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Chapter 162 Ming Sword Hall(1/2)

Bang...

When the vaguely visible Divine Schizophrenia completely disappeared from the front of his eyes, Wang Le realized the fact that the toilet was snatched away.

This guy from God Strike actually uses the beauty trick...

It cannot be underestimated.

But it doesn’t matter. There are three duplex toilets!

Wang Le decisively defected to the two toilets above the building.

Scratch.

Just as Wang Le pulled down his pants and twisted open the toilet door, the scene of a pink hair spreading in his seat in the toilet came into his sight. The long pink hair was scattered and scattered, which made her have a green charm than usual. Her cute and beautiful calves were hung on her cute and beautiful calves, which seemed to have some traces of red liquid leaking out on her. The two slender and fair thighs, as well as the canyon made of pajamas and thighs on both sides, were densely exposed to the air, and it was very tempting. "..."

Wang Le was about to pull out his clone to urinate, and still held the door handle with his right hand in his hand, staring blankly at the girl's powerful tempting triangle area and swallowing.

Pink...

Nana's toilet posture...

"…!!!" Two seconds later, the person involved who heard the sound of opening the door was finally reacted. He looked up and saw Wang Le staring at him with wide pink eyes. He noticed that his little tactile posture was actually shining after being seen. After the crystal tears began to soak the eyes and the mouth was flattened, and then he closed his eyes and screamed.

"Ahhh!!! Pervert, scum. Death pervert, voyeur!! Get out quickly and go out!!!!!"

Danced with both hands, he picked up the things next to him and smashed them desperately at Wang Le's body, brushing his teeth cup, toothbrush, shower gel, shampoo, toilet pump and other things flying in the air.

Wang Le said thank you in his heart for the hospitality, and then closed the toilet door without hesitation.

The sound of toilet items hitting the door heavily.

This was not what I meant. It was just that you didn't lock the door...

"Mr. Alah Wang Le, good morning."

Another toilet door next to it opened, and Mengmeng, wearing a red-bottomed jumpsuit in a white heart pattern, walked out and saw Wang Le standing in front of the toilet door, greeting him with a smile. Her tail seemed to be hanging down behind her because of the fact that she had just gotten up, swinging slowly.

He stared at Wang Le and his closed toilet door with teasing eyes.

"What a pity... If Mr. Wang Le came into the toilet where I was, he might get some special service."

Obviously, Mengmeng, who had heard Nana scream and simply guessed what was going on, opened her palm and covered her mouth with a tempting look on her face.

Well, is there such a branch plot?

Wang Le looked at the one-piece pajamas that Mengmeng was wearing. In an instant, he remembered the objective fact that if he wanted to take off his one-piece, he had to take off all of them.

Mengmeng clamped her pair of small apples with her upper body naked, and the two pink grapes were invited to taste them. The scene of dubbing with the slightest flowing water sound appeared in Wang Le's mind coach!

I want to read the file!

"Um——. Meow ha." Hei Ge, who was not awake at this time, and the kitten who was completely awake, walked out of the room.

Now all woke up...

Ten minutes later, Wang Le, who put on the A-level prop, took Shenli and the kitten downstairs to make a taxi.

Heige went to sleep and got back to sleep.

The three of them naturally attracted a lot of attention.

"Hey, look. Those two girls are so beautiful..."

The woman of an ordinary office couple pointed to the divine split and kitten behind Wang Le and said, "Beautiful is beautiful, I just don't know why I dress up so weird. Isn't it good to be serious? Now the children are really..."

A traditional man.

"What a weird look! This is called cosplay, but now it's a very hot culture... It's because of this that you are isolated by your colleagues all day long..."

The woman with some knowledge began to teach her to destroy her husband.

...

After practice, the effect of this ring has been proven to be.

The soul with a 50-year-old sensed the comments about the god split and the kitten around him. Wang Le admired the Ledoor Group from the bottom of his heart.

After stopping the taxi, the three of them took it.

"Shopping park in Fuyong District. Please hurry up, we'll be in a hurry."

"OK."

...

Ninety minutes later, enduring the driver's chattering words, Wang Le, Shenlio and the kitten came to the shopping park with a sense of time.

Go to the guide sign on the first floor to find Starbucks...

Wang Le has never even entered this high-end trendy place.

Then 5 minutes later, we arrived at Starbucks.

From a distance, I saw Huangquan wearing a jeans and a suspender vest in the corner, tied with a long ponytail and exposed her sexy shoulders. The black and straight girl was holding a cup of coffee and savoring it carefully.

Originally, Starbucks is a place that is more serious than wine and nightclubs. Generally, there is no such thing as chatting. Most of the guests who come here are gatherings or white-collar workers who have finished business have a rest and go online.

But things don't exist, especially when a beauty like Isayama Huangquan, who seems to have almost perfect qualifications in the third dimension, appears.

Moreover, the girl named Isayama Huangquan also has the identity of a gamer...

And now a successful person wearing a high-end suit, waxed hair and silky glasses, seemed to be trying hard to talk to her.

"Miss Huangquan, the person you are waiting for has been timed out for thirty minutes. In my opinion, such a person cannot trust at all... If you don't mind, can you share this precious morning with me?"

Huang Quan closed his eyes and sipped the cherry in his hand gently, then put down the cup, and said without even looking at him on his face.

"Mr. Ito, you have been annoyed me all morning. Although you don't know where you bought my information. But I think I have known your leader and I don't want to join any organization. Or do you mean your ears are used for decoration. If so, do I need to help you make your appearance simpler?"

The successful person she called Mr. Ito felt like he was staring at by a beast, and his whole body shook. He hurriedly argued.

"No, no. You misunderstood, Miss Huangquan."

"You should know that you have passed the promotion task before and will face the leader task in the next game. This is a large cleaning task with a higher mortality rate than ordinary games. If you can join our organization, our leader has promised to arrange better props and personnel for you. Our Miss Poison Island and Mr. Asakura, who are about to advance to the "Aingdaotang", will also work with you, so that you can definitely advance smoothly."

**Naked temptation of interests.

"...Is the list of my leader missions for that period already come out?" Huang Quan's eyes opened slightly. It seemed that Mr. Wang's words finally aroused her interest.

"Yes, last night, the eighth player in this area has qualified for the leader mission and has been made public in the trading market. This leader game will be officially held in seven days. The eighth person seems to be a player who has only participated in two junior games, and his information is now popular."

"oh……."

Huang Quan let out a sound of praise with an upsized tone.

"So, Miss Huangquan. Join our organization. This really only benefits you! And our nation has also created a great nation where you exist, and your talents can be maximized in our organization."

Then Mr. Ito bowed 90 degrees in place with great enthusiasm.

...

"No, I said I won't join any organization."

Responding to him was Huang Quan's cold reaction. For some reason, his beautiful eyes that turned black seemed to be unable to cause fluctuations by anything. He held a plastic spoon and stirred half of the remaining minced coffee, and then continued to speak.

"You organization can't give me what I want. Go away quickly. This time I will spare you for the sake of that guy from the Poison Island. If you come to me again, don't blame me for being rude."

A pair of eyes moved towards the shadow on Ito's forehead, and a strange red light shone...

laugh!

Ito's lowered head was twisted, but when he raised his head again, he returned to a respectful expression.

"I understand. I will leave immediately, but please consider it again, Miss Huangquan. In addition, this is a gift from our organization, please accept it with a smile."

Take out a piece of paper object and hand it to Huang Quan.

"I don't want it."

Huang Quan continued to pick up the coffee and continued to drink it, rejecting Ito.

Now Ito finally couldn't bear it. He forced himself to suppress his emotions that were about to go wild and left.

Before leaving, Wang Le swept over and sat down at the table behind Huangquan.

Wang Le held the kitten and touched her cat's ear when he didn't exist.

"...If you watch the show next to you, then you won't come out yet, Lord Summoner?"

One minute after Ito left, Huang Quan said coldly.

"You're over half an hour late."

"My home is not that close to here, and it is impossible to come here within an hour."

Wang Le, who sat down next to him and listened to Huang Quan and Ito's conversation, stood up and sat opposite Huang Quan.

Why do you say Japanese?

I just understood it halfway...

The guy who taught himself Japanese and played galgame can't afford to be injured.

While Wang Le complained in his heart, the kitten and Shenli sat next to him.
To be continued...
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