Chapter 242 I Didn't Plan to Take Off His Clothes

Ling Chuxue stumbled under her feet, almost escaping from Feng Xingying's residence.

She really did not expect that Feng Xingying, a woman so shameless, could even say such words.

She is now in a hurry to find Brother Qin so that she can share what she has with him.

The leopard Feng Xingying must not know that on this wonderful Yunxi Continent, there are two kinds of expensive stones, namely the sound stone and the shadow stone.

A sound stone can record a sound, erase it with spiritual power, and use it repeatedly.

Shadow stones are used to record images.

Ji Jue's sentence, "To seal Xingying." has been recorded in the sound stone by her.

She didn't believe that Qin Molin could endure his woman being nice to others.

Especially looking at Ji Jue's appearance, she doesn't even have a place to live, is she planning to settle here in Feng Xingying?

Even better.

...

The truth is.

"Teacher Ji Jue, I don't think I need your help." Feng Xingying looked at Ji Jue helplessly: "I gave you a steamed bun back then, it's not worth your commitment."

"Whether it's worth it, it's up to me." Ji Jue lowered her head and quietly combed the fur of the big white steamed bun on her leg.

Feng Xingying really wanted to draw the picture in front of him.

The luxurious handsome man and the lazy white cat are natural and leisurely.

"In that case, you give me the steamed buns, and I sell them at the trading house. I've made a lot of money. How's it going?" Feng Xingying really couldn't do anything about him.

"Meow?!" The white dumpling on Ji Jue's leg immediately rolled up, revealing a pair of round, gem-like brown cat eyes, staring at Feng Xingying so resentfully.

Does this woman have any love to take her to the auction house and sell her!

The four claws of the steamed buns clung to Ji Jue's chest. It's like saying: Master, don't sell me, don't!

But in Ji Jue's heart, Feng Xingying is the ultimate: "Okay, if you like it, I will give you a steamed bun. But I am a poor lame man, you have seen it, can you accept me when you accept the steamed bun? "

play self pity?

no way!

Feng Xingying simply turned her head, she was not interested in this white cat who couldn't eat anything.

"You change yourself, the food is not responsible!" Feng Xingying turned and left.

Mantou finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Does this not sell it? Great.

This slack of the steamed bun, the weight affects the gravity, and the whole cat falls down.

It hurriedly found strength. Only, Ji Jue's clothes.

With a stab, a large piece of the clothes on Ji Jue's chest was torn off by the steamed bun, from the inside out.

Snow-white and well-proportioned skin, exposed.

Feng Xingying turned her head, and what she saw was such a picture of a handsome man showing her chest...

She thought of taking off Ji Jue's clothes for a lot of money, but she really just took off his coat to change him into women's clothes, and didn't intend to let it be so clean.

Such a good spring.

Feng Xingying's face blushed inexplicably, she quickly took off her coat and covered Ji Jue's body.

At this moment, Feng Xingying's wrist tightened.

A pair of strong hands wrapped around her wrist like iron pliers.

Feng Xingying's coat slipped from Ji Jue's body, and his fair skin was exposed again.

Only this time, there is more personal appreciation.

Qin Molin!

Qin Molin stared at Ji Jue's white face, and his face became more and more difficult to look at.

Especially the distance between Feng Xingying and Ji Jue, and the clothes on Feng Xingying's hands.

No matter how you look at it, it seems that Feng Xingying has a wild beast, coveting Ji Jue's beauty, and rushes up to tear his clothes.

Feng Xingying was also speechless. How could this picture feel like he was caught in a boat (bed)?

She obviously did nothing!