So sometimes the bitter meat scheme is quite practical. Of course, the bitter meat scheme is not easy to use every time. The most important thing is to pay attention to one degree. If you play the bitter meat scheme too much, it is not a trick. For example, if Wang Bo this time, if he was killed by the killing girl twice, he would have caught a cold, and he would not have the chance to untie the killing girl's breast wrap.

When the seductive plumpness was exposed to Wang Bo, Wang Bo couldn't wait to lower his head, squeezed his plump breasts with his big hands, and began to taste the bright jade peak buds in his mouth.

The killer girl has never had close contact with a boy since she was so old, let alone being licked and kneaded by Wang Bo like this. She immediately panted and moaned, "You, what are you doing, no, don't do this, ah, I've become, become so strange,"

Wang Bo stopped and looked up at the killing girl and said, "Of course, this is also one of the exercises before bed. Xiaoren, you think it's strange now, and you will know the fun of dating later~"

After saying that, Wang Bo buried his head in his work again, playing with the pink on the jade peak of the God of Killing Girl.

When Wang Bo looked at the girl of the God of Killing, his breathing suddenly became much more breathing. The white pants of the God of Killing were white pants that were incompatible with her life. Although the white pants were not sexy pants with hollow lace, the material was extremely thin and a little transparent. Wang Bo could see clearly the thick black grass. Without the cover of the blood-colored cloak, the girl of the God of Killing was not inferior to her upper body, which was displayed in front of Wang Bo. The beautiful lines made any man feel moved by it.

Wang Bo took off all over her body, leaving only a pair of semi-transparent pants. The look was so tempting and tempting. Although the girl of Killing God was not as coquettish as some women, she had a perfect plump and seductive body that was no less than any woman.

However, at this time, Wang Bo had a doubt. He originally thought that the killer girl in a blood-colored cloak liked red, but after seeing the sandy white and semi-transparent pants, Wang Bo didn't think so, because if he simply liked red, the killer girl could wear a red close-fitting clothing inside.

With this question, Wang Bo asked out and said to the girl of the God of Killing: "Xiao Ren, what color do you like?"

"White." The girl of the Killing God replied without thinking, and looked at Wang Bo, wondering why Wang Bo asked this question.

Wang Bo nodded and asked again: "Then why do you want to wear a red cloak? Isn't it better to wear white? I think you will be more beautiful when wearing white clothes." As he said that, Wang Bo looked at the white pants wrapped in a seductive secret place of the girl Killing God, as if he was pointing, which was indeed quite beautiful and extremely attractive.

After hearing Wang Bo's words, the killing girl looked at the place where she didn't dare to touch her casually. Her pretty face immediately turned red. Although the killing girl lacked common sense, she was still instinctively shy about what Wang Bo's eyes were, because in the past, even when the killing girl took a bath, the place would be carefully clear and dare not touch it randomly. Every time she accidentally met the killing girl, she would feel strange. At this time, under Wang Bo's unscrupulous gaze, the killing girl felt like the essence, and even stronger than when she touched her with her own hands.

Although the girl of the God of Killing was shy, she still answered Wang Bo's question: "It was a white cloak, but it was dyed red later."

After hearing what the God of Killing said, Wang Bo immediately understood what the God of Killing said. In fact, Wang Bo had thought of this a long time ago. After all, the bloody smell on the blood-colored cloak must be caused by a lot of blood. Even though he knew, Wang Bo still wanted to ask for confirmation.

"Then why do you like to wear hats? I think it's not good to always cover your face with hats. It feels like a waste. When I first met you, I even thought you were a man. If I had known you were a woman, I would have fallen in love with you as soon as I met." Wang Bo asked again.

After hearing Wang Bo say that he was beautiful, the little face of the Killing God girl blushed even better, and then said, "If I don't wear a hat, my hair will turn red like my clothes."

When Wang Bo heard this, he couldn't help but look at the black hair of the girl who killed the God of Kill. At this time, Wang Bo felt a sudden realization. At first, he thought that the girl who killed the God of Kill was a girl who didn't love beauty. Now Wang Bo found out that he was wrong, and he was very wrong. The girl who killed the god of Kill was very concerned about his appearance, otherwise he wouldn't have been afraid of dyeing his hair red and wearing a hat. Because she liked killing the people the most and killed people almost every day, she simply didn't take off the hat, wearing a hat all the time, covering her face, and protecting her hair from being stained by blood.

Not only that, Wang Bo almost understood why the Killing God Girl likes to wear cloaks, and it is a full-body cloak with excellent sealing. I am afraid that it is because the Killing God Girl enjoys the cloak to protect her body and prevent her body from being stained with blood. Wang Bo has long noticed that the Killing God Girl's cloak's cloak is not strong in defense, but it has very good waterproofness. At first, Wang Bo was surprised, but now Wang Bo understood that the Killing God Girl needed a waterproof cloak to prevent blood from seeping into the cloak and staining his body. Of course, because the Killing God Girl killed too many people, even if the waterproof cloak is good, it was dyed red by blood. The Killing God Girl's skin is also white and red. The tiny redness that reveals is not natural red, and it seems to be caused by blood contamination. However, the white and redness adds a different charm to the Killing God Girl, a strange temptation that is different from ordinary urban girls.

After Wang Bo knew the cause and effect, he said to the killing girl, "Xiao Ren, I'll give you a cloak, a white cloak that will never fade and will not be stained by blood."

The girl of the Killing God's eyes lit up after hearing Wang Bo's words, and she almost couldn't wait to say to Wang Bo: "Where is there a cloak that will not be stained with blood?"

Obviously, the white cloak stained with blood was something that made the girl of Killing God quite troubled. After all, she was always the same in terms of love for beauty. At this time, she was extremely excited when she heard Wang Bo say that there was a cloak that was not faded or stained.

Wang Bo waved his hand casually and a white cloak appeared in his hand, saying, "It's this one. No matter how much blood is soaked, it will not change color."

The girl of the Killing God was happy, just like an ordinary girl who received a new piece of clothing from her boyfriend. She wanted to take the cloak in Wang Bo's hand and try it on immediately. However, Wang Bo threw the cloak on the bedside and said, "Let's try again later. We haven't finished our bedtime exercises yet, so we can't give up halfway."

The girl of the God of Killing looked at the cloak that was thrown on the bed by Wang Bo, and nodded and said nodded.

Next, Wang Bo stopped invading the weak breasts of the God of Killing Girl, because he had discovered a more worthy place to occupy. He began to transfer his position and moved his hand down until the tempting white close-fitting clothes of the God of Killing Girl began to rub the thin clothes through the thin clothes. Wang Bo actually felt that the God of Killing Girl's close-fitting clothes were a little wet. After that, Wang Bo felt that Wang Bo was unbearable and directly penetrated the little close-fitting clothes of the God of Killing Girl, helping the God of Killing Girl to combed the Xixi fragrant grass.

The girl of the God of Killing felt her whole body weak, and leaned her head weakly on Wang Bo's shoulder, and finally made a slight moan.

Listening to the humming sound from the girl of the God of Killing, Wang Bo felt itchy in his heart, and his hands were making trouble deeper, and he penetrated into the depths of the grass like a spiritual snake.

"Well, don't, don't do it anymore, it's so strange, it's not possible," the girl of the God of Killing shuddered slightly, and she couldn't help but say in her mouth.
Chapter completed!