Chapter 357 (1/2)
The morning sun shone faintly. Chu nishang in the bedroom stood by the window and looked out through the large glass window that seemed to be nonexistent.
The whole city is reflected in her eyes.
It has to be said that this presidential suite does have its own uniqueness and pride.
After watching it for a long time, she walked slowly into the wasted room.
At the moment, the waste is still sleeping in a dream.
Since I came to this world, the cultivation method has changed from cultivating true Qi to joyful heart demon Zen, and I have been lazy to waste a lot.
The morning homework was also forgotten.
It's because those lessons are of no use to him in practicing the happy heart demon Zen Sutra.
Looking at the sweet waste of dreams, Chu nishang gently pulled out a smile at the corners of her mouth.
What can be more exciting than waking up and seeing the sleeping face in your heart at the first sight?
Therefore, she is very happy and satisfied.
So she gently sat down by the wasted bed and touched the wasted cheek.
It seems that I feel the itch of being touched, and waste suddenly turns my body over.
Then, in the early morning, the majestic column leaning to the sky went straight to the rich buttocks of Chu nishang wearing only pajamas.
Almost subconsciously, Chu nishang touched it, and then she touched a hot and hard fire pestle.
Suddenly stunned, the heart is more curious.
How can you sleep dishonestly and carry weapons?
The idleness of sleep, stimulated by this, naturally wakes up and turns around.
Then he suddenly shouted, ”ah?”
The cry was both unexpected and embarrassing.
In particular, seeing Chu nishang's wide pajamas, white and tender skin like lotus root loomed between his neck, his heart became more fanatical, and his eyes were also spitting fire.
Chu nishang saw that he woke up, but he asked softly, ”brother wasted, why do you sleep with weapons?”
”Weapons?” Wasted a stunned, but in an instant he understood what Chu nishang asked, and his face immediately showed a touch of embarrassment.
With a slight cough, he suddenly arched his body, and broke the shameful place away from her slender jade hand: ”nishang, I practiced too late last night, and then warmed up my weapons, so I slept late, so...”
He said, as if to confirm his words, but also smiled.
”Brother Wandu, what kind of weapon are you? You're curious and strange. It feels small and very hot.” Chu nishang is very simple, so she really doesn't understand many things.
When vanity is said to be a weapon, she naturally thinks it is a weapon.
”Brother wasted, can I see your weapons?”
Waste immediately want to smoke his mouth, his mouth is really cheap!
But people are forced out!
Therefore, under such embarrassment, the wasted brain rotates very fast. In my mind, a flash of light suddenly reminds me of my magic weapon.
So his palm turned slightly, and the Vajra demon subduing pestle appeared in his hand and handed it to Chu nishang.