Chapter 309 This world...may Not Be Suitable for Me...
The consciousness slowly woke up in his mind, and he felt dizzy. Fangran opened his eyes in confusion. His vision was blurred and his brain was also a little blank.
Where am I putting this...?
Are there any classes today?
This instinctive thing came to mind, and then Fangran slowly supported his body, shook his head vigorously, and pressed his painful forehead, as if something had just hit him there.
Hmm...when did my hands become so white and thin?
He looked at his hand with some surprise, and then subconsciously raised his head...
What he saw before him was a pair of slender legs that would make any man's heart beat faster. He was wearing a pair of pure black high heels, and the exposed toes were decorated with bright red nails.
In order to facilitate movement, the owner of the black lace fishtail skirt pulled open the high slit like a cheongsam from one side, revealing the most alluring long white legs from the side.
Then the dark shirt with the torn upper body was thrown aside. The slender waist, snow-white skin and black lace underwear were in sharp contrast. The perfect and sexy shoulder blades were like butterfly feathers spreading their wings, and the thin black rope shoulders The belts cross into an X shape that makes people's blood flow.
For a moment, it felt like being hit hard by something!
I remembered all the causes and consequences of why I fell into a coma!
The overwhelming memory of the previous scene reappeared in his mind. He felt a fever in his nasal cavity, and Fangran fell back to where he was!
Cover your mouth tightly!
He desperately wanted to erase the scene that just made him tremble, but he couldn't do it. Fangran could already feel the heat in his nose turning into liquid.
I do not see it! I do not see it! I really didn't see it! I really didn't see it! I didn't see anything! I didn't see anything!
(More than a thousand words of the same nonsense are omitted here)
Fangran's face turned red, and he closed his eyes tightly, thinking desperately in his heart. But when he closed his eyes, his mind was filled with the sight of the side of Yesheng's torn skirt, the long and slender white legs wearing black high heels, and the fragrance. On her shoulders and back, there are underwear shoulder straps that cross into an X shape on her snow-white skin.
Fangran, who had witnessed such a powerful image for the first time since childhood, was completely panicked. Liushenhua... No, Liushen has no master!
He was lying as stiff as a zombie at the place where he fell. He didn't have time to express the feeling of having his first kiss taken away by his alluring eldest sister. Now Fangran just wanted to hurry up...
Pass out again.
Then just as Fangran closed her eyes tightly, she heard Yesheng's cold voice:
"You're actually awake, so stop pretending to be unconscious."
Ga....
Like a little yellow duck being strangled by the neck, Fangran opened his eyes stiffly, then sat up and saw that Ye Sheng had put on a piece of clothing from this clothing store and took out the ring from his hand. A black jacket specially made for the night.
The goddess Yujie and the long black windbreaker match unexpectedly well.
"I....!"
Fangran was frightened and sat up, then quickly shrank back with a red face. His first reaction was to run away!
But before he could stand up, his legs felt entangled!
Then Fangran saw a simple and unique long sword with a dusty aura stuck on the ground beside him.
There is nothing strange about the slender legs (...) under Lolita's skirt, but there is a feeling that they are tied up by something.
Fangran smiled bitterly in his heart, and then thinking that this was no longer the usual situation where he could be carefree and immoral, Fangran spent a short time to quickly clarify the current situation.
Don't panic, Fang Ran, if you are seen out, you will be doomed.
You are now Night Crow.
You are now an A-level Night Crow in her eyes.
"Ahem..."
Coughing twice, as if she wanted to cover up the blush on her face seriously, the silver-haired girl sat on the ground and looked in front of her. This tall goddess figure, nearly 1.8 meters tall, said:
"you..."
"Have you calmed down?"
Ye Sheng looked at the silver-haired figure's blushing face and laughed preemptively at the 'Ye Crow'.
Then Fangran, who had just finished sorting out the first sentence he wanted to say, got stuck. When Ye Sheng mentioned it like this, his face turned red again, as if he was biting his tongue:
"you you you you...."
Outstanding effect!
Ye Sheng raised her eyebrows slightly and looked at her with a red face and slurred speech. She was slightly surprised and surprised, and it was hard to accept the thought.
Did the Night Crow that I knew originally have this kind of personality?
After first learning the information about Ye Crow's actions in that night vessel scene, Ye Sheng always thought that Ye Crow was a cunning and treacherous woman. Later, after experiencing the scene in the capital, she turned into a guy with bad intentions and a tendency to cheat.
But a week ago, Ye Sheng had to change his mind about the Night Pearl a week ago after learning that Night Crow stepped forward to save the entire ship.
But looking at the guy in front of him who was trying to stay calm, but his face was always red because he accidentally touched his lips before, Ye Sheng couldn't help but hold his forehead.
Is this really the enemy she has been thinking about day and night?
"Well!"
As if she really bit her tongue, the silver-haired girl immediately closed her mouth tightly, rubbed her face vigorously, then raised her head, lifted her thin silver-haired bangs, and pretended that nothing happened. Face opening:
"I think we can talk."
Fangran spoke to Ye Sheng very simply, asking for negotiation with a look like 'I am A-level and you are also A-level, we can talk to A-level companies.'
"Don't try to play tricks. Even if you are stronger than me, you can't move now that I'm sealing you with Lingyuan."
Ye Sheng came over, put his hand on the hilt of Lingyuan's sword that was stuck in the ground, and looked down at the silver-haired figure trapped by him. The collar drooped a little because he leaned down, revealing the delicate collarbone and a large expanse of snow-white.
"you you you you...."
Then the silver-haired Night Crow looked away in panic, almost biting his tongue again.
You...you...I...
Do you dare to pay attention to how you look and don't always use such despicable methods! (face very red)
"I helped you save the entire ship of Pearl of the Night last time! You can't do this to me! You are ungrateful!"
Embarrassed to the extreme, Fangran fully realized that he could not have any upper hand in the face of this ultimate natural enemy and negotiated fairly. He simply shouted in shame and struggled on the ground.
Damn it!
Why are the female participants in the world of night battles all top beauties of the type that they are least good at dealing with?
Thinking back slightly in his mind, Fangran suddenly discovered that all the female participants he met were basically beautiful, and they were all goddess-level perfect women.
And every one of them has a perfect figure, without any fat on their body, with slender thighs and slender calves. They are beauties with no make-up and gorgeous make-up.
Well... maybe it's because of the selection mechanism of the night battle, but most of the outstanding women have outstanding looks?
Not to mention the few times he has seen Hua Ling, who always has bright makeup and fashionable looks, and Sui, who has a special temperament and is intellectually gentle. Even the Guinevere he saw tonight, even if he didn't think she was very beautiful, was There is a wild temperament and charm bonus, and maybe this is because he doesn't know that the Jewish aesthetics are different from his own...
Not to mention that among all the 'natural enemies' that Fangran has ever seen, Ling, Witch, and...
Ye Sheng is in front of me...
puff...
Suddenly I feel...
This world....may not be suitable for me...()
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