When Xia Yuan heard about playing for a while, he was a little excited, but suddenly calmed down when he saw the mask on her face.

"Forget it, I'm not in the mood."

Ying Sitong stared at him coquettishly, "What are you thinking? I'm talking about playing with chickens for a while."

"Oh, it's the same as I thought."

Xia Yuan put his hands on his chest, his face calm.

"Why do blood clans still need to apply facial masks? Your skin is already white, tender, and watery enough."

"You don't understand."

Ying Sitong glared at him, because she didn't dare to open her mouth after applying a mask. "The blood clan needs to replenish blood, and even more, it is also necessary to replenish hydration, otherwise it will be easy to be fucked at night."

"I believe you."

Xia Yuan turned over and placed his hands under the pillow.

You are already a secondary blood clan. You can not only transform into small animals, but also transform rain, fog and wind. You have the ability to transform your body. Did you actually tell me that the blood clan needs to apply a facial mask?

This is just out of women's strong self-esteem and brainwashed by consumerism.

Oftentimes, you don’t necessarily need this, but when you watch advertisements every day, you will mistakenly think that you really need it.

When advertisers don’t use naturally beautiful models, but use middle-aged fat aunts to shoot, I believe these are true.

Xia Yuan curled his lips and closed his eyes and said, "Tokyo is so wet and hot in July, aren't you afraid that you will have too much hydration and swelling your face?"

"Xia Yuan..."

Ying Sitong bit her lower lip and was about to have an attack, but suddenly she remembered that she was a woman with a mask on her face. She should not get angry easily, otherwise her epidermis would wrinkle.

She raised her eyes slightly, sneered in her heart, and then she got into the bed.

"I'm not afraid."

Behind Xia Yuan, the sweet voice of the beautiful young woman from the blood clan came.

Ying Sitong said, "If your face is swollen, you can suck it out for me."

Xia Yuan's heart thumped heavily, and a small flame rushed out, just in time to fill it with the extra moisture from the mask.

So he turned around...

Who knew that Xiaoye was prepared for it, so he waited for him to turn around and put his face up a little.

"Ah, bah, bah, bah..."

Xia Yuan turned over and sat up, not expecting that the mask would taste so salty.

"Ha ha ha ha……"

The smug laughter of the beautiful young woman from the blood clan came from behind.

"Oh, you dare to laugh," Xia Yuan turned around and looked fierce, "Look at me, I won't take you to the Dharma!"

After saying that, Xia Yuan rushed down and scratched her itch with his hands.

"Ah hahahaha... I don't dare anymore, I won't dare anymore."

Ying Sitong was dancing with her hands and feet, and was so tickled that she couldn't breathe.

"My face mask, face mask!"

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