Infinite Postman/Dreadful Postman

Zhao Ke was secretly happy, and continued to sweep up the skirt.

But at this time, Zhao Ke felt his ears being hammered, and a ray of quiet breath was blowing on it, making Zhao Ke's ears tingle.

I just heard the strong temptation in the voice, like a hook that can hook people's souls: "White!"

"White!"

Zhao Ke subconsciously wanted to shout out, but when the words came to his mouth, he suddenly felt something was wrong, so he immediately bit the words to death without uttering a sound.

When he saw Zhao Ke, he didn't speak.

The smile on Ji Wusui's face became even sweeter, and there was a small dimple on her delicate face, and her phoenix eyes narrowed into crescent moons.

Take something from the side.

"what??"

After seeing the things in Ji Wusui's hand, Zhao Ke's heart sank suddenly, a strong sense of crisis made his whole body stand on end.

Σ(?д?;): "Thirteen incense! What are you going to do?"

That's right, it's still Wang Shouyi's thirteen incense sticks.

Zhao Ke remembered that he threw this thing to Ji Wusui.

Ji Wusui didn't understand it at the time, but later he could hear it clearly through the imprint attached to his body.

Thirteen incense.

13 incense.

13...

B...

Zhao Ke had long forgotten about this thing, and didn't even take it to heart.

But now that Ji Wusui took out this toy, Zhao Ke always had a bad feeling in his heart.

Thinking of this, Zhao Ke could only try his best to get a chance to explain.

Taking a deep breath, he covered his face with one hand.

(￣??): "Honey, I said it's just a condiment, would you believe me!"

"Oh! Condiments~"

Ji Wusui's playful smile became thicker and thicker, which made Zhao Ke feel that the more he explained, the more he felt something was wrong.

At this moment, Ji Wusui opened the lid of Thirteen Incense.

Smell the smell inside.

Can't help wrinkling her little nose: "Well, I don't like it!"

When Zhao Ke heard it, he felt as if he was being amnesty, his head nodded like a chicken pecking at rice: "Yes, yes, don't throw it away if you don't like it, I'll give you a cake, I guarantee you like it."

Zhao Ke immediately started his own food strategy.

It's just that Ji Wusui doesn't seem very interested in the cake that Zhao Ke said.

He looked at Zhao Ke playfully.

Look from top to bottom.

Whispering in Zhao Ke's ear: "Oh, you said, don't pay public rations."

Zhao Ke: "..."

Ji Wusui slowly took off Zhao Ke's trousers, and sprinkled the thirteen incense on Zhao Ke's inner thigh.

"Hiss...fuck me!"

The sudden tingling pain almost made Zhao Ke jump up. The wound on his thigh was still not healed, and he was sprinkled with thirteen incense.

That feeling...

Add fuel to the fire?

No, Zhao Ke felt like he was directly frying himself in the frying pan.

"hiss……"

Zhao Ke took a deep breath, and in his head, he seemed to hear an arrogant, slender and sharp voice, singing: "Love and hate are in a flash...the two heavens of ice, fire and hell..."

The ice-cold feeling, coupled with the thirteen incense sprinkled on the wound, is hot and painful.

This feeling...

Feeling this icy cold feeling, when it is slowly moving upwards.

Zhao Ke's heartbeat became faster and faster, and his face became red.

Go up!Go up!

Zhao Ke closed his eyes, and through his five senses, looked at the picture of the pair of seductive red lips slightly parted, and the little pink tongue swimming along his skin.

Breathing also became rapid.

But at this moment, Ji Wusui suddenly raised his head, spit, looked at the thirteen incense in his hand, and threw it aside with displeasure: "It's not delicious, bring a sweet one next time!"

Zhao Ke was stunned for a while, and his head buzzed: "It's over after you said it's not good, what should I do?"

Of course, Zhao Ke didn't dare to say that.

"Although the taste is not very good, the taste of your body is good this time. You look very angry. It seems that you are lucky."

Hearing Ji Wusui's exaggeration.

Zhao Ke was so anxious that he wanted to scold others. Last time he scolded the cook when he was full. This time, I cooked half of the dishes, so you don’t want to eat! !

Seeing Zhao Ke anxiously wanting to bite someone.

Ji Wusui finally laughed out loud: "Aren't you refusing to pay the public ration? Let me ask you, will you pay it or not!"

Zhao Ke held his breath, thinking that even if I starved to death, I wouldn't beg you.

"No payment!"