People are wreaking havoc in Tokyo, ladies, please stay put!

"Thank you, Fang Zuo Cohen." She turned around and smiled.

A plain face without makeup.

Extremely exquisite.

The eyebrows are curved like crescent moons.

A pair of emerald eyes, like a touch of autumn water.

A necklace made of ground indica fruit was worn around her slender neck.

Delicious pink lips.

The same color as the soft red lips.

The days passed like this.

"Fang Zuo Cohen, come here quickly!"

"Fang Zuo Cohen, come and help me."

"Fang Zuo Cohen, carry me..."

"Fang Zuo, you have to work harder!!"

"Fang Zuo, catch it..."

"Fang, here I come!!"

"Fang, hug me!!!"

A soft body with fragrance threw itself into Fang Zuo's arms.

Sunshine and exercise growing up.

Michaela Cohen's snow-white skin gradually turned into honey color.

She was wearing a small tank top that exposed her belly and denim shorts.

She tilted her head back and looked at Fang Zuo, then stood on tiptoe and kissed him boldly.

Fang Zuo instantly hugged her greedily and demanded everything in his mouth fiercely.

Just when the two of them were breathing rapidly.

Michaela Cohen pushed Fang Zuo away forcefully.

"No, save it for after we get married!!"

Michaela Cohen said in a sweet voice with her pink face.

Her blonde hair gradually turned brown, just like her skin.

It looks like a wild beauty.

That flat softness.

There are also some arcs at this moment.

"But, we can do something else..."

Michaela Cohen ran to the bench and looked at Fang Zuo with a smile.

Boldly raise one long honey-colored leg.

The little hand reached out.

Red lips parted slightly.

"Come here quickly! Fang...you idiot!!"

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Chapter 365: The Conquered Jewish Beauty

Fang Zuo watched his body slowly approach Michaela Cohen.

Then sit next to her.

Michaela Cohen bit her lower lip and showed a charming expression.

The muddy look in her eyes can wrap up any man.

Even though she didn't have any body odor.

However, European and American women secrete more female hormones than Asian women.

It exudes a light truffle-like scent.

She held out her little hand.

The nails above were stained scarlet with sunflower juice.

Five fingers slowly moved down along the honey-colored belly.

then.

Give it a flick.

Unbuttoned the short jeans.

She pushed Fang Zuo and made him sit sideways.

She sat on Fang Zuo's thighs with her beautiful legs crossed, her forehead against the man's forehead.

He put his arms around Fang Zuo's neck.

Smelling the masculine scent and faint smell of sweat on the man.

Stimulating her to secrete strong female hormones.

Then she shuddered.

She felt the man's big hands gripping her narrow, exposed waist.

Wrinkles on the palms of your hands.

The roughness rubbed against her delicate and smooth skin.

She felt the man's right hand moving down from her waist.

Michaela Cohen shuddered violently.

A pair of blue eyes looked at Fang Zuo in confusion.

But Fang Zuo pulled out his left hand and pulled her long brown hair back.

Michaela Cohen only felt a slight pain in her scalp.

She looked like a young mare, as if her master had reined her in.

It dawned on me instantly.

"Don't stay here, someone will come out... and we will be seen..."

Michaela Cohen raised her flushed little face and tied up her long brown hair.

Even though I say that.

But he still lowered his head with a dazed look in his eyes.

This scene is incredibly real.

The body's sense of touch and sensation is no different from usual.

Apart from Fang Zuo's consciousness lingering in his body, it was as if he was looking at himself from a God's perspective.

The rest are exactly the same.

Michaela Cohen, on the other hand, has completely eliminated other memories.

Completely immersed in it.

Serve your man with all your heart.

Everything that happened in the linked neurons gradually merged with the original memories in her body.

Michaela Cohen knelt on the sandy ground of the manor.

He supported his hands on Fang Zuo's thighs and coughed violently.

The two tender knees were rubbed red.

There were faint traces of tiny scratches on it caused by gravel.

Michaela Cohen's beautiful eyes turned red from being choked.

Tears were shed.

The emerald green eyes look watery.

Her red lips were so sore that she couldn't close them.

I couldn't help but drool and saw my father coming out from afar.

She was so scared that she quickly wiped her lips and stood up.

Hiding quietly behind the chair, the other party made a face to the left, indicating that he was in front of him.

Leave in the other direction.

In the days to come.

The two of them experienced all the plots in romance novels.

Michaela Cohen's family did not agree with the two being together at all.

One was the young mistress of the manor, and the other was a poor farmer.

Father’s scolding and mother’s tears.

Fang Zuo was whipped by the Cohen family for Michaela Cohen.

Almost lost his life.

Michaela Cohen sadly touched the whip marks on Fang Zuo's back and ran back to her family to angrily scold her parents.

In the end, I couldn't win the argument with my parents.

He committed suicide for love by jumping into the river.

Fortunately, he was rescued by Fang Zuo.

under the moonlight.

The two snuggled together and decided to elope.

Fang Zuo's spiritual consciousness was coldly sensing everything nearby, and he felt that the plot was becoming more and more clichéd.

This thing that connects the two people's neurons controls the direction of their neurons.

But the plot may be due to reading too many old European and American novels.

And come up with some such plots.

Fortunately, it doesn’t watch those popular online dramas.

Otherwise, I would be disgusted to death by it in the plot.

Fang Zuo's spiritual sense looked around this [universe].

His Ashura body, which was over five meters long and had not yet been retracted, was lying together with the naked Michaela Cohen.

There is an invisible force field beneath them supporting them.

A strange vibration was transmitted between the two people.

Michaela Cohen's petite body of just 1 meters is compared with Fang Zuo next to her.

Just like a little girl.

A small face lay on Fang Zuo's open right palm.

As big as a red apple

Hesitation is going through everything in the neurons.