“Sister, don’t move. I’m sorry.
The squealing itself followed by a beautiful hand on her shoulder.
“Favorite sister…”
Aga is a man of honor.
She found a human.
“Did you save me?”
The young man was awakened by the wind of the sea, and Aga placed him on a vast reef, and he was dipped in water, eating with a fish.
When she heard his weak voice, she threw away the seafish that had been chewing only bones and looked at him.
“Yeah. “I saved you.” I’m sorry.
The man rubbed his head, looked at her, stopped and seemed to see her.
Aga held his hand on the reef, pushed a little hard, pulled his whole body out of the water and sat on the reef.
She had her hair like a black silk, and her hair was dry and loose in a flash of water. The silver and white tails covered in the light of the sun, and the water was slapping, and under the sun, beautifully dazzling.
“Cough and cough…” The man, aware of his deformity, reacted and then thanked her, “Thank you, the sea is windy, if not…”
‘No more!’ Aga interrupted him, pointing to a small puddle on the reef, where a seafish struggled. “Eat something first. I’m sorry.
Look at him laughing.
The man was just distraught, not seriously injured, waking up much better, and he sensed that he was slowly returning to his body.
He slowly caught the fish and hesitated for a moment to eat it without changing.
It’s amazing.
“There are only fish in the sea. I’m sorry.
The man smiles a little, says it’s okay. He thinks the fish is delicious. Aca’s tail is on the surface, but nothing else.
“What’s your name? I’m sorry.
“Worried. I’m sorry.
“My name is Gara. “You can call me Aga.” I’m sorry.
“I’ll call you Zhang later. I’m sorry.
“Good. I’m sorry.
By the time his strength recovered, Aga was curious to ask for warmth.
She doesn’t remember anything about the world beyond the sea.
The mother of Aja died when she was young and she did not know who her father was, and naturally understood it.
She became aware of her life, looked at her with compassion, and told Aga a lot of fun outside.
He was a fairy-setter, who had spent many hours of his life under the ruins of Quinlan, and had taken on many tasks, and had seen a lot of things that could not be completed.
Aga listens to the taste, the light blue eyes are clear, and he looks at him.
It’s a little bit of blood.
He looked down and seemed to be thinking something, and Aga didn’t bother him and was playing with a conch.
She spends the rest of her time making herself happy, except for eating and sleeping.
After all, she had a long life without having to refine, and she had nothing to do and had to find boring things to do.
Today, Aga is two years from adulthood.
He is as gentle as his name, and he speaks very softly, and his story is always so glamorous.
Aga likes to hear him tell stories.
Every time a warm talk of a happy place, Aga rolls and rolls in the sea, and the white plaques on her are full of light and bright.
It’s a big deal.
Aga listened to it, raised her hand, looked at the tablets, moved her finger, and in the sun, she had a very beautiful finger between the roots.
“So I’m so valuable?”
Temperature is a cuisine, not interested in the masonate.
He smiled and looked at Aga as he showed up his scales, and lamented softly: “For a long time, even in the realm of cuisine, the prairie have existed only in ancient history … I had no idea that there was a pharaoh. I’m sorry.
“Of course there’s a man! “Acah has turned around in the water, spitting out a bunch of bubbles.
She didn’t say there was more in the ocean.
“Adi, let’s continue with the story. Agarh-Babard looks at him.
Warmly.
Where were we? I’m sorry.
“That’s the one who married the Queen’s daughter. I’m sorry.
“The toad is about to force the woman to worship the heavens and the earth.
So he stayed in the sea, and Aga felt that he had an endless story. Every morning, he told half the story and went out to the sea to hunt, waiting until the afternoon to continue with the rest.
There are longer stories, and he will have two or three days to finish.
Agar’s teeth and nails are of equal size to humans. She was also a minor, even more so when she looked so soft and tender, she had never seen her sharp claws and thought she was weak and had taken over the task of hunting.
She’s having fun.
It was the greatest pleasure of Aga to listen to a warm story every day, and now she doesn’t go looking for a conch, she doesn’t pull seagrass, she doesn’t even dig the pearls, and she plays with her warm heart.
Aga felt that such a day would last a long time.
Three months later, she suddenly told her she was leaving.
“Why are you leaving suddenly?” “Aga, open her eyes, anyone can see her surprises and frustrations.” I’m sorry.
“Sorry. “But Aga, I have to leave.” I’m sorry.
“Can’t Ade leave?” Aga wants to hear your story. I’m sorry.
“Is it because only fish can eat? * She’s so sad, so sad * Then she looked up again: “I could swim further and find good food for Aki.” I’m sorry.
“Not really. “I’ve been waiting for you for a long time, I’m worried, my brothers and sisters are waiting for me.” I’m sorry.
“Aca, I have to go. I’m sorry.
“Okay. “Aca’s tail was flat, her head was down, her face was buried in a long hair, her face was not visible, but she knew she was sad.
When he looked at the young man, he couldn’t help but say, “Aca …” and went on and said, “If you like, you can come back with me.” I’m sorry.
Aga moved, and the softness before the tail came back, and she raised her head a little bit, and the light blue eyes were so beautiful.
“Really?” she hesitated: “But Aga has never been free of the sea.” I’m sorry.
“It’s okay, I’ll take care of you. “I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m sorry.
“We can go back out of the world, out of the no-false sea or South China, and Aga doesn’t see the view outside, and I’ll take you for fun and go back to the ruins of Kunlun.
“Wait–” Aga interrupted him, “You just said, “There’s a lot of good in the world? I’m sorry.
“Yes. * And she’s so funny *
He was not finished, and Aga interrupted him again: “Stop it now.” I’m sorry.
“I’ll go!”
I don’t know.
Aga was put in a cage.
She said, “I’m not a demon, I’m not a witch.” I’m sorry.
“I don’t want to live in such an ugly bag.” I’m sorry.
He’s crying and laughing, he’s got a different style, and he’s making sure it’s a brand-new leprechaun.
At the end of the day, she asked: “A lot of good food. I’m sorry.
It’s nice to say, “Yes, of course. I’m sorry.
“There are lots of fun! I’m sorry.
“Yes. I’m sorry.
“Oh, this is so nice of you! “Aga cheers, no more angry, and stays in the cages of demons.”
He also kept his promise and played with Aga for more than a month before returning to the division.
Instead of going straight into the division, he took Aga to the rear of the ruins of Kunlun, where he released him from the cuckoo and swam into the pool.
When he looked at Aga, and his eyes were complicated, he finally said nothing, raised his hand to make sure he couldn’t get in, and Aga couldn’t come out, and he said, “Why don’t you wait for me here?” I’m sorry.
Aga licked the sugar man, took his place and said, “Okay. I’m sorry.
The sugar man in Aga’s hand was bought by her at a sugar-seller’s place in the mountains, when she gave a warm voice to a sugar man who was just like him.
His heart was sore, and remembering Aga ‘ s dependence and trust in him these days, the pitiful little pup looked at him with tenderness and tenderness, but he seemed to remember something and never returned.
Aga was waiting for him in the pool until the sugar people had licked and the warmth had not returned.
She drew water with her hands. Boring. This pool is too small for her to feel happy.
Wait a minute. Aga finally came back warm, but he still has a woman.
White dress, I see.
And then, for a moment, Aga said, “Aj…”
“Sorry, Aga.” I’m sorry.
Today I will kill you. I’m sorry.
Words are pure and pure, and no longer see the shadows of the past.
“Didn’t you say that you’re not interested in my scales? I’m sorry.
“Yes. “I don’t want your scales.” I’m sorry.
The next second he looked at the white dress by his side, and all the love in his eyes came out.
“I want your blood. I’m sorry.
It was not by the sea that the warmth passed, that he was headed for the prairie, and he needed the blood of the humans, and the lanterns, for the woman who was next to him.
Aga looks and regrets: a pity.
Too bad…
She didn’t eat him early.
There are too few warmths or experiences, and there are too many falsehoods in the outside world’s rumours about the prairie. What makes him think Aga is really weak? Is she really a good girl who depends on him?
How did Aga live without father or mother?
Warm never thought of that.
He was deceived by Agana’s light blue eyes.
Who would have expected such a clean and clear eye that its owner would be cruel and violent, with blood on his hands?
Nor would he have thought that he was only a little higher in the eyes of Aga than those seafish.
All the same, whether warm or seafish, is nothing but food in Aga’s belly. The only difference is that Aga wants to be fatter and fatter, so the food tastes better.
On the day of the sea free of evil, Aga saw from afar a fragrance of warm human blood, sweet and sweet.
Sniffed, and Aga slaughtered all the fish in the sea in order to cover up the scent of human flesh.
Fish blood is red and the sea is not scattered for days.
For those who engage in aggressive and widespread looting, it is no more than a routine practice for them to leave the town in Aga without drawing attention to it.
Aga was very pleased, after all, that she was not yet an adult and that she could not beat the grown-up, especially the male.
A man loves flesh and blood, especially human flesh.
But now, the food is on her own. Aga was so excited to dump his tail and saliva with sharp salivas, he couldn’t wait to taste his flesh, but looked at the man before him without knowing where to go.
It was the first time she had picked up a human being who had no experience of eating, and she was in some trouble.
Forget it. Aga licked his fangs, spreads his mouth to an incredible extent and just tried to bite it, and he stopped moving.
There’s only one person, and there’s no more.
He’s too skinny. Aga’s frowning. She likes to eat fat. Even seafish is fertilized.
Aga didn’t want to look for a place to grind his teeth.
Remembering the way she opened her mouth with tears, Aga for a while.
It’s useless!
It looks like it’s the life of an adult who’s a fish.
She was determined to be a male, and although she was now a female, her true sex was to be chosen as an adult.
He’s a young male, but he wants to be a female.
Aga doesn’t want to look like her, she doesn’t look like her.
With all due respect, Aga ate more than 30 fat seafish in a breath, and when she woke up, she was eating the last one.
The fattest fish, she left it for warmth.
Eat more, get fat, she’ll eat better. Aga smiles at her food.
Looks warm enough to finish the fish. Aga’s happy.
He said he had fallen into the sea, but Aga did not deny it. After all, many of the people who were swallowed up by the pagans over the years were humans who fished, but he was a pagan.
Aga can be sure he’s lying.
Surely, warmth comes not to the sea, but it is not the porcelain who is divided between the pagans, and the flesh of the porcelain is better than the flesh of mortals.
Aga’s more excited to think about it.
Aga does not care about the reasons for the warmth, he is too weak to get a single claw, and she only has a small fat taste of warmth.
Human beings are ingenious and cunning and are used to tricking their prey with their handsome and beautiful skins, and can easily deceive anyone if they wish.
Warm, no exception, but underestimating the sly.
Looking at the blue eyes and innocent little faces of Aga, he believed her unconsciously.
And Aga’s attitude towards her food is very inclusive.
She was particularly surprised that her food also told stories and that she was hungry enough to catch her own food without having to do it.
Interesting.
Aga thought that when he had no story to tell, she would tear him to pieces and swallow him.
The warmth is the end of the story, and Aga is really curious about the outside world, and he’s alive and warm after three months.
On several occasions, Aga could barely wrap up the spit in her mouth and pretend to be happy with the story. Without it, warm human flesh, it smells so good.
A young child of Aga, whose endurance these days has been greater than that of a child.
If she hadn’t thought about eating fatter, she’d have had it.
But it’s not over yet, but it’s nice to leave.
Aga was very unhappy, and she thought that one food had to have food.
So Aga’s tails were straight, and in his habits, the tails were straight, representing the sprint before the killing.
In the no-false sea, the Zen Man is the best hunter, and it is the simplest thing to hide his will to kill.
Abigail is no exception to the fact that she can accidentally dive to the edge of the shark, with the sharp claws of the hook — a sea full of water that is obscurous, a vicious shark’s intestines flowing everywhere, and she picks up the most tender and fattest part of it.
That’s how they grow up, and killing is their best play, like pulling water, looking for conch, digging for pearls.
Most common.
It is absurd to think that the world is weak and good.
Their reproductive capacity is strong, but they are still few in number, not because of some heavenly punishment, but because of the mutual killing of their fellow human beings.
But the gentle words to take her out to see the world stopped Aga from moving, not because she really believed in it.
Aga was just indignant, even though she was a pagan, she was confident that she could tear his coven to pieces at any time.
Sensors… aren’t we human?
How can a man of this power, a small human, be against him?
Aga wonders about the outside world, and she doesn’t have the money in a warm story, and as she gets out, she just uses him as a means of paying for it.
She was ready as soon as she promised to go back to school with him.
Get ready to kill him.
Kill him one or the whole door of Quinlon.
Once the meal is full, Aga can push the secret into early form, with both legs being born and, of course, the whole body.
She had nothing to worry about, but Naosho was in charge of the heavens and earth, and the sanctuaries killed and killed, but it didn’t control anyone.
It now appears, however, that the ruins of Kunlun have escaped and that only two of them have died today.
What makes him laugh is that he still thinks he’s dependent on him, and that he just feels stupid when he sees the flash in his eyes.
They’re not humans.
It is cold and cold, except for its own partner, even for many years, who, when threatening himself, still chooses to kill immediately and even to be cold to his parents and children.
The birth of Aga was not at all what she had previously said, that the mother died early, that the father was missing, but that he was dumped by his parents at birth.
That is just a gesture of mercy.
What about a human being?
What a delusion.
It is not hard for Aga to look at the ban imposed by the warmness of his eyes, but to tear it apart is to add more strength.
It’s hard for a sweet guy who licks a warm shape to fix it.
Agatha is a little excited, and her hands behind her back have slowly reached out with sharp hooks and ready to explode.
They are not able to refine, but their own body is strong enough to tear apart the body of the scavengers, and Aga is a young one, but they are more than there are before them.
And when the white dress opened its mouth.
“Second Brother, I appreciate your kindness. I’m sorry.
Her voice was empty, her eyebrows were sore, the whole body was so soft, her eyes were so pitiful and painful.
Aga looks at her.
– This guy must be delicious.
“Little, frowning, frowning.” I’m sorry.
And when the horns of the eyes rose red, she looked to Aga and said, “I have never been patient in my heart…” But she was still a minor and could not make lantern oil. I’m sorry.
Agathain went to kill, had blue eyes, and beautiful faces were innocent.
There was some disagreement about the warmth, but there was no way that he would be lucky enough to take back the young man, and if he was wasted, he would never bring back the second one.
“Brother, will you take her back to my yard or please don’t tell the master and the elders. I’m sorry.
“It’s hard to make them happy.” I’m sorry.
She was tried to be discouraged, but when I thought of Aga ‘ s harmlessness, I didn ‘ t say anything, and I didn ‘ t understand it.
He approached Aga, took her into the cuckoo by restriction and escorted her all the way to the courtyard of Baiqing.
“Stile–“and-a-kind talk is over.
He looked at him softly and looked down: “The second brother remembers what he did for me. I’m sorry.
It is only when you hear what you want that you want to leave.
He had a white berth in his heart, and naturally wished that he had a white berth in his heart, instead of looking at his brother every day and forgetting his second brother.
As soon as he left, he locked his yard door and entered the inner room, where she put Aga in her bath.
She lives in the best hill in the ruins of Quinlon, the most luxurious yard, where she has been deliberately repaired for her.
Water flows in the baths and is fresh daily.
It’s convenient for Aga.
Aga’s having a hard time eating this woman right now.
She thinks she’s too skinny, and she thinks she’s got a lot of dreams.
By the time he lets her out, he’ll be close. Aga smells her.
Zip–
Aga saliva breeds, and a large bag of saliva comes out.
He looked at her spitting water, his face snapped and he said, “What’s wrong? I’m sorry.
“But you’ve just been upside down? I’m sorry.
Aga kept his mouth and his nose in the water silently, and covered himself up. Just one eye out there, and the whites are not looking.
It smells so good.
Aga, who smells of white beaks, feels nothing but warmness, even a smug breath.
Where’s the sweetness in front of you?
This side of Aga’s tail has been flattened again, the back fingernails have slowly grown, and the teeth have been smooth and sharp, with nothing on his mind.
She had no choice but to mention that she had brought one with her warmth, which, fortunately, had not taken her hand earlier, otherwise such a lovely young man would have no chance of raising it.
When she saw Aga’s first eyes, she was captured by those light blue eyes and by the silver and white tails of Aga’s body. What woman doesn’t like a beautiful creature like this?
White Sing is no exception.
And now she looks at the little squirm in the water, full of affection, and wonders: Is it shy?
So cute and so cute.
She’s about to lose control of her screams.
“Your name is Aga, isn’t it?” He asked the little man in front of him carefully, waved, and said, “My name is Bijon.” I’m sorry.
It’s like you’re thinking about something.
Aga was just about to explode, and the prey fled. She’s a little confused. Did you find out about her murder?
It’s impossible.
They are the best hunters in the sea, and even on land they are the best hunters on land.
Must be for other reasons.
Not at all. The white ginseng came back with a plate in his hand.
She went back to Aga, picked up a piece of pastry and reached out to him.
“This is my cake. I’m sorry.
She was smiling at Aga, full of love. “Shall we try?”
Aga hesitated for a moment and was honest enough to approach the pastry, opening his mouth and bit.
Why don’t you just wait till you’re fat?
Aga swallowed the pastry, she was too skinny, she didn’t like skinny, she wanted fat.
Let’s eat her when she’s fat.
Agar put up with it, kept eating pastry, sweet and soft and smelly.
I didn’t realize that Aga had eaten a plate of pastries.
She decided to kill her when she finished everything she could do.
When Agha was raised again, he became a pitiful and harmless man.
“Friendly…” she softly looked down at White Diamond.
She even wanted to jump down the bath and hold Aga in her arms.
“Hasn’t the gentlest food for Aga? “The white man’s face is filled with anorexia of warmness, and he hears young children cry hungry, and a little anger.
Aga, thinking about the half of the roasted goat he ate earlier, noded his head in the guiltless place, softly “um” and kept looking at her around her neck.
Then he cried with a cry: “Sister, Aga is hungry. I’m sorry.
She just felt so soft and happy.
She tried to touch Aga’s hair with her hand, which was thin and soft, and she had a great hand.
The thin clavicles, the beautiful butterfly back, the silver slabs wrapped around the little twigs, and the only thing he thought was that Aca was beautiful enough to call her a tremor and make her feel sorry.
“Sister, make food for Aga right away! She rose up and willingly ran to cook for Aga.
Aga sank in the water, scratched her hair, and fell for a long time.
She didn’t get out of the water until she got back with the beads.
He looked at him and thought that Aga was cute and stupid, like a puppy.
“Aca, be good, eat now. I’m sorry.
Aga was also passionate about eating food, but she had a tweezer on her finger, which was warm and food without chopsticks, as she grabbed chopsticks at the moment, wondering how to do it, and the whole tweaked.
The image fell into the eyes of the White Diamonds, which was a mild abuse of the young, so she couldn’t even make chopsticks.
I’m sure there’s no good in Quinlon ruins!
Baek Sing was angry that even the young ones were hungry.
In a moment, she felt even more sorry for Aga and took a spoon of food.
“The sister feeds Aga. I’m sorry.
Aga’s heart was so comfortable with the food she had brought, that it was a little flattering.
Who can resist the beauty of the Queen?
That’s definitely not true.
Once they were fed, the days were longer and they became familiar.
Aga did not feel that she had been taken care of, and she believed that it was food for her master.
And so, occasionally, she would be so kind that she would be allowed to touch her head and touch the scales on her hands.
That’s it.
Aga is even more proud.
Every day, when the white man leaves, he is told to hide, and someone says, “No.”
Aga was tired of hearing, but nothing had happened.
But the food is like a warm story. No, it’s more than a warm story.
Temperature is too short, but more than a year and a half has passed, and Agar is about to grow up, and his food has never been the same.
It’s because Aga’s mouth is screaming for food, and she’s always allowed to give anything.
You’ll never eat her.
Abigail’s been so upset, it’s been so hard to keep up with her, but she’s cooking so good, and she’ll find herself a lot of little things to play with.
But not until she’s finished.
At night, she came looking for her daughter, who was washing her hair, and Aga was playing with that duck with a soap bubble on her head.
A year gone, he’s more mature than before.
Aga doesn’t want to eat him anymore. It’s smelly. It’s warm.
Want to puke.
Aga turned over, hid in the water, and the bubbles on his head were scattered over the water, and the silver-white little man didn’t want to see him.
The warmth of the eyes was a mixed mood, but he was very fast and stable.
“Ringle. I’m sorry.
It was rude of him to watch Aga hide in the water, to think that he had never fed her, and now he broke into his room without saying hello.
She was unhappy, but she did not speak.
“What’s the matter with you? I’m sorry.
It’s still a soft, tender, timid voice.
I didn’t think much of it, and I looked at him and thought that there was another man. I’m sorry.
“No need. “There’s nothing Agar can’t hear. I’m sorry.
It’s true that the mildest fear has happened.
And he said, ‘O dear, you know that Aga will soon be of age.’ I’m sorry.
“I know. “He took a pap and wiped the water on his hands. “So what?”
“It’s time to make lantern oil. I’m sorry.
When I heard the warm words, I remembered the blood of my ex-fructists.
She’s just saying, and who knows how to remember?
She looked at her face, and thought she couldn’t help it, but she saw it in her eyes. If he didn’t, he would have done it.
“Stil, I know you’re good. I’m sorry.
“But you can’t treat her like a human being. I’m sorry.
The last sentence is very long and seems to be trying to convince him and himself.
He’s so sad on his face, he’s so sarcastic, he’s so sick, he’s so full of shit.
There’s nothing good in Quinlan’s ruins.
She’s born pure. She’s a perfect lynch. That’s what Quinlon’s ruins did to keep her under.
Today, the cuisine has failed, and few can fly, and the net cascading furnace is too tempting for the censors, even the elders of the Kunlun ruins.
They’ve been waiting all these years for her to succeed in building the foundation, and they’re planning to do it in turn.
Baek-hoong only felt sick and deliberately failed to do his work, holding himself hostage, causing him to delay building his foundation and to doubt the master without proof.
So he had to claim that he was sick and sent people around looking for ways to get her to build a foundation.
Warm nature had no knowledge of these obscenities and had thought that he was sick, and had heard her say that human blood could save his life, he had gone so far to the sea that he had deceived Aga.
Until now, he also wanted to continue to collect blood-made lanterns from Agha.
He’s calm, he’s warm, he’s red.
“Brother, I’ll think about it. I’m sorry.
“Give me some time. I’m sorry.
When she came to a decision, she took back the thought she wanted to do. She’s so soft, she can’t do it when she’s in love with her husband.
Fortunately she’s still awake.
He looked at Aga in the water before he left, and finally said nothing.
As soon as he left, Aga came up and looked at her with his light blue eyes.
He thought Aga was mistaken. He jumped into the bath and went for a swim.
“Is sister going to kill Aga? I’m sorry.
The young girl came with a voice of fear, and she was in a state of deep pain, and she couldn’t care less, and she put Aga in her arms.
“No, how could I hurt Aga? “My sister lied to him and didn’t want the blood of Aga.” I’m sorry.
“Aca hates him. “Sister, Aga doesn’t like him. I’m sorry.
“Sister hates him too. I’m sorry.
The look on her face was like a lie, and Aga was so pleased with her breast and kept selling it: “If it were so good to me, Aga would have given it. I’m sorry.
“For my sister, Aga will do anything. I’m sorry.
It’s just that the blood of a human being is not a pixie medicine. It’s only a drop, and the poison in it is gonna bleed to death.
Aga smiles pure.
But she’s just saying, she’s not really going to give her own blood.
She’s dead. Who’s cooking for herself?
Aga is not stupid.
But her tears fell, and her arms were in her arms.
For a while, she sensed her own loss, wiped her tears, tried to untie Aga and slipped under her feet.
The pool is filled with beautiful beads that Aga likes, collected from the outside, hard and hard, because the little twigs like it.
But now he’s the one who’s the one who’s the one who’s the one who’s tripping.
Aga’s tail, from the back to the tip of the tail, was swung all over him, with a strong sense of somber, and it went right into his brain.
# And the gills #
Aga was only able to cry, and the whole thing stood still.
It is the most sensitive part of the human body, and it is generally only the partner who has the opportunity to touch it.
But Aga was still a young child with no memory, except that he knew that he should not touch his tail.
Now she’s out of control and she doesn’t know what’s going on. She can only be crushed by a strange feeling.
Baek-hoon was snorting a few sips of water in order to stabilize herself, and she heard Aga’s moaning and thought she had hurt herself and looked at her.
The eyes of the young are covered with tears, their faces are red, their whole body is flat and they fall soft in their arms.
He’s got it all under control.
Aga came over a long time ago, and she cried and cried. This time it was real, not to fool him.
Large tears spilled out of her eyes and fell to her chin as a pearl in the form of tears.
“No cry, no cry, don’t cry, don’t cry. What’s wrong? Is something wrong? I’m sorry.
Aga’s a little collapsed and she doesn’t know why she’s doing it.
But she knew, subconsciously, that no one else could touch their tails, absolutely not.
“Sister touched Aga’s tail. I’m sorry.
“Sister touched Aga’s twilight…”
In the end, he received a box full of beads and touched Aga’s tail, but it seemed to trigger something.
Since then, Aga has been so sticky that she’s always wanted to hold her, and the shy Aga has suddenly been so passionate and even a bit of anecdotal.
But soon, she couldn’t laugh.
As Aga approaches the age of majority, and the masters and elders become more and more impatient, he no longer wants to deceive him.
She tried to escape from the ruins of Kunlun with Aga, who was still a minor and could not imagine her legs, so she had to wait until she reached the age of majority.
Aga was with him on the day of the ruins of Kunlun, but it was much better.
She also wanted to leave the land in light, but she was too weak and not stupid and would never do anything like a pebble.
Anyway, it’s important to get out of here.
I don’t know.
Aga had hair when she had a comb with her hair. She was very cool and warm and held her hand.
It was only then that she realized that Aga seemed to be coming of age.
There is really too little information about the ancient origin of the Zhuang people, and there is no idea what should be done to alleviate Aga ‘ s discomfort.
Let her hold herself.
But Aga soon let her go, swam right in the bath, rolled in pain and splattered a huge bouquet of water.
He’s anxious and waiting for Aga to make it.
Half an hour before Aga calmed down.
Baek-hoong watched her grow in circles, her hair grew wildly, spread out in the water, covering her own eyes, and finally saw only the white tails of Agah, as though they had been carefully washed, flashing bright light, and looking pretty good.
At that time, the tails suddenly moved, and the water surfaced, and the waves rose. The broad fins are like veils, and the tails are like skirts, and they are pure silver and white, but without cause they reveal a splendour of beauty.
She’s so obsessed with her eyes of wonder and praise. She’s so beautiful that it’s hard not to call humans crazy.
Cheng Jia, while she was in a coma, quickly swam behind her, with his hands on her shoulder, with beautiful fingers like jade, suddenly felt very wrong.
Aga’s hand looks good, but the hand is so big, it’s a slight bone, it’s the hand of a man.
But Aga is a female!
She’s got a bad feeling about her, her breath in her back, a long, long leg on her waist.
She closed her eyes and wanted to play dead.
But Aga did not allow Qingo’s young voice to come from his ears with a slight mute.
Aga called her.
“Sister. I’m sorry.
It’s embarrassing.
When Aga saw her ostracizing herself, her face fell down, and then she thought of something, and her face changed so poor: “Did sister not want Aga?” I’m sorry.
He ate this, so he opened his eyes and said, “No, no, no.”
“It’s just that Aga is a boy and sister is not used to it. “The eyes of White Diamonds are groaning and weak.
Aga’s unhappy, he’s hungry for a white beryll, but she touches his tail and he can’t eat her.
Maybe it’s just now, and he’s very unstable.
“Not used to? You touched my tail! You touched Aga’s tail! I’m sorry.
Aga’s eyes are red, and you’re crying. I’m sorry.
He doesn’t know what it means to touch the tails of a man, but Aga, who has a memory, knows.
This means that Aga and Peking have made a deal, and that this life will be the only one of each other.
But he is human and is not bound by contract.
Aga is a Zakat, and upon the conclusion of the contract, she is recognized and never changed. If he doesn’t want him, Aga will be alone.
The fact that his partner is human makes Aga feel insecure.
It also became clear that touching the tails of the cyborg should be a terrible thing.
Otherwise Aga wouldn’t be so excited.
“What happens when you touch the tail?” “I’m sorry.
Aga buried her head on her shoulder and couldn’t help but look up and grind his earlids with his teeth. He’s careful. Put away his teeth and make sure he doesn’t hurt anyone in his arms.
She was so soft, she couldn’t get Aga.
After half a mile, Aga returned to her.
“Sister will be the female of Aga, and I will give her a little fish. I’m sorry.
“What? What’s the matter? — “With all the energy he had, he pushed his head away, he turned his head, and he saw the way Aja Sung-chun, and the rest of his words were swallowed, and it wasn’t impossible. I’m sorry.
I’m afraid she can’t see anyone but him.
Aga, who is full of her, looks nothing like the girl she was before, and the beautiful face is made like an angel, and every inch is incredible.
The light blue eyes, the long eyelashes were low, and he seemed so depressed.
I don’t blame her for profiling.
Aga was so beautiful.
At the moment, he looked at her, and her eyes were filled with wounds pushed away, tears fell down on her cheeks and turned into pearls, and the white man was in a state of panic and used to hold him in his arms.
But I didn’t see the cynics in my arms laughing.
Aga still wants to eat a berry.
But you can eat her in another way.
It may not be until now that the charisma will understand that they were born deep-seated hunters, but, unfortunately, she has been wrapped up in a hysteric net.
“Aca’s favorite sister. I’m sorry.
“What sister wants, Aga gives you. “Aga, knowing that he couldn’t listen to his sweet words, deliberately fell on her.
“as long as sister doesn’t leave Aga. I’m sorry.
“Did Aga want to leave the ruins of Kunlun?” I’m sorry.
“Where my sister is, it is.” When you leave the ruins of Kunlun, you’ll be taken back to a fish without fear.
The second part of the sentence was filled with silence in his heart, and Aga snuggled.
“Sister wants to leave, Aga takes you away. I’m sorry.
I’ll be right back.
Aga looked so harmless, remembering the young ones before her, she only felt that he was full of all four big words.
At this point, the white boy forgets that the more beautiful things are, the more toxic they are.
The same rule applies to the parrot.
Aga walked directly out of the gate with the white beaks and went to the front of the Quinlan ruins, where the two men moved and the whole of the Quinlon ruins were awakened.
Sorja’s claw tore the F-F-F-F-F-F-F-F-F-F-F-F-F-F-F-F-F-F-F-F-F-F-F-F-F-F-F-F-F-F-F-F-F-F-F-F-F-F-F-F-F-F-F-F-F-F-F-F-F-F-F-F-F-F-F-F-F-F-F-F-F-F-F-F-F-F-F-F-F-F-F-F-F-F-F-F-F-F-F-F-F-F-F-F-F-F-D-F-F-F-F-F-F-F-F-F-F-F-F-F-F-F-F-F-F-F-F-D-F-F-F-F-F-F-F-D-F————–
It is because self-confidence is unmistakable that the master of the Kuala Lumpur ruins connects to the FLNKS as his own.
I don’t want to have a Aga today.
They were strong and far removed from heaven, and now Aga has become more powerful and fierce.
Young energy is always undisturbed, and Agha has destroyed all the gates of Kunlun’s ruins as a result of his carelessness to show his power in front of his female.
She didn’t stop it, she looked cold, she just felt so happy.
She’s not a good person. How can she feel guilty?
After all these years in this hellhole, you can’t even eat your food, but you have to smile and behave.
She’s had enough.
The strength of Aga also gave her a sense of comfort, but today it would have been easier to get out of the ruins of Kunlun, and if they had tried to stop him, he did not think how good it would have been for him.
The sharp claws, just swirling…
She finally saw that the pagans were not as weak and righteous as they were heard, but rather were strong and violent, and could easily crush the pagans by their own power.
It’s heavenly love.
He was so envious.
The people of Kunlun’s ruins are coming and warmth is coming. He looked at the handsome man who was pulling the bell.
This is Aga?
No, it’s impossible.
He denied that Aga was a female, and that she should be weak, beautiful and self-sufficient, rather than the one in front of her, wearing a white dress, with her hands like a knife and a strong, tall adult male.
Who could it be? He knew, as did he, that there was only one man in the ruins of Kunlon and only Aga, whom he had raised.
– Maybe he was tricked at first.
Beautiful face, sweet voice, must it be a female?
It is a coincidence that Aga looked at him and was not proud and humbled, and that the light blue eyes were not a single colour, but a mockery and provocation.
The warmth of the heart rises in anger, but he has already felt the horror of the pompous man, and naturally does not dare to move any further.
He wanted to be decent and Aga refused.
The law of the jungle is common, whether it be a sea free of vanity or a cuisine.
Aga was not a good man, so he opened his mouth to the gentle, innocent: He sent me here. I’m sorry.
People watched the warm eyes change.
It’s true what Aca said, and he didn’t deny it.
And she’s tired of being warm and self-righteous. After all, nobody is a saint, even if it’s for her.
Nor is his purpose simple.
Isn’t it the weak and the weak who eat?
Look at all the others, the white man is not as weak as he was before, but he says, ‘I, the white man, have broken away from the ruins of Kunlun!’ I’m sorry.
Master, Master, Elder
And as soon as she scoured those hypocrites, she said, “The devils don’t want to say much, so do yourselves.” I’m sorry.
It’s the last thing she’s ever had.
From now on, we’re in debt!
The master of yellow clothes also wanted to fight, was stopped by a strong master, and his head was shaken, and he sought refuge from the instincts of a pianist. Even if he was stopped, he understood that neither the man nor the furnace could be left behind today.
Aga smiled with a smile and looked at the warmth, and he did not like the warmth of his eyes.
He’s looking for his female.
From the point of view of killing, Aga just tried to do it, but suddenly stopped — perhaps even more painful if he lived.
In some cases, more than when the prey is torn to shreds directly, the prairie prefer to torture in more brutal ways, which makes them increasingly excited and happy.
Today’s Aga no longer wants to eat the warmth, spends too much time with Shiraito, and the smell on him is so dirty and disgusting.
And grunting, and suddenly he took up the berth, and wandered away in front of the people.
He was forced to stand by when he watched him walk away from him and felt nothing but bitterness in his mouth and a bloodthirsty burst of his throat.
Are you sure he’s not moving in the face of that beautiful man?
Thought there was, so he told her a story, took her to play, tried to kill her without actually doing it … He was complex about Aga.
But he was also really in love with Baek-hoon for many years, or else he wouldn’t have been searching for her and trying to save her alone… but she didn’t do anything about it.
Even hated him.
He was tricked. He laughed. Aga went from “she” to ” He’s never been the one he thinks he’s been, and now he’s been tricked into taking away the woman he’s loved for years.
This Quinlan ruins, I’m afraid, can’t stay.
He didn’t know the master’s character, he pretended not to understand.
In this situation, he has been stripped of his name in the hymens and is better off beaten up by Aga, but he does not want to die.
It’s a sarcasm.
If Aga is strong, he will be punished by the winner.
He regrets it. He regrets it.
It should have been known that the pagans are precious and exist only in ancient times, and not because they are weak and innocent.
It’s a total loss.
I don’t know.
Aga finally took him back to the sea.
He found an island for his female, a place where no one would harm him. As for his companions, Aga didn’t care.
It’s so free.
One person settled.
The benefits of the pure voodoo were quickly revealed, and she was able to rise at a terrible rate.
She also knew that the young Aga had lied to her before, but was angry that he looked at himself as food and gambled with him for days.
In the end, it was only after the tears had been shed that he could be forgiven.
In any case, he’s already her male, he’s just a grown-up, and she’s very sensitive.
Aga is a good boy.
Until he came to the island with his scent as a child, and Aga exploded again.
Just because he was so cute, Acha was so jealous that he drove out the door with the assurances that he wouldn’t eat.
“How can Aja do this to her friends?” I’m sorry.
Aga took her, and his body was stuck to his companion, and he was displeased with saying, “I am your man.” I’m sorry.
By the way, it’s not about being cute, it’s about being cute.
She laughed, “Aca needs friends. I’m sorry.
“Aca doesn’t need friends. “Aca has a sister and does not need friends.” I’m sorry.
“But…”
“No But!” Aca broke up with White Diamond and took it seriously, “My sister and I have important things to do. I’m sorry.
“What’s wrong?” I’m sorry.
She didn’t wait for her response and Aga fell.
Little Hung shouted with excitement,
“The little fish.”
Quantified
White Sing realized something was wrong.
Aga swam in the morning and caught the freshest seafish, and her eyes were sent to her.
What can she do?
Eat it, of course.
But she didn’t think that the seafish that she ate in the morning would be weird until now. A stench of fish rose out of her stomach and made her sick to vomit.
She was forced to endure her physical discomfort and returned when she was covering her heart.
He left what he had in his hand and fled to his companion.
Sister! I’m sorry.
Baek-hoon, who looked in his arms and tried to comfort himself, suddenly smelled fishy seawater on him and had a second stomach.
Aga’s eyes are red, and he’s made a deal with Shiraito, so naturally she can feel one or two of her thoughts.
I don’t like the smell of myself.
He suffered greatly, but had to release his female, a little further away from her, lest she suffered even worse.
It’s been half an hour since the business came back.
Turning her head, she found Aga with her legs in her back in the corner, with a big body convulsing into a puddle, and the whole thing looked pathetic.
It’s funny that Aga didn’t like to walk with his legs, and he had to hold her in his arms and leave the ruins without wanting to return to the sea, and the tail was sore for a long time.
She later built a bamboo house on the island, where Agatha dug a large pit and dug up all the beautiful pearls of the sea and laid them at the bottom of the pool.
He used to be able to be in the water, but now it’s half an hour before his legs turn into tails.
It’s probably bad.
He knows his cock too well. He can’t let himself get away with it.
But it doesn’t matter. She’s always got a thing for Aga.
“Good Aga. I’m sorry.
It’s a long way away.
He was not discouraged to look at Aga, and his voice was soft, but more like he was saying to himself, “What has Aga brought back to his sister today?” I’m sorry.
“It must be all I like…”
Aga swayed and stood up, dragged something that had just been thrown away, softened his legs to the side of the White Junction.
He buried his head in his sister’s arms and he wouldn’t talk.
Let’s go with him. The barley has opened its own web, full of utilisors.
And a dozen and a dozen of the pagans who have died by sea eat nothing but flesh, and have no interest in what is outside them.
But instead of the charades, she needed them, so Aga, in order to please his female, often went to the depths to search for the treasures. The fairy-setters in the sea were stripped clean and clean of their bones, even worse than the scavengers.
As he looked up, Aga suddenly lifted his head out of his arms.
He dumped his long hair and watched as he was extremely unhappy, full of twitching, depressed and irritating.
It took me a long time to say, “I’m going to have a little fish.” I’m sorry.
“Really? I’m sorry.
On the contrary, she was surprised to have her eyes wide open and her hands soared.
Is there really a little Aga in here?
Aga doesn’t want to nod his head, but there’s a little fish in his belly.
When he was lying in her arms, he smelled a strange smell from her leg, young and alive, and he had a memory that naturally knew what it was.
He hates it!
I’d rather not like it.
It’s the bad guy who came to rob his sister!
She knew how small it was, she touched Aga’s long hair, and she softly comforted: “Well, well, didn’t Aga keep saying that he wanted to have a little fish?” Why are you so upset now? I’m sorry.
Aga was disgruntled in his heart and defended himself by saying, “It’s because Aga likes to make little fish with his sister.” I’m sorry.
“Aga doesn’t like small fish.” I’m sorry.
But now it’s in the bellies and Aga can’t handle it.
He’s so happy to be a mother, he’s in his own mood, he can’t turn around for a while, and he’s left behind.
She still felt a little weird looking at her waist.
Is she really going to be a mother? And it’s amazing that she’s carrying a fish, and she can’t feel it.
How long will a human be pregnant in October?
He doesn’t know, neither does Aga.
Apart from him, there has never been a union between man and man, and Aga is not sure.
One man is lost, so it’s natural.
The baby is growing up in the bellies, slowly, and it seems to have established some connection with the mother and felt each other’s existence.
This is probably a unique bond between mother and child.
She enjoyed the time she had with her, and she loved her and Aga’s children.
Aga, though stingy, was too busy to turn around his partner, more than ever before.
The baby is growing very fast, but for two months, though he still has a thin waist, he looks at it with a good look, but he can see that the baby’s abdomen has tumbled, but she feels nothing but sweet.
She thought that a baby fetus should also be like a human fetus and spend 10 months in her own body to see the light.
It was unexpected that, in only three months, the baby had to leave the mother.
At the same time, he was in the pool, and Aga was stuck to her left leg, and he was clumsy enough to wash her hair.
The atmosphere was perfect, and there was no sign that a tiny thing had suddenly slipped out of her leg, while the white berth and the baby had lost their sense of each other.
“Gah! I’m sorry.
She was so scared she didn’t know what to do.
She’s holding Aga’s arm, and she’s vulnerable: “The baby is gone…”
Aga stabilized her emotions, inserted her in the water, smelled the smell of her legs, and, when it was too small, caught her young, wandering around.
The young man, with the exception of his silver tail and his black hair, was almost transparent, while he was lying in the hands of his father, with his tongue closed in his eyes.
“It’s a female. @Agay: #Jan25
“The chicks! “Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey. Your father loves pearls! I’m sorry.
No, Aga looks at her and denies it in her heart. Aga loves her dear sister.
She looks at her cubs and spits out her tongue, and she feels cute and sad: “Is she hungry? I’m sorry.
But she suddenly remembered that she didn’t know what food a young woman could eat.
“Well. I’m sorry.
Abigail ignored himself and the boss didn’t like it, but he pulled a fat fish from the corset next to it, slashing it over the baby.
This fish is much more obese than the larvae, and there is reason to suspect that Aga was deliberately committed.
The next scene, however, surprised her, when the pups who smelled food turned to pieces, the softly-painted fingers turned into claws, and easily cut fish, with their eyes closed.
When she finished, she was covered in fish blood.
Aga grabbed the little fish and squished them in the water, and saw the white man’s heart startled.
Perhaps this is the real reason why so few people are here?
But she didn’t think it was the worst.
Aga! I’m sorry.
She’s a little angry when she looks at her innocent face.
She severely criticized him: “How can this be done to children?” She’s so young. Do you think you’re a good father? I’m sorry.
Acah, didn’t he just throw a little girl in the pool?
There’s so much water in there, she won’t get hurt.
Besides, that’s how they come.
Aga had wanted to express his displeasure, but then thought that in two days, he could throw away the little thing.
But for two days, he couldn’t make her angry.
He managed to get the baby back, and my sister seemed to want to play with this little thing, and he was so jealous.
Well, good luck.
Aga thought well and took advantage of her sister ‘ s failure to take advantage of her chance to throw her out.
But he’s been waiting three years for this!
The pearls were turned from a big fish to a fish as big as half a coral. He really looked at the young so hard that Aga couldn’t make it.
He couldn’t figure out why his children could grow up with their parents.
It’s not like that.
Aga never met his father and mother, and the pearls should be just like him.
However, the pearls finally left, but not by Aga.
She doesn’t want to be with her parents.
And those who are ungrateful, know that only their companions will be able to accompany each other for a long life.
These are the marks of their souls, and the pearls are no exception.
He finally chose to let go.
She was on the shore with Aga, and she saw her own raised fish, leaving the sea.
Remembering that time, she was happy to learn that she lived in her own stomach.
The eyes were red and red, but the moment was clear.
Go ahead.
My pearl.
Do whatever you want.
After all your life…
Mother, only one ride with you.
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I don’t know.
Keep your eyes on the road.
