Chapter 1892 (1/2)

She was a charming woman with a bright and clear face. Her red hair was scattered and her chest was half hidden in the water. Even if the fog was around, she could feel her fullness.

The man was red.

Yunqing, the chief of Hongyan college, once cooperated with them in the secret valley trial and was very impressed with her.

Because although Hongluo has a fiery face of imperial sister, her personality is more male than that of a man.

She remembers that there is a very peculiar attribute of the red blood race. Before adulthood, everyone is asexual, and after adulthood, they will be transformed into corresponding genders according to their favorite objects or their own cognition of their own gender.

But Hongluo didn't know what went wrong when she transformed her gender. She thought she was a man, but she turned into a woman.

Cloud light words looking at the enthusiasm of the red fall, can not help but subconsciously close their swimsuit, want to leave.

Before she left, one hand held her tightly, and put her whole person to his chest area, ”light talk sister! Long time no see! ”

In the cloud light speech almost suffocate before, red fall just let her go, a pair of eyes big open wolf light to see to the Star LAN, ”eh? There's a little beauty here? ”

Cloud light words heart health vigilance, block between red fall and Star LAN, ”fall boss! Xinglan is Ji Weiran's person. Don't attack her. ”

The red falls to flatter an eye a hook, will plump chest a firm, ”everybody is a woman, fear what. You have some, Uncle Ben Bah, there are also girls! ”

Little Little girl? Cloud light words mouth twitch, before did not know who, a listen to others take her as a woman on the rampage. Now it's easy to admit it!

Hongluo's bold and dissolute behavior suddenly attracted other people's eyes, whispering and whispering, of course, were not good words.

No matter how aggressive and open-minded the upper bound women are, they can't do such a style. After all, she has been a ”man” for nearly a hundred years. No one can match her in terms of face.

Being said behind his back, red fall not only did not rise, but provoked the eyes of a dissolute young man and looked at those women who were talking in a low voice.

The arguer was stunned. Under the red fruit's warm eyes, a trace of shyness appeared on his face and turned his head.