Immortal Cultivation Simulator: Starting From The Empress’ Palace

In the room of the lonely man and the widow, it was quiet, and only a sound of breathing could be heard from time to time.

For the first 20 years, Jiang Ruoqing mostly stayed in the ** faction, and the ** sect was in a deep mountain, practicing and meditating every day, and rarely had the opportunity to go out, and the ** sect was a single lineage.

In the next five years, she was also looking for a disciple to inherit her mantle. In addition, she had no revenge from her teacher, so she had no time to think about other things. Therefore, for more than 20 years, it can be said that even a man's hand has never been touched.

Not to mention kissing.

This made Jiang Ruoqing uneasy, her eyes widened, and she looked at the handsome face that was attached to her face.

He clenched his fists with both hands, put them on his waist, raised them at one time, and put them down at the same time.

It was not until her courage was measured that Jiang Ruoqing couldn't help pushing Chen Mo away.

Although she had already thought of this day, she was also prepared in her heart.

But when it actually happened, coupled with the weird feeling produced by her body, it made her restless.

Seeing Chen Mo's puzzled gaze, Jiang Ruoqing bit her lower lip: "You...your hand..."

"Man in the world is basically the same when it comes to this. You'll get used to it in the future."

Chen Mo was not in a hurry. After coming over, he lay beside Jiang Ruoqing: "I think you are too nervous, and I am too anxious. Slow down, the evening is still long, let's talk first."

Jiang Ruoqing had never experienced such a thing, so how could other men know whether it would happen or not, so she could only let Chen Mo open his mouth to speak, and Jiang Ruoqing also nodded to Chen Mo's words.

In her opinion, it can be delayed for a while.

Chen Mo was chatting with her.

But Jiang Ruoqing didn't really have the intention and mood to chat, and she couldn't be nervous, so she could only answer from Han Hu.

And Chen Mo sings Dan Huang alone, so naturally he can't talk anymore.

Following Chen Mo's silence, the house fell into a strange silence.

With a sigh, Chen Mo spoke again, this time the title is rather numb, at least that's what Jiang Ruoqing said.

"Ruoqing, what state are you in now?" As Chen Mo said, he raised his hand and embraced Jiang Ruoqing's waist, hugging the soft, boneless and slightly plump body tightly in his arms.

Jiang Ruoqing tensed up, took a deep breath, calmed herself, and said, "Mid-grade two."

Twenty-five-year-old second-rank, in the Canglan Continent, his talent can be said to be on the top.

"Amazing, as expected of a woman I like." Chen Mo said.

If he didn't pack his bags, he wouldn't even have a chance to see her.

Jiang Ruoqing always felt that she could hear some sarcasm and did not speak.

Chen Mo grabbed her hand and continued, "Ruoqing, do you know how to teach those people how to reconcile yin and yang?"

Jiang Ruoqing naturally knew that the Taoist sect had it in the Taoist scriptures, and there was even the method of double cultivation, but the sect of the ** sect had a single pass, and it was useless for her to learn it by herself, so she didn't learn it.

However, she had read the magic formula, and as a second-rank martial artist, after reading it, it would be difficult to forget it.

Seeing that she didn't speak, Chen Mo continued: "Exactly, I will, and I still have..."

Chen Mo whispered in Jiang Ruoqing's ear.

Jiang Ruoqing's face was blood red, because what Chen Mo said was shameful.

An ambiguous breath filled the room immediately.

Especially at this time, the blue light suddenly went out, and it was even more prosperous.

Jiang Ruoqing's breathing was chaotic.

For innate warriors, darkness has no effect on them.

Realizing that Jiang Ruoqing had become distraught, Chen Mo leaned over and took off Jiang Ruoqing's embroidered shoes.

He thought that Luo Zhen and Xiao Yunxi were already beautiful enough, but he didn't expect that Jiang Ruoqing was even more beautiful.

There is a poem how to describe it.

The phoenix shoes are tossed together, and the socks are removed from the light cream. Who will change the white jade, and wither the fragrance of soft hooks.

Jiang Ruoqing's feet are beautiful.

Chen Mo held her beautiful feet in his hands and played with them carefully.

Jiang Ruoqing's Qingshui eyes were completely soft, her feet were arched and she was still struggling, but she had nowhere to escape.

rustling...

rustle.

I don't know when, there was a strong wind outside the window, and there was drizzle in the wind. The sound of the rain became louder and louder, and finally fell on the eaves with a crackle, which perfectly covered up some faint whispers.

...

I don't know how long has passed.

When Jiang Ruoqing opened her eyes, Chen Mozheng looked at her with a smile, the window was bright, obviously it was the second day.

The numbness of her limbs and the memory of last night made her quickly close her eyes, then buried her head with the quilt, acting like an ostrich.

But the more she thought about it, the more angry she couldn't help it, so she stuck out her head and bit Chen Mo's shoulder, until the blood was bitten out, and she didn't give up. He didn't feel as bad for him as Luo Zhen and Ye Wanqiu...

She was tossed twice last night, but the bad guy still didn't let her go.

"Relieved?" Chen Mo put her in his arms, and this little pain didn't take it seriously.

Jiang Ruoqing is not a little woman, she doesn't lie in Chen Mo's arms and say something crooked, she just gritted her teeth and said coldly, "Excessive."

Yep, obviously not relieved.

Chen Mo was not at all embarrassed, and said, "You were not like this last night. You even called my good brother here."

Then Chen Mo felt a surge of infuriating energy.

That's what Jiang Ruoqing radiated.

Chen Mo stopped teasing, and quickly appeased, and then said, "Ruoqing, you can feel your own strength now."

Jiang Ruoqing felt it for a while, and then raised her brows, it was actually the late second stage.

She widened her eyes.

Chen Mo looked at her with a smile on his face.

Double cultivation also depends on the strength of both parties. The higher the strength, the better the effect.

Jiang Ruoqing is still a virgin~www.readwn.com~ has good talent.

It is not surprising that the strength has been improved.

Of course, this is for Chen Mo.

Jiang Ruoqing didn't know that Chen Mo had the air of Fenghong.

Her expression became complicated.

Even the reason why Chen Mo was so excessive last night was to let her improve her strength.

At this moment, the anger in her heart disappeared a lot.

But admit it, she can't admit it.

For Chen Mo, coaxing a woman is already commonplace.

Seeing that her attitude had eased a lot, she hurriedly coaxed her liver, baby, and so on, so numb to the point of goosebumps.

Jiang Ruoqing thought it was Chen Mo who admitted the mistake, so she borrowed the donkey and put her head on his chest.

Chen Mo stroked her hair and said, "You and me will go back to the Chen residence later and see her."

What Chen Mo said about her, Jiang Ruoqing knew that she was the bride she saw that night, and immediately shook her head: "No."

Although she didn't know who the bride was, she was so small that she would be embarrassed to see the older one.

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