Kung Fu Soldier King

The moonlight spilled down. A little white like a fox jumped from Xiao Yan's arms, jumped to the window, and slept lazily against the bay window.

Xiaobai's hair is very white and bright. Under the moonlight, there are bursts of silver light. Unexpectedly, there is a feeling of immortality.

It has been almost haunted since it came to the seaside cabin, and likes to sleep high. It is very lazy. Only to be close to Xiao Yan and Lin Xianer, it is difficult for others to get close.

Xiao Yan couldn't sleep. His back itched badly. It was caused by the rapid healing of the wound.

If there is no accident, the scab will form in the early morning. After running tomorrow morning, the scab will fall off after taking a bath, and then leave a faint trace.

Unless the wound is poisoned or infected after the injury, it will not leave a scar. No matter how deep the wound is, it may benefit from the human experiment of master Si on Xiao Yan in his early years.

Thinking of the fourth master's experiment, Xiao Yan's scalp became numb. The huge medicine jar was filled with all kinds of strange medicinal materials. Then Xiao Yan was pickled in it like pickled meat, sometimes ten days and a half months, sometimes seven or forty-nine days.

As a result, Xiao Yan's cell density is now higher than that of ordinary people. Sometimes bullets hit him. With the same distance and position, ordinary people can get in three inches, while Xiao Yan can get in at most one inch.

Think of the four masters who are old and disrespectful, and think of the stern great master, the ruthless second master, who is charming and often teases his three masters, and naturally, the sinister and cunning fifth master.

His life in Europe can be said to be painful and happy.

While Xiao Yan was thinking, suddenly the door was gently pushed open. In the moonlight, Xiao Yan saw the cold song in only his thin pajamas and crept in.

Xiao Yan thought that he was right. This cold song is the kind of stuffy and coquettish goods. It looks cold on the surface, but it's not light in fact.

But he was afraid of lonely songs and was embarrassed. He simply closed his eyes, pretended to sleep and looked down to see what she was going to do.

Leng Qingge walked to Xiao Yan's bed and gently pushed him. Seeing that Xiao Yan didn't respond, he pulled up Xiao Yan's clothes.

Xiao Yan secretly thought, sure enough, he took the initiative to make such a shameless move. It seems that he thinks highly of her.

When Xiao Yan was disappointed with Leng Qingge, he was surprised to hear Leng Qingge and said, "it's so good that it doesn't need to change the dressing."

It was to change Xiao Yan's dressing. Maybe he was afraid that Jiang Qianhe would know, so he came in quietly.

Xiao Yan secretly scolded himself as a human being and misunderstood the cold beauty of jade and ice.

Leng Qingge saw that Xiao Yan was all right. He took the tray and was ready to leave. After a few steps, he suddenly turned back.

Sitting on the bed, she quietly looked at Xiao Yan and saw that Xiao Yan was sleeping deeply. She couldn't help but stretch out her hand and slowly rubbed Xiao Yan's firm cheek.

Suddenly, Xiao Yan stretched out her hand, pulled Leng Qingge into her arms, and then turned over and pressed it.

Ah

The voice of Leng Qingge was covered in Xiao Yan's mouth. She looked at Xiao Yan in amazement. Only then did she know that Xiao Yangang was pretending to sleep. Didn't he feel his uncontrollable actions? Suddenly blushed with shame.

"You still say you don't like me? Why are you so dishonest that you deceive yourself and others!" Xiao Yan smiled.

Leng Qingge pushed away his mouth with a black face and said unhappily, "you pretend to sleep to deceive people. You're dishonest, big liar."

"I don't cheat people, I cheat the heart, I want to cheat your heart." Xiao Yan said, pinching the Mimi of the cold song across his pajamas, and then put his mouth up.

Leng Qingge only wears pajamas and no underwear. She usually sleeps at will. That's how Xiao Yan saw her last time.

Leng Qingge's mouth was sealed and she struggled for a few times. She slapped Xiao Yan on the back.

After only playing, Leng Qingge regretted it, because she felt that Xiao Yan obviously took a cold breath. There is a deep bone wound on the back. Even if it recovers quickly, it will definitely hurt.

Seeing Leng Qingge stopped moving, Xiao Yan went too far. With his free hand, he lifted the hem of Leng Qingge's pajamas and touched it on his thigh.

The skin of Leng Qingsong is as smooth as silk, and the feel is really ecstatic. Xiao Yan immediately had a reaction. He was going to take off his big underpants.

When he slept, he only wore a pair of big underpants except bandages. And there is only a small inside in lengqing song. If it is really strong, lengqing song can't escape.

Seeing that Xiao Yan was moving seriously, Leng Qingsong was a little afraid. She wanted to push Xiao Yan away, but her hands were on both sides of Xiao Yan's body. As soon as she pushed, she moved to Xiao Yan's wound, so Xiao Yan was bound to suffer, and she was a little reluctant.

But if you don't push away Xiao Yan and really did that kind of thing with Xiao Yan, how can you face Jiang Qianhe.

This really has the stimulation of cheating, but Leng Qingge is a little resistant to this practice from the bottom of his heart because of Xiao He Naizi and Li Chen. Just about to bully him, a knock on the door sounded.

This is a critical moment. Who the fuck is so unhappy? Xiao Yan simply pretended not to hear and quickly pressed between lengqingge's legs.

Leng Qingge took advantage of Xiao Yan's upper body, hurriedly pushed his hands on Xiao Yan's abdomen, and then his legs worked together and whispered, "don't do this, go and open the door."

Xiao Yan kept pressing down.

"Xiao Yan, did you sleep? I went in when I didn't sleep." Jiang Qianhe's voice came from the outside. It seems that he will push the door soon.

Xiao Yan looked down at Leng Qingge. Leng Qingge looked at Xiao Yan pitifully and said in a pleading voice; "Don't let Chihiro know, please."

"Well, well, I can't stand women like this." Xiao Yan pulled up the quilt, leaned over and lay down, and the cold song was just pasted behind him.

At the moment when the quilt covered the lonely song, Jiang Qianhe also pushed the door in and said with a smile, "so you didn't lock the door. Why don't you turn on the light? I'll turn it on for you."

"Don't turn it on, don't you think it's romantic?" when the light is turned on, it's easy to reveal the truth.

Without the lights on, the moonlight comes in from the window. The room is not dark. It does have a hazy beauty.

Hearing Xiao Yan's words, Jiang Qianhe immediately beamed with joy and said coyly, "Uncle nine, you're so romantic. I thought you didn't understand amorous feelings."

"How could it be? I grew up in Europe. We all know gentleman etiquette. Just being a bodyguard, we can't dance with red wine every day?" Xiao Yan replied casually.

Jiang Qianhe stood in front of Xiao Yan's bed and stopped talking. Finally, he simply sat by the bed and turned his back to Xiao Yan. Whispered: "Uncle nine, in fact, I don't treat you as a bodyguard, I..."

What Jiang Qianhe said, Xiao Yan didn't pay attention at all. Because his hand, originally protecting Leng Qingge's back, saw Jiang Qianhe turn around and simply probe into Leng Qingge's arms.

With shame on his face and even a cold song with a sense of guilt, he quietly stretched out his hand and squeezed the soft meat on Xiao Yan's waist as punishment.

"Ah..." Xiao Yan suddenly exclaimed, interrupting Jiang Qianhe's self confession.

"What's the matter? Uncle Jiu, what's the matter with you?" Jiang Qianhe asked nervously.

Xiao Yan coughed and felt the tight body of the woman behind him. Then he said, "it's all right. Just now the wound suddenly hurt."

"I'll see if it's broken. Let me see." Jiang Qianhe said, going to lift the quilt.

Coldly Gordon held her breath, but she was behind Xiao Yan. As long as Jiang Qianhe opened the quilt, even if his friend was completely gone, he should be ashamed to commit suicide in the future.

Xiao Yan suddenly stretched out his hand, grabbed Jiang Qianhe's small hand holding the quilt, and said affectionately, "Qianhe, you're very kind to me."

Jiang Qianhe's character is very different from cold songs. Sometimes it seems that Jiang Qianhe is bold, dares to do and say anything, but in fact, Jiang Qianhe is very timid. Her heart almost jumped out when Xiao Yan grabbed her hand.

Leng Qingge's posture is completely different from that of Jiang Qianhe. Even her first kiss was offered to Xiao Yan at the gate of Binhai park. She is a woman who dares to love and hate. Xiao Yan is a hero. When she finds out, she is completely determined.

If Jiang Qianhe hadn't obstructed it, lengqingge would have lived with Xiao Yan. For example, now, Jiang Qianhe is so scared that he takes away all his hands, while Leng Qingge is half naked and pasted on Xiao Yan's back.

"Uncle Jiu, are you hungry? I'll cook a snack for you!" Jiang Qianhe felt that he was in love and didn't know what to do in his panic.

When Xiao Yan thought of the rice made by Jiang Qianhe, he felt sick. Even if he was hungry, he couldn't say he was hungry. So he quickly said, "no, I'm a little tired. See you tomorrow."

"See you tomorrow!" Jiang Qianhe waved happily. When he got out of the door, he didn't react, so he was sent away.

As soon as Jiang Qianhe left, Xiao Yan would turn over to cool the song.

Unexpectedly, Leng Qingge was already ready. He got out of bed lightly, and Xiao Yan threw himself into the air.

Leng Qingge saw him smiling, gave him a hard white eye, hit him with the pillow on his bed, and angrily went out of Xiao Yan's room.

When he went out, he was sneaky and prying. In Xiao Yan's opinion, that move was otherwise lovely. He likes lonely songs more and more. He dares to love and hate, but he takes into account his best friends. He must be very tangled in his heart.

After a meeting, Jiang Qianhe opened the door again and just saw lengqingge go back to the room. She asked, "Qingge, why haven't you slept yet?"

"I didn't have enough for dinner. I went to the kitchen to find something to eat." the voice of the cold song was nervous, like a girl who had just finished something bad.

"Oh, I'll go to the study to go to the menu, and you can teach me to cook delicious food another day." Jiang Qianhe seemed to know his shortcomings and decided to pick up the light.

Leng Qingge answered the voice casually and went back to his room. Jiang Qianhe said to himself, "Why are you in a panic? It seems a little strange recently, and I don't know where there is a problem."

After listening to the conversation between the two women, Xiao Yan smiled proudly. The cold song has moved. It will be his own Chinese food sooner or later.