Fast Traveling Cannon Fodder: Blackened Male God's Favorite

Chapter 143: The Palace Master's Unbridled Flirting (10)

Heart starts beating faster.

The slightly cool and soft fingertips gently brushed against his skin, making him itchy and numb, and the passing of time was more tormented than when he was poisoned.

Qian Lin tightly pursed her lips, pinched her fingers, tried to hold her breath, and forced herself to gradually slow down her heartbeat, but unfortunately, it didn't work much.

Even though he took off his clothes, obviously the cool wind was blowing, and even though her fingertips were slightly cool, he felt very hot, extraordinarily hot.

An Ning didn't notice anything strange about the boy and concentrated on giving him medicine.

Xuan Xieyu is vicious and merciless in his strikes. The little mute's body is full of wounds, so she is very serious not to let go of any wound. After all, it is really comfortable to touch, and it is also quite eye-catching. Scars are no good.

cough……

An Ning thought for a while, and said, "Get down."

Hearing this, the young man's eyelashes trembled, his thin lips collapsed into a line, and even his body tensed up.

"Well, just lie next to me." An Ning repeated.

Buzzing——, the ice sword placed next to it started to vibrate again.

An Ning ignored it, frowned, and slightly raised the volume, "Little dumb!"

The light fragrance tangled the nostrils, and the cool breath sprayed past, and her anger came from her ears, "Hurry up!"

The boy finally lay down on the bed as he said, very fast, but he never opened his eyes from the beginning to the end.

There was no hug as expected, only the girl said bluntly, "There are pants."

Chirin: ...

He suddenly didn't know if he understood, his lips parted slightly, and he really wanted to ask, but he couldn't say anything when the words came to his lips.

"Little mute, are you disobedient?"

The young man pursed his lips tightly, turned his face away, his ears and cheeks were secretly red, and his palms were covered with sweat, he knew it.

An. Miracle Doctor Ning, who just wants to apply medicine and has no other thoughts at all:...

After waiting for a while, someone still maintained this posture. After all, his patience was much better than hers.

An Ning raised his forehead, and said helplessly, "I won't do anything to you, what are you doing? It's like I'm trying to force an overlord to attack me. Even if I really want to force myself, you have something to do."

She is completely weak in this plane, and the role of the golden finger is not too obvious, okay, any expert can overthrow him.

"No, no way." Faintly, the young man's voice sounded, very low and hoarse.

peaceful:……

"Do you want me to take it off for you myself? Well, come on."

An Ning wasn't shy at all, she stretched out her claws, and didn't even try to pick it up directly.

The young man clenched his hands into fists, quite forbearing.

The obscene pants were pulled to the abdomen, and suddenly——

The ice sword jumped up and roared around An Ning.

"..." An Ning glared at the ice sword, but she still couldn't stop it, and instead screamed even more joyfully.

Frowning slightly, he said to Qian Lin, "Is there any way to make it stop barking? It's like barking /chun."

"Yes. As long as, drip, my blood, and..." Qian Lin said, suddenly paused, her voice became hoarse and dry, "Holy maiden, it can be completely quiet."

"Be quiet for a while." The last sentence was muffled and very low.

"It's that simple..." An Ning pushed her forward, stretched out her clean little finger, and handed it to his mouth, her pink lips exhaled like blue, "Why don't you bite it for me, I'm afraid of pain, and I can't do self-abuse thing."

Seeing that he was not moving, An Ning put her finger in.

The young man opened his lips slightly, and put her fingertips in his mouth...

An Ning narrowed her eyes and waited for the severe pain to come.

1 minutes later, no.

2 minutes later, still nothing.

After a few minutes……

The ice sword hovering above his head seemed to be very excited and screamed loudly. An Ning felt irritated, rubbing his fingers against his lips and teeth, and said anxiously, "You are biting, don't be polite to me!"

"Saint, touch it every now and then, and it will be fine."

After finishing speaking, the young man turned his face again and lay face down. An Ning could not see his face at all, so naturally he did not realize how amazingly red his face was.

An Ning was dubious, straightened up slightly and started to touch the sword, but she couldn't reach it. She got angry and shouted directly, "You bastard sword, come here!"

Sure enough, the ice sword landed in front of her, obediently rubbing her palm.

The world suddenly became quiet, except for the faint sound of heartbeat and breathing.

peaceful:……

Can't help but sigh, "You're so cute."

"En." The young man's lips were slightly raised, and he responded silently.

An Ning grabbed the hilt of the sword, stuffed it into the quilt, and threatened angrily when it moved again, "You are as disobedient as your master, right? If you move again, you will be thrown out! Don't be afraid, right? Then you Throw it in the fire and remake it."

After finally subduing the ice sword, he began to deal with its master.

An Ning turned her head and saw the young man's beautiful ice blue eyes.

His lips moved slightly, his long eyelashes quivered slightly, and there seemed to be a hint of pampering in his eyes.

The Golden Egg system said that this ice sword is a bloodthirsty sword. As for its owner, the young man in front of him——

Qianlin is also the first sect of Binglin Villa, a killing sword that was painstakingly raised with medicine and extraordinary skills.

Its heart is cold and its nature is evil.

Although he is a human being, he is no different from a weapon. He has a heart of iron and stone, and he has never failed to kill people when he is ordered to do so.

"The ice sword needs to be touched before it can heal..." An Ning leaned over him, leaned closer, and curled her lips, "What about you, do you want me to touch it before it heals?"

"Wh-what..." A trace of embarrassment flashed in the boy's eyes.

"Hush!" An Ning exhaled, brushed his lips against the boy's eyes, and said with a chuckle, "Your eyes have changed color again, do you know?"

The boy blinked, blinked again, and finally lowered his eyelashes, the clear shadows were alluring.

Ruyu's delicate face was quietly covered with a touch of powder, making her look captivating.

His heart seemed to be beating faster and faster.

An Ning's hand slowly caressed the young man's heart, caressing as if there was nothing.

A sword, a sword that had already aimed its blade at her, a cruel sword that already had a master...

How to seize it and use it for yourself?

An Ning's eyes were calm and clear.

Naturally, it made it willing to recognize the master, heh...

"Little mute, I really like you..." An Ning whispered softly, and her pink lips moved down to touch his slightly warm lips.

The color of the boy's eyes changed several times, his eyelashes kept trembling, and finally he closed his eyes.

While kissing, An Ning lowered his hands quietly and continued to pull his pants.

Qian Lin seemed to have investigated something, was slightly stunned, and grabbed her wrist in an instant.

"Hmm..." An Ning licked his lips, rolled his eyes and smiled, "What's the matter, you were quite obedient just now, won't you let him pick you up now?"

His face was flushed red, as if he had struggled for a long time, but he only uttered two words, "Holy, female."

The place he pinched didn't hurt much, but An Ning deliberately teased him, but fortunately she lowered her body and stuck to him through her clothes.

Said softly and weakly, "I just want to put medicine on your legs."

"I, myself, can." Qian Lin pursed her lips and said in a low voice.

"No." An Ning's eyes sparkled, her smile was alluring and alluring, "You are my guardian, I will naturally heal every, one, and place on your body."

(End of this chapter)