Pokémon: Pick up the super dream treasure box at the beginning

Wang Ming also came over at this time.

Fang Yuran was concentrating on applying medicine to Bingyibu's wounds. When she saw Wang Ming coming, she raised her head and glanced at him, and said with some embarrassment: "Um...can you wait for a while? Bingbing is a little injured. , I want to help it apply the medicine first."

"I will not break my promise to you, you can rest assured of this."

Fang Yuran patted her chest and assured that it was just less elastic than Wang Mengmeng's.

Wang Ming behaved very generously, "Don't be in a hurry, I have plenty of time."

"Thank you."

"You are a good person."

Fang Yuran breathed a sigh of relief, glanced at Wang Ming gratefully, and then continued to apply medicine to Bingyibu.

Wang Ming's mouth twitched and he was speechless.

Why are these words of gratitude so awkward coming from Fang Yuran's mouth?

What does it mean to be a good person?

It felt like I had been sent a good guy card after failing to express my love.

Just kidding, he is the invincible and super handsome man in the universe who is loved by everyone, so how could he be rejected?

Inappropriate, these words should not be applied to him.

So, Wang Ming took a deep breath and said solemnly: "I'm not a good person. Well, absolutely not."

"what?"

Fang Yuran looked confused, opened his mouth, and tilted his head to look at Wang Ming in confusion.

However, Wang Ming did not explain. He just sat aside and closed his eyes to rest.

After waiting for a while, Wang Ming smelled a faint aroma drifting towards him.

Slowly opening his eyes, a beautiful silhouette appeared in front of him.

"I'm fine, where is your elf?"

"Oh."

Wang Ming responded and released the giant pincer mantis.

"Go ahead, this is the reward you deserve."

Wang Ming greeted the Giant Pincer Mantis.

The giant pincer mantis nodded, and then walked up to Fang Yuran.

He exhaled and closed his eyes.

With a snap, he lay on the ground.

As if to say, come on, please ravage me hard.

Fang Yuran looked at the giant mantis lying on the ground, chuckled and said, "You don't have to close your eyes."

Wang Ming said something leisurely.

"It's okay, it's quite shy."

Fang Yuran was stunned and didn't say much.

Take a deep breath and get started.

Well, the body of the Giant Pincer Mantis is pretty hard!

This was Fang Yuran's first feeling.

Being hard is not good, it is difficult to serve and it is a challenge for her.

Fang Yuran's soft hands began to roam around the body of the giant mantis, and after finding a spot, she pressed it hard.

Then stroked gently again.

Sometimes hard, sometimes gentle.

Sometimes it goes deep, sometimes it goes shallow.

After a while, the Giant Pincer Mantis felt a warmth and softness in its body, as if its cells were shouting with excitement.

Unable to hold it back for a moment, the Giant Pincer Mantis let out an imaginative moan.

Wang Ming's face turned red and he couldn't help but look at Fang Yuran.

But she saw Fang Yuran acting like nothing happened, her face not red, her heart not beating, as if she hadn't heard anything.

Wang Ming couldn't help but sigh in his heart: "As expected of a professional, he is really dedicated!"

As time went on, Fang Yuran's hand began to speed up, and even the moans coming from the mouth of the giant pincer mantis became much more frequent.

Wang Ming was so upset when he heard that cry that he almost couldn't even hold down his gun.

Fortunately, with a powerful exhalation, the massage finally ended.

"All right."

"This massage technique is inherited from my family. It can relax muscles and is very useful for elves who often fight."

Fang Yuran retracted his hand and stood up.

Wang Ming saw that his thoughts were still unfinished, and he suddenly felt itchy and asked.

"Can your massage technique be used to massage people?"

Fang Yuran was stunned and glanced at Wang Ming in surprise.

Seeing the expectant look on his face, he thought for a moment and nodded: "Okay, but I've never given anyone a massage."

Wang Ming looked happy, "How about you give me a massage?"

"I won't take advantage of you either. You give me a massage and I'll spar with you."

Fang Yuran was thoughtful and nodded after a moment.

"can."

"But we have to wait a while, my Ice Eevee hasn't recovered yet."

Wang Ming became even more excited.

"It's simple, look at me."

With that said, he walked to Bingyibu's side.

Stretch out your hands and cover Ice Eevee's body.

Immediately afterwards, a force containing mysterious energy emerged from his hands and lingered around Bing Eevee's body.

When Ice Eevee's body encountered that mysterious energy, it immediately became excited, as if it were a glutton, constantly devouring energy.

Within a moment, all the injuries on Bingyibu's body disappeared, and his vitality returned to its original state, full of vitality.

"Ibrahimovic!"

The resurrected Bingyibu let out a joyful cry, jumped into Fang Yuran's arms, and rubbed Fang Yuran's chest with his little head.

Fang Yuran's beautiful eyes were full of surprises.

Ice Eevee, who was still a little weak before, was resurrected with full health in the blink of an eye. Isn't this incredible?

"how did you do it?"

Fang Yuran looked at Wang Ming in disbelief and asked, like a curious baby.

Wang Ming smiled mysteriously.

"Hey, secret!"

......

Soon, the two began to fight for the second time.

Needless to say, this battle ended with Wang Ming's victory just like the previous one.

Fang Yuran also gave Wang Ming a massage as promised.

That feeling, what a cool word?

It couldn’t be more exciting, it’s so exciting!

In fact, Wang Ming has become obsessed with this feeling.

If you don't do it for a day, you will feel uncomfortable all over.

"Again?"

After the song ended, Wang Ming asked with unfinished meaning.

"it is good."

"But I have to trouble you to help me treat Bingbing."

"To thank you, I will give you two massages this time."

Wang Ming's heart skipped a beat.

After a lot of fussing, it was time to enjoy it again.

Once for the Giant Pincer Mantis, once for himself.

Share the blessings and share the difficulties.

Wang Ming is still very loyal.

Again and again, again and again.

Finally, Wang Ming felt a little too happy and his body began to feel weak.

"I can't do it anymore. Let's rest for a while."

"Okay, I'll go practice with Bingbing for a while."

Fang Yuran nodded, wiped the glistening sweat from his forehead, turned and walked aside.

Wang Ming couldn't help but be curious and asked.

"are not you tired?"

Fang Yuran replied: "I used to do it often, so I'm used to it."

Wang Ming nodded thoughtfully.

Sure enough, there were only exhausted cattle and no plowed fields.

A day of training is coming to an end.

At night, everyone faced a crucial test.

This test is about whether they can continue to stay here.

Perform well, enter the competition, and create your own glory.

If you don't perform well, you will be eliminated and go home.

Everyone became nervous at this moment!