"Kong Qiu'er!" Si Fan was going crazy, "What do you mean by reluctantly accepting it? How am I not perfect?"

This didn't seem right, Si Fan said again, "You have broken my virginity. My master told me not to break it within five years. I have endured it for four years, and it's only one year away." .”

"What can happen if the boy's body is not broken?" Kong Qiu'er asked doubtfully.

"Of course it affects my practice of Taoism!"

Si Fan stood beside the bed with his hands on his waist. His clothes were not fastened and his chest was still exposed.

Kong Qiuer saw the red and purple spots on it, as if there were teeth marks of her own. Her face turned red and she turned her head away, "At your level, it doesn't matter whether you can break the body of a boy or not. Even if you are asked to endure 100 Even in years, you can’t catch up with me.”

Si Fan was furious and put on his clothes in a few seconds, "In this case, I don't want to be a Taoist priest anymore."

He let his hair down and scratched it, "I won't keep this bad hair anymore."

After that, he turned around and left the hotel.

Si Fan left the hotel, found a barber shop, and cut his hair short. Looking at his handsome self in the mirror, he felt a blockage in his heart.

Is it because he is too handsome that the witch Kong Qiu'er is interested in him? It's really shameful that he is afraid of that little witch Kong Qiu'er.

The key is that he was very upset last night and only let out one leak.

After Kong Qiuer stirred him up again, he turned over and fell asleep when he was satisfied. He stayed there in a daze all night, and didn't say anything to vent for the second time.

He almost wanted to call his uncle and ask if this situation would affect his future abilities.

After cutting his hair short, Si Fan went to the mall again and bought some casual clothes. He had had enough of the shabby Tao uniform.

Si Fan went to the last restaurant to eat alone and went to the movies alone, but he just didn't want to go back to the hotel to face Kong Qiu'er.

It was getting dark and he had to go back to the hotel. He was worried that Kong Qiuer would call his father to complain. If his father really flew over to teach him a lesson, it would be really embarrassing both inside and outside.

When he opened the door to the room, there was no movement at all. Si Fan searched every corner but could not see Kong Qiuer.

Where did it go?Si Fan sat on the sofa and took out his mobile phone, hesitating whether to call Kong Qiuer.

While he was hesitating, his phone rang. He looked down and saw that it was Kong Qiuer's number.

Si Fan exhaled and suppressed his emotions to answer the phone, "Hello? Where have you gone?"

"Hello? Are you the one who came with this little Taoist priest yesterday?" A man's voice came from the mobile phone.

"Who are you? Where is she?" Si Fan asked with a frown.

"I'm the waiter at the bar, the same bar you came to yesterday. This little Taoist has drunk too much. Can you come and pick him up?"

Si Fan hung up the phone and sat on the sofa for 5 minutes before getting up and going to the bar to pick someone up.

When he arrived at the bar, Si Fan saw Kong Qiuer at a glance. She was still in the same position as yesterday, with a circle of people surrounding her.

"Little Taoist Priest, look at my palm. How long can I live?"

"Are you looking to see if I will have great fortune in this life?"

……

"Give way!" Si Fan squeezed in and saw the empty cups on the table. He drank more than he drank yesterday. He pulled Kong Qiuer up, "Why did you drink so much?"

"Si Fan?" Kong Qiuer half-closed his eyes and touched Si Fan's hair, "Why did your hair become shorter?"

"Hehe, he's still handsome!" Kong Qiuer hugged Si Fan's waist, "Si Fan, don't get angry with me anymore, otherwise I will..."

Si Fan covered Kong Qiuer's mouth in time, fearing that she would say something scary, "Go back with me!"

The man sitting opposite Kong Qiuer stopped Si Fan, "Wait a minute, I invited the Taoist Priest to drink two glasses of wine, and she hasn't finished reading it for me yet!"

Si Fan frowned, glanced at him and asked, "How old are you this year?"

"I'm 28 years old, what's wrong?" the man asked doubtfully.

Si Fan snorted coldly, "If you stop us again, I will make you die at the age of 28! Is it necessary to calculate whether you are rich or not?"

"You!" The man became angry and rolled up his sleeves to beat Si Fan.

"Si Fan, I promised him that if he buys me a drink, I will read his palm," Kong Qiuer leaned into Si Fan's arms, took the left hand of the man opposite and gestured on it.

"The life line is very long. It will not be a problem to live to 90 or [-] years old. The wealth is also good. Big wealth is not as constant as small wealth. The love line has many branches now, which proves that you are a bit carefree. If you can be emotionally dedicated, you will be good at your career. Helps.”

Kong Qiuer said something, and the man nodded after listening, "The Taoist priest is quite right. I really don't make a lot of money now, but I am not short of money to spend. It turns out that there are too many women!"

Kong Qiuer put her arms around Si Fan's neck and didn't know whether she was talking to that man or Si Fan, "So, men must be more dedicated to women, so that they can accumulate wealth!"

Si Fan lowered his eyes and looked at Kong Qiu'er, clenching his back teeth. If he dared to go out to find a woman, he would probably be chased and beaten by this little witch, and she would even send ghosts out to scare him.

Um?Why does he think so? He hasn't accepted this little witch yet, okay?

"Let's go back to the hotel first." Si Fan led Kong Qiuer to the door, half dragging, half hugging.

When I walked to the door, a few people happened to come in, led by the short-haired man who had read the fortune telling yesterday.

When he saw Si Fan and Kong Qiu'er, he hurriedly stepped forward and said, "Two Taoist priests, if you have time, I would like to treat you two to a meal."

Si Fan said impatiently, "Look at how she looks, can she still eat? Besides, what time is it now, what kind of food should we eat!"

The short-haired man was not angry at all, and said in a good-tempered manner, "I am not thinking well. Can you leave me your contact information and make an appointment tomorrow?"

Si Fan left his mobile phone number. He knew without asking that it was Kong Qiuer who had made the calculation accurately. The short-haired man wanted to make more detailed calculations.

He has many friends and many paths, and he understands things in society very well!

Si Fan took Kong Qiu'er back to the hotel, took off her Taoist robe, and put her on the bed.

Kong Qiuer's eyes were fixed on Si Fan. She licked her lips, thinking of the taste last night, which seemed pretty good.

She pushed herself up and got out of bed and rummaged through her bag again.

After Si Fan saw it, he walked over in a few steps, snatched the bag away, and threw it out the door. He stood in front of Kong Qiuer, "What do you want to do again by rummaging through things?"

"Hold you!" Kong Qiuer grabbed Si Fan's collar, "Save you for resisting."

Si Fan panted heavily, closed his eyes and calmed down for a long time, but he actually wanted to immobilize him to force him. If he, Si Fan, didn't turn over, he would have no chance in the future.

Si Fan opened his eyes, started to tear open Kong Qiuer's clothes, and grabbed her softness with one hand, "Today I want you to taste the feeling of being raped!"

……

Kong Qiuer liked this feeling very much. After it was over, she lay on Si Fan's chest, "It turns out that being raped feels so good. Next time, I will rape you and let you enjoy it again!"

Si Fan:......

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