The Elf Guide is in my heart

"You don't want me to stay alone to get dressed, do you?" Lan couldn't believe it.

"Ah?" Ning's eyes widened. His expression was exactly the same as Lan's.

Ning knew that the latter was a bit spoiled like her Nidona, but she never expected that it would reach such an extent.

You're not a princess, why can't you dress alone. Could it be that I have to serve you and dress you? Ning did not turn around for a moment.

Although there are kingdoms and princesses in the world outside the area, there are maids who will serve them and change their clothes.

But, you Lan are not.

"Help me, are you a man?" Looking at Ning who stopped, Lan wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes.

Nidona on the side also looked at Ning with some dissatisfaction.

"I'm a man, shouldn't I help you change your clothes?" Ning Bu was shocked in her heart.

I am not your man, and you are not my woman. Do you want such intimacy?

But when Ning's eyes glanced at the female secretary on the ground again, Ning realized what the latter meant.

Lan wanted Ning to help her take off the clothes on the female secretary and then give it to Lan.

After all, for her who is a bit pampered, it is really difficult to take off a dead man's clothes, isn't it?

What's more, people don't even dare to look at it.

"Oh, hahaha, sorry, sorry..." After thinking about it, Ning could only touch his head in embarrassment with one hand, and pretended to be dumbfounded.

Lan turned his head to the side, hugged Nidona in his arms, and pouted, as if he was angry with the latter.

Ning naturally had no way of knowing this scene.

He hurriedly walked to the female secretary's side, and an unpleasant smell hit his nostrils.

The smell of burning, blood, and corroded floors.

This series of flavors mixed together made Ning's stomach churn and his eyes began to hurt.

In all these years of Ning's life, this was the first time that his eyes were hurt.

Ning had to hold his breath to hold back the nausea.

That alluring and graceful body had no head, which allowed Ning to work without any trouble.

It's just that Ning is not a pure resident of the elf world. He comes from a country where "life is the most important thing."

Regardless of whether a person was good or bad in life, after death, he should be treated with the respect he deserves as a deceased person.

"I'm sorry, the situation is urgent, please understand." Ning simply muttered in his heart, and then began to move his hands up and down.

In fact, there were only two pieces of clothing that he needed to take off, which were a white shirt and a hip skirt.

The first thing he took off was the white shirt, but because the female secretary's entire head was burned off, some unpleasant-smelling blood was also stuck to the collar.

"You put this one on first." Ning stood up and walked to Lan and handed it to the latter.

But Lan just glanced at it and frowned, with disgust and disgust on his face.

Not to mention psychologically, physically, the blood on the collar makes it almost impossible to breathe.

In fact, at this moment, Lan really didn't want the latter to think that she was a spoiled young lady.

But that smell really made her despair.

Ning Ziran saw the latter's embarrassment, grabbed the white shirt, and opened the clothes with both hands.

"Big needle bee, double needle." Ning ordered.

The Big Needle Bee understood the master's intention, raised the steel needle in his hand, and struck a hole in the collar of the white shirt.

Then, Ning began to tear open the bloody area with his hands.

After some operations, cold sweat appeared on Ning's forehead again.

The quality of this white shirt was really good. It was too difficult to tear. In addition, the burned hand was forced to use force, which affected the wound. It was so painful that the corners of Ning's mouth twitched.

"Ning, I'm so sorry, I..." Lan's heart was full of apologies.

But Ning put the white shirt in front of Lan, interrupting the latter.

Rather than being polite, Ning thought it was better to quickly put on clothes and leave.

Lan put on a white shirt on the side, and Ning started to work on the next piece of clothing.

Unlike a white shirt, a hip-covering skirt is very simple as long as you unzip the waist and take it off.

When he took off his white shirt just now, Ning's fingertips inevitably touched some indescribable places, but not this one.

But what should have been a very simple operation made Ning suddenly break into a cold sweat and freeze in place.

What he saw, he couldn't believe his eyes.

He quickly turned around and looked at Lan's back at a loss.

The latter had already put on a white shirt, which was buttoned and draped over his back.

Suddenly, she seemed to feel something, stopped what she was doing and turned around, and the two looked at each other.

"What's wrong?" Lan asked confused.

"Senior Lan, this dress is not easy to take off." Ning said solemnly.

Lan didn't speak. Fortunately, Ning's squatting body blocked the body of the female secretary, otherwise it would be difficult for the latter to even face in this direction.

Lan noticed the hesitation on Ning's face.

"Ning, isn't this your first time?" Lan said helplessly.

"What's the first time?" Ning was puzzled.

"I mean, you, is this your first time seeing a woman..." Lan said as the temperature of her cheeks began to slowly rise.

If the latter is really the first time, then Lan can do it by herself, but Ning has to ensure that she blocks the upper body of the female secretary.

But Ning shook his head calmly, "No, it's for other reasons."

"Huh?" Lan was a little confused. Why can the white shirt be taken off, but the hip-covering skirt can't?

And looking at Ning's negative answer, Lan had to think to herself: "Did he look at women in the past..."

Considering Ning's age, Lan had to think to herself: "If you don't learn well at a young age, you start to spend time and energy on girls. It's really..." At the same time, Lan didn't know why, but she felt a sense of loss in her heart. what happened.

Ning covered the upper body of the female secretary, blocking Lan's view, and pointed to the inside of the hip-covering skirt.

It seems that Junior Ning is indeed in trouble, but what trouble is there with the female secretary?

Lan increased the speed of her hands, but what she never expected was that she was also in trouble.

"Ning, I..." Blushing suddenly covered Lan's face and neck, and her skin color turned red.

Only the white legs proved the latter's original skin color.

"what happened?"

"I can't buckle..." Lan lowered her head, and the voice seemed so small that only she could hear it.

"What did you say? I didn't hear clearly." Ning stood up. The latter's voice was too quiet, so he had to get closer.

"Can't buckle..." Lan had to say again, but her voice didn't improve at all.

When Ning almost put his ear to the other person's mouth and his nose could almost smell the latter's body fragrance clearly, he heard the latter's words clearly.

"Can't button it up!?"

"What a joke!"

"how is this possible."

Ning came around and his eyes widened instantly.

Oops, can't it be buckled?

The white shirt that Lan put on was always missing the most critical point.

Ning had to lick his lips subconsciously, and then looked at the undescribed place of the female secretary. Ning could only sigh.

The place of the female secretary is a size that no man can control with one hand. The white shirt that is so "tolerant of everything" is dead on Lan's chest.

No matter how hard the latter tried, he could not button the most crucial button. Ning knew that continuing like this would just be a waste of time.

"Let me help you."

"But..., is this okay~" Lan resisted a little, but her hands loosened her clothes. The thought of being watched in that part of her body made her heart beat wildly.

Ning looked at the white snow and couldn't help but think silently, "This woman says no, but her body is really honest. This woman..."

It has to be said that men and women have different individual strengths. Once Ning gets started, everything becomes different.

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"Wait, Ning, please be gentle, you hurt me!"

"It's still a little bit close, just hold on!"

"Slow down, slow down, I can't breathe!"

"what!"

"Ah, uh, uh~"

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Nidona looked at her master's expression with interest.

The latter had a complicated and changeable expression on her face. Was she extremely uncomfortable or enjoying herself to death?

It seems it’s time to figure this out.

After a lot of work between the two of them, the white shirt was finally buttoned up.

But when Ning looked at the latter, he almost felt like he was about to burst out. That button seemed to be stretched open at any moment.

This shirt and this button were not designed for girls of Lan's size. If they were not of high quality, they would have exploded long ago.

Moreover, wearing a white shirt without a collar on Lan, even her charming collarbone can be clearly seen, and the whole person exudes a seductive aura.

"Huh!" Lan Xiang was sweating. Her eyes never dared to look into the latter's eyes.

During the operation, Ning's hand had to touch her indescribable places. In the end, his whole hand was squeezing her, making it difficult to breathe.

But fortunately, the button is finally on, and Lan is struggling to move his upper body.

But for some reason, Nidona, who had been keeping the spikes on her body, inadvertently placed the spikes on her body within the range of Lan's activities.

The tight white shirt made it difficult for Lan to breathe. She wanted to change to a more comfortable position, but unexpectedly, she felt pain in her waist, and Nidona's spikes lightly pricked her.

"Ah!" Lan screamed in pain and fell forward.

Ning was also caught off guard, unprepared to see Lan fall on him, and the two fell to the ground.

The burned hand was pressed tightly against his chest by the latter's indescribable place.

"Ugh!" Ning cried out in pain again.

"Nidona, what's wrong with you!?" Lan looked at his elf angrily.

Since the two met each other, Nidona has never hurt Lan, and the relationship between the two is very harmonious.

Nidona looked aggrieved and innocent. She lowered her head and covered her eyes with her hands, not daring to look at her master.

"It hurts!" Lan gently stroked the wound on her waist.

Fortunately, he was not injured, and Nidona was unintentional, so Lan couldn't do anything.

At this moment, Ning really wanted to take his injured hand out from between their chests.

But helplessly, the latter's entire body pressed against him.

The pain in his hands almost made him unable to move.

At the same time, Ning saw Nidona looking at him with an ambiguous expression.

That look seemed to say: "Silly boy, I can only help you so far!"

(I solemnly declare that this novel is a serious elf combat upgrade article.).

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