The veterinary sister paper of Fengshen

This problem stems from Ningxiang thinking that the male god is so active, which is unscientific.How could such a cold male god be so active? First he showed a cold expression, then his tone was stiff, but in the end, the male god actually approached him proactively. During the period, his words were even more ambiguous, his actions were intimate, and the iceberg would melt at every turn. This is really weird ah.

Could it be that the male god fell in love with her at first sight?This should have been a good thing, but Ning Xiang remembered a very important point, she is now a fake teenager!

Legend has it that there is a Brokeback Mountain in the heart of every man of the sex. Could it be that the male god has taken a fancy to her as a pseudo-boy?

The saddest thing in the world is not that the person you love doesn't love you, but that he loves you, but there is a Brokeback Mountain in his heart...

What should I do? Here it comes again... Ever since the two of them rode on the white horse, the male god has moved his hands and feet to the pseudo-teenage girl, showing all kinds of gentle and infinite hospitality, caring and greetings, that considerateness Er is simply a good boyfriend in the 21st century.

"The road is a bit bumpy, do you want to come up a little bit?" Kong Muyi looked at Ning Xiang's swirling hair and suggested kindly, but Ning Xiang was shocked.

The possibility of being a bender is a little more, not only is it a matter of not being kissed, but men and women also don't have a blind date!Male god, you don't prefer chrysanthemums among flowers, do you?

Well, I have to find a chance to try it out, but what are you looking for?

Along the way, Ningxiang, who was thinking about important issues, ignored the male god's hugging his waist first, and then leaning very close, which to her was equivalent to whispering teasingly.After all, as a voice control, the male god's tingling voice is really painful and happy to hear.

When she arrived at the school dormitory, Ning Xiang came to the bed, opened the knot and saw something in the package.Ning Xiang instantly thought of a good way to be firm and straight, she smiled ambiguously.

When Ning Xiang said hello to Kong Muyi, she wanted to go out to enjoy the beautiful moonlight, so she leisurely left.

It's Yang Jian who is strict, second uncle, he can't see how the room looks messy after being robbed.He shook his head, passed a spell casually, everything belonged to everyone, and how many books suddenly appeared on Ningxiang's desk?

Doesn't the little girl not love the boring book knowledge of this era? Could it be that she wants to study hard now, and is she really here to learn when she comes to the academy?Sure enough, she is not like the little girl who loved to act coquettishly and begged to let her go when she read a book when she was a child.

Suddenly there is a sense of relief that my family has a girl who has grown up. This is the plot that the uncle who is like a father and brother often imagines.

Thinking of Ningxiang's childhood, in order to avoid Su Aniang's devil education, she used all eighteen martial arts.One day I have a headache and the next day I feel dizzy. Anyway, I have used all kinds of reasons, until Ningxiang's conscience realized that she had let poor Xiao Wang go, and she was ready to be a good woman in the old era.

Yang Jian walked to the table, picked up a beautifully packaged book with a simple style, opened it, and his expression of relief froze on his face, and then it weathered and shattered into slag.How could he have forgotten the little girl's ignorant nature...

This is a very colorful picture book, and the participants are so artistic, posing in various poses that can only be made by gymnasts.Isn't this the masterpiece that the little girl specially invited him to read together?A collection of various styles of abstractionism and impressionism, classics with the sacred meaning of promoting the birth of life!

She never forgot to bring her beloved little yellow book with her in the academy, really...Yang Jian just wanted to take back his silly and naive thoughts just now.

"Mu Yi, this isn't bad." Ning Xiang appeared behind Yang Jian at some point, patted his shoulder, winked, as if I'm good to you, brother.

"Come, come, come, let me tell you that there are more exciting things, hey, this, this, it's really a romantic look of dying under the peony flower." As a relatively conservative virgin of ten thousand years, the second uncle has never seen such a powerful picture, and even more so. Don't mention any good brothers and sisters get together and tell a few nasty jokes.

So the unethical thing like sitting with the little girl I love and reading pornographic books really makes my second uncle a little shy.

Ning Xiang looked at the male god's blushing ears unconsciously, and smiled, looking like something was going on.The male god didn't hate seeing men and women performing Zhou Gong's ceremony, but his shy expression made Ning Xiang put down her worries.It seems that the male god is still straight and straight in the room, like a ten thousand year old virgin, hehe.

No, a virgin is a virgin, why do you need to add the adjective Wannian, no matter how you look at it, he doesn't look like a male god!This strange memory came out to make trouble again, Ning Xiang shook her head vigorously, trying to shake the naughty memory out of her mind.

Ning Xiang's actions made Kong Muyi look at her worriedly, with an indescribably soft voice: "What's the matter, Xiangxiang?"

"It's okay, I just remembered some strange pictures again, this is almost an old problem. Let's continue to read the picture album." Ning Xiang raised her head and replied, smiling to comfort the male god, while being moved, the male god's gentleness still It was really intoxicating, and he became more and more determined to throw down the male god.

Unexpectedly, Ningxiang hadn't started to knock down the male god she liked, but the male god acted first.

"Just to see what's interesting, why don't you actually practice it." As he said that, the tall man put his arms around the waist of the thin boy beside him. His almond eyes stared at the man stupidly.

The painting style is too fast, and Ningxiang can't react a little bit. The high-cold male god becomes gentle, which can be said to be the melting of the iceberg, but the rhythm of turning into a volcanic prodigal son in an instant is really strange.

"Such a move is called the Overlord's Bow. If you want to refuse, you will give up." The male god's eyes aimed at Ningxiang's hands that made a rejection on his chest, and a satanic smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, dangerous and tempting.

He took Ning Xiang and turned around to the door, took the handkerchief and dipped it in the water to fish it out, lingering on her face pitifully and ambiguously with his hand, sometimes teasing the tip of her small nose, sometimes covering her shy almond eyes.

In the darkness, I couldn't see the male god's expression, but Ningxiang could only hear the deep and joking voice, "This trick is called by the side of clear water, mandarin ducks playing in the water."

The hand that put down the kerchief slid towards Ningxiang's neck at some point, the big hand with well-defined joints, and the slender fingertips lightly picked up the beautiful butterflies, and the beautiful butterflies scattered, flying with the light blue petals.

Clothes were all over the place, and the two standing up had only their white inner clothes left.Looking at Ningxiang's blushing smiling face, trying to cover up something, he glanced at him and chuckled, "This move is called undressing, and we'll be honest with each other."

After finishing speaking, before Ningxiang could do anything, he acted again, and as soon as Ningxiang fell down with Ningxiang, the two of them lay firmly on the Datong bunk, "This last trick is called sharing the same bed, everyone be slept together."

This trick is called...

After a busy day, Ning Xiang already felt drowsy. After these actions, Ning Xiang was exhausted and fell asleep in surprise, joy, confusion and worry, leaving the man staring at her tenderly.

Occasionally, Ning Xiang, who has a sweet sleeping appearance but an unusually messy sleeping posture, dishonestly wants to stretch out her hand to put it outside the quilt. Yang Jian is always very helpless. Contrary to his expression, he gently puts his small white hands into the quilt .

Of course, it's not only Uncle Yang Jian who is greedy for Ningxiang's sweet sleeping face, but also Kong Xuan. When it's his turn, he will always hold Ningxiang in his arms forcefully.During this period, Ning Xiang was always reluctant to get out of his encirclement, but in the next second, she was wrapped in her arms by a strong arm.

So after the intense bedtime exercise, Ningxiang was in a trance, swaying around. She was awakened by the male god Kong Muyi in a daze, got out of bed, put on her clothes, left the warm bed and went to the morning exercise field.

Unexpectedly, Wu Fuzi didn't ask the students to practice such a basic movement as squatting horse stance, and started to practice the triple jump directly.Before Ningxiang could figure out what was going on, the male god who caused her to lose her mind stood in front of her with a cold and serious face, and started the actual operation.

At first glance, the male god is a person with a foundation in martial arts. A rookie like her who doesn’t know anything and can only do a few Tai Chi gestures, cut a watermelon and give you half and give me the simple version of the move is really not sent to the door to fight. The rhythm of the face?

One night in the same bed, one hundred days of grace, I hope the male god will show mercy... The appearance of Ningxiang ready to face the enemy made Yang Jian, who has always been serious, laugh, but from his paralyzed face, this expression cannot be seen of.

His every move is natural, Ning Xiang, a rookie who has become a monk halfway and has no rules, is naturally killed by him in seconds.But God Yang Jian has a touch of humanity after all, a man in love, he feels sorry for the pitiful look of the little girl frowning, and halfway said that the gestures have changed in a different way to give advice.

A serious person like Second Uncle Yang Jian would not be like Kong Xuan, who used force to make Ningxiang dizzy, and then ate the little girl's tender tofu.

He just took advantage of the opportunity to wrap around Ning Xiang's fist, and then his slender thighs blocked Ning Xiang's beautiful kick like lightning, and with an undercut, Ning Xiang fell to the ground uncontrollably.

When Ningxiang was soft, Yang Jian stretched out his hand quickly to stop Ningxiang's body, and changed his posture. After some exercise, the fragrant little girl was already lying on his generous chest.

In the eyes of others, everything is so natural, but it is a very normal movement.During the duel, the handsome and serious man leaned forward and stretched out his right hand to catch the boy's neck. He took a wrong step and put his left arm around the boy's waist.

The momentum of the two falling down could not be stopped, the man with cold face turned around and became the meat pad when the boy fell, but the man never said a word in this situation.

When Ningxiang realized that she was facing that handsome face less than a finger away, Ningxiang wanted to get up in a panic. During this period, she didn't know what was going on, and she fell limply when her waist softened. The warm pink lips touched the thin lips that were always slightly cool.

Images flashed in Ningxiang's mind, and just as she was about to clear the fog in her mind to relieve her confusion, a rooster crow interrupted her thoughts...