Villain: Eavesdropping, the heroine collapses

"How many hours!??"

To be fair, Ling Weiyang was somewhat stunned.

Now that Dao force can't work, massage and coax sleep for a few hours...

How can she eat it!

However, Yun Zhou didn't care about that.

At this time, he was lying on the couch, kicked off his boots, looked at Ling Weiyang and said with a smile:

"Secretary Ling, come, show the boss your talent.

Ling Weiyang:

Her face was reddish, and her heart beat a little faster.

But he still leaned in honestly, and pursed his lips a little awkwardly.

The little hand raised slightly, but did not know where to start pressing.

But it's not her fault.

She's so old that she's never touched a single person of the opposite sex, where can she massage?

Yun Zhou gave her a police look and rested his head on her soft thigh very comfortably.

Feeling the stiffness below, he said, "Press your head first."

"It's... good."

Ling Weiyang's face was as red as blood, he gritted his teeth slightly, and then raised his small hand and placed it on the other's head.

Knee pillow plus massage.

If this scene is spread outside, what kind of "turbulent waves" will be set off!

The dignified goddess of war in the Tianyu Dynasty actually pressed the head of a 143 male cultivator.

Still a little bird, shy and delicate.

Who can believe this?

Rather, it actually happened.

At this time, Ling Weiyang is about to become a steam girl!

Since childhood, she has never been close to the opposite sex, and she has kept a distance even with sex.

But looking now.

Yun Zhou's head rested brightly on her thigh.

Even, she could clearly feel the heat in her legs.

It was numb, and there was some burning feeling.

This intimate contact caused fine sweat to flow from her forehead.

However, this is just the beginning.

After massaging the head, there is still a body!

"Forget it, compared to the "Killing God" mental method, compared to becoming stronger, what are these things?"

Ling Weiyang cheered herself up in her heart, and then the movements on her hands gradually relaxed.

Yun Zhou's brows gradually loosened on his legs.

moment.

"It's time to press the shoulder."

When Yun Zhou's reminder came, Ling Weiyang wanted to cry without tears.

Can only do it bitterly.

(bdfc) She pulled out her legs, then came to Yun Zhou's side and sat down, pressing her small hands on the other's broad spine.

As soon as I came into contact, a sense of familiarity that I had never had before grew in my heart.

This made Ling Weiyang a little surprised.

"This familiar feeling... Is it possible... I massaged him like this in my last life?

After thinking about it, she shook her head.

The past life is the past life, the present life is the present life, can not be confused.

She thought for a while and said softly:

"Saint Yun…"

"Call me brother.

"Um...Brother Yun..." Ling Weiyang asked curiously: "We may be here for many years, is the food pill in your storage ring enough?"

Hearing this, Yun Zhou didn't even think about it:

"Don't worry, make sure you're not hungry. 5

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Ling Weiyang didn't know where Yun Zhou got his confidence.

As far as my food intake is concerned, can you guarantee that I will not be hungry??

While massaging, she glanced at the mess on the table over there, and her face turned red again.

At this time, Yun Zhou began to take an inch: "Okay, the massage time is over, come on, act as a pillow. 99

After speaking, he turned over, leaving a space beside him.

"Ah? This...you didn't say that you should use me as a pillow."

"Now." Yun Zhou casually stretched out his arms:

Come to "Come on.

"To, to my arms!? 99

Can't tell what time it is.

It was dark in the secret space.

Ling Weiyang did not shrink in Yun Zhou's arms until the end.

Her bottom line made her only accept Yun Zhou's big hand.

So, she just lay on Yun Zhou's hand, her body tensed, and she didn't dare to lean over a little bit.

Yun Zhou did not embarrass her.

To be honest, his past life made him not have much thoughts about Ling Weiyang.

If it is true...

Or more of a brotherhood.

After all, the two of them occasionally called brothers in their previous lives...

And when he said this "hugging pillow", it was just his playfulness.

Just imagine, the female god of war, the second person in the dynasty, suddenly turned into a delicate woman lying in her arms.

What kind of perfect experience was that?

Of course, the more reason is that he was "hardened" by this little Yang Yang in his last life.

So he wanted to take the opportunity to take revenge.

Well, it's that simple.

At this moment, he looked at Ling Weiyang, who was leaning on his left hand, at least two vacant seats away from him, and the corner of his mouth raised a playful arc.

As soon as he turned over, his right hand caught the opponent's shoulder.

Ling Weiyang froze all over, his face flushed red and purple.

UIS, Yun Zhou's hand temperature is too high.

Even though she was wearing thick clothes, she could still feel the other person's temperature.

This made her tremble uncontrollably.

An indescribable feeling grows wildly from the bottom of my heart.

It was an indescribable sense of security and shyness...

Ling Weiyang bit her lip, trying her best not to make a sound.

The body collapsed extremely stiffly, as if it had been wound up.

In my heart, I kept reciting the cultivation method, trying to divert my attention.

However, Ha-yong didn't.

The opponent's big hand seemed to have some kind of magic power.

Not only did it loosen her Dao Heart, but she couldn't even feel resistance.

Ling Weiyang sighed inwardly, "Princess Anran... Wei Yang... I'm sorry."

At this time, Yun Zhou suddenly took her to the area:

"Let you make a pillow, not let you make me a pillow!

"Why are you so far away from me?"

"Come here you!"

"..."

Ling Weiyang was turned around and fell directly into Yun's arms.

Then he blushed and left his little head inside.

At the same time, I find a reason in my heart:

"It's not that I don't want to refuse, it's just that I can't beat him.

Dao has no power and can only be handled by others...

Outside, the first rays of light in the morning faded.

After a night of precipitation, the Tianyu Dynasty finally returned to calm.

But the news that the Empress was assassinated spread to every corner of King Hao.

at this time.

Thousands of miles away.

The Hall of the Sect Master of the Wuxuan Sect.

The atmosphere in the hall is dignified...