Fortunately, Meng Lan was still veiled to help her hide her embarrassment.

"Ugh!" Yang Nan realized his state at this time, just now he only cared about dealing with Mo Tingyu and didn't have time to heal his injuries, and his injuries had completely recovered from Mo Luo's immortal body.

Looking at her chest, which had become as smooth as ever, Meng Lan was a little shocked again, especially the first time she looked at a man's chest, even if she had lived for thousands of years, her heart was like a deer thumping a few times.

When did she Meng Lan look at other men? It was unreasonable to pay attention to other people's chests today, she hurriedly looked sideways, and Yang Nan helped herself to the cave.

However, her injuries were not ordinarily serious, and her mana could no longer be lifted, even if Yang Nan helped her, it was difficult to walk.

Seeing that she really couldn't walk, she stubbornly kept her distance from herself and avoided too much contact, so as to maintain her holiness, Yang Nan shook her head speechlessly and said, "Palace Master, how about if you don't mind me hugging you over?" ”

"This ......" Meng Lan pondered for a long time before nodding with a red face, "Okay, but you have to be careful. ”

"I'll fuck you, it's all at this time and you're still playing cold, as if you can get pregnant by touching you."

Where does Yang Nan care about her so much, one hand raised his hand to put his hand on Meng Lanxiang's shoulder, and the other hand held her a pair of slender beauty. The legs hugged Meng Lan up.

Where has this Menglan Palace Master been held in the arms of a man, and he felt the man's hands climbing up his legs, and he was about to get angry, but considering his current state, he finally gave up, and closed his beautiful eyes with a little shy and unnatural red face.

Her body was graceful, and the wind in the mountains lifted her veil, revealing the tip of the iceberg of her delicate face.

Yang Nan's eyes inadvertently glanced over, and he was suddenly shocked and gasped, sighing secretly No wonder this woman is so cold and arrogant, she is really such a beautiful woman. I saw her Yao nose and cherry mouth, her skin was like beautiful porcelain, her mouth was not dotted but contained Dan, her eyebrows were not painted and she was verdant, her willow waist was thin and unbearable to hold, she wore a pair of pink and crystal arms on her creamy wrists, and her face that did not eat fireworks was still addictive.

At this time, although she was seriously injured, her amazing beauty still has a powerful shock to any man, and people can't help but be controlled by it when they see it, and they can't help but care for her and care for her.

As if sensing that her face was being seen, a red glow flew on Meng Lan's face again, gently covering the veil underneath, but the breeze blew, and the veil was blown again, and Meng Lan was too busy to take care of herself, so she had to give up covering up.

Yang Nan is not the kind of man who can't walk when he sees a beautiful woman, not to mention that all his women are not bad, he is not out of shape, he took a breath to keep himself calm, hugged Meng Lan and walked towards the cave, and his fingers inadvertently touched her delicate buttocks.

Meng Lan's body suddenly tightened, she was too sensitive.

"Can you give it a tap? Although I Meng Lan is injured, I can't be blasphemed by any man, I am the palace master, do you dare to blaspheme me, believe it or not, I will kill you? Meng Lan suddenly shouted.

“……”

Yang Nan was stunned, because he wanted to hold her to prevent her from falling, his hand inadvertently touched her PP, but he didn't expect her to react so violently.

"You don't want me to hug it, you think I'm willing to hug you?" Yang Nan made a gesture to put her down.

"You!" Meng Lan felt very aggrieved, her body had never been touched by any man, what was wrong with getting angry? She used to be like this to men, but she didn't expect Yang Nan to be unaccustomed to her.

"Do you still have a reason to touch this palace? You have to know that I am the palace master, and you stinky men don't want to take advantage of me. Meng Lanmiao glared at Yang Nandao, not showing weakness at all, even if she was injured, her aura was still very strong, if it was an ordinary man, she would probably immediately surrender to her aura, but it was a pity that she touched Yang Nan.

"Am I taking advantage of you? Why don't you let me hold me down? Yang Nan directly put her on the ground.

Meng Lan's grievance, why is he disobedient to this stinky man, but she is seriously injured and has to use him, so she has no choice but to get: "You can hug it lightly, don't move your hands." ”

She felt that she had no choice but to ask for the second, even if you let you hug it, even if it gave you face, Yang Nan was a little crying and laughing, this woman is arrogant, too self-righteous, I really think that Lao Tzu is one of those male slaves who are at your mercy.

"Bang!" Yang Nan took her in his arms and walked towards the cave, the man's strong arms made Meng Lan's jade bones and ice muscles almost melt.

"It's all said to let you hug it lightly, believe it or not, I killed you, and the lord of this palace can't help you stinky men to blaspheme." Meng Lan shouted again.

"Poof!" Before she could finish speaking, Yang Nan's lips were suddenly imprinted on her cherry mouth through the blowing veil.

"This!" Meng Lan's brain was blank, she didn't expect that she was kissed, her first kiss was kept for thousands of years, as the saint of the predecessor, the current palace master, she never thought that one day she would lose it, and now the strong sense of aggression made her almost lost in the man's kiss all of a sudden, her brain lost her thinking for a short time, and she didn't know how to face it for a while, Yang Nan stopped and was still looking at him in a daze.

"I'll just blaspheme you, right? I'll kiss you, how can I drop it, kill Lao Tzu at every turn, who do you think you are, do you think Lao Tzu is your slave? I'm going to kiss you, a holy woman, how to drop it. Yang Nan stared at her, in fact, he didn't want to do anything to her, it was really this woman who was arrogant and arrogant, too self-righteous, so he couldn't control it and wanted to punish her for a while.

"You ......" Meng Lan stared at him with his eyes open, and suddenly tears of grievance flowed down all of a sudden, how to fight now? But his innocence was broken by a kid who was thousands of years younger than him, how could he not be wronged.

"Okay, don't cry."

Yang Nan was not happy to be crying by her, and she was really a little unbearable to be cried in her arms by such a cold woman like ice and snow, so she hurriedly said: "Okay, Menglan Palace Master, I won't do it hard, hug it lightly." ”

Yang Nan really relaxed his arms, almost gently supporting her towards the cave.

The first kiss was lost, Meng Lan couldn't wait to cry loudly, but the dignity of being the palace master did not allow her to cry, she forcibly stopped her tears, but the aggrieved expression was difficult to hide, and the small mouth behind the veil could still be seen pouting forcibly restrained.

"Damn, this woman has lived for thousands of years and is still like a little girl." Yang Nan was a little speechless.

Entering the cave, Yang Nan waved out a futon for meditation, put Meng Lan on it, and helped her to sit in front of the stone wall.

Meng Lan leaned against the stone wall, her face expressionless, as if she was still haunted by the loss of her first kiss.

(End of chapter)