"Fairy, fairy, are you okay?" Xin'er helped Murong Kunpeng in a panic and helped him to the Xuanyu bed.

Lying on the Xuanyu bed, Murong Kunpeng curled up into a ball like a little hamster, shivering all over his body and sweating coldly.

Brother Bird is definitely a pure man, but at this moment he really wants to cry, although he was born with a medicine jar, but since he was a child, he didn't expect that he finally said goodbye to the medicine jar, and now he has to suffer from the wrath of the red dragon......

The baby is wronged, but the baby doesn't say it!

It has become a habit for a person to bear silently, and at a very young age, Murong Kunpeng has already endured the pain of being born with a leaking dantian.

Maybe for an ordinary person, the dantian loves to leak, as long as there is money, the dantian leaks into a sieve, isn't it the same life?

But for a child born in the first martial arts family, being born with a leaky dantian is even more terrible than death!

Since he was born, how many people have placed hope in him, how many people envy and hate him, and how many people have waited to see his jokes......

And when the news of his leakage of dantian spread, whether it was pinning hopes on him, envy, jealousy and hatred, or waiting to see his jokes, everyone turned into pressure on him, and he was like turning away from the whole world, and no one walked with him.

Even his parents can't, and even the more his parents act as if nothing happened, the more pressure it brings him!

He is still just a child, he is obviously not wrong, but he has become the biggest shame for the Murong family, and it has also become the biggest joke on the rivers and lakes back then......

Although the family blocked the news in order to protect him, and gradually no one paid attention to him as time passed, Murong Kunpeng was still under tremendous pressure.

This is the pressure he puts on himself, he is a person who does not admit defeat easily, he has a heart that is not willing to be ordinary, so he has been a medicine jar for eighteen years, so he memorizes every secret book of the family backwards, so he came to Luoyang Martial Arts University to find a way out......

Murong Kunpeng habitually chose to bear it silently again, perhaps because of the "first time", his feelings were particularly strong.

It seems that Xin'er said something to him, but he doesn't know what Xin'er is talking about in his head.

Suddenly, he felt a pair of hot little hands reach over and stick to his little belly through the clothes.

Although the thin neon clothes are invulnerable, invulnerable, cold and heat, and not stained with dust, these are two different things, and the heat from those small hands easily penetrated the neon clothes and acted on Murong Kunpeng's soft little belly.

I don't know if it's a psychological effect, Murong Kunpeng felt a little better when he was pressed against his little belly by those hot little hands.

He involuntarily opened his curled body a little, so that the little hands could reach his little belly to the maximum.

The pair of hot little hands moved, first from top to bottom slowly massaged, I don't know how many times the massage was made, and then it became a massage from left to right, and I don't know how many times the massage was made, and then it became a massage in a circle, and I don't know how many times the massage was made...... Every massage is done with sincerity, without the slightest perfunctory.

And with the massage of those little hands, Murong Kunpeng gradually felt much more comfortable, his little stomach didn't hurt so much, his body warmed up, and he no longer broke out in a cold sweat, and before he knew it, he became lying on his side on the Xuanyu bed.

But when those little hands wanted to retire, Murong Kunpeng suddenly felt so empty, lonely and cold, so he dragged it back in a daze.

The petite and delicate Xin'er didn't dare to confront "Jiang Hanxue", so she was naturally dragged to the Xuanyu bed by "her" unreasonably.

"Fairy?" Xin'er asked weakly in a whisper, but saw that "Jiang Hanxue" had a pair of seductive phoenix eyes that were watery and half-open and half-closed, and the black hair wet with sweat was wet on her pale cheeks, and the pink cherry lips were bitten out of deep tooth marks, and the little hands of the ice muscles and jade bones held her hand against her little belly and refused to let go.

Although "Jiang Hanxue" didn't say anything, Xin'er already understood what he meant: No, don't, don't stop......

Looking at the weak appearance of "Jiang Hanxue", Xin'er couldn't help but feel soft in her heart, and she couldn't help lying on the Xuanyu bed.

Because Murong Kunpeng was lying on his side, Xin'er had to lie on his side if he wanted to continue massaging his small belly, so the two started a new round of massage, and I don't know when, Murong Kunpeng fell asleep in a daze......

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Jiang Hanxue woke up faintly, and she slept very soundly this time, because on this day, she not only activated the Danhuo, but also got the promise of a master to pass on the gong, so that her days on the earth became much happier.

The only unhappy thing is the pain of "grinding the gun in battle", it is too painful, although "smashing the green dragon" is better than "the red dragon in the sea", but it is a different way to hurt, if she has to choose, she would rather choose "the red dragon in the sea".

After all, she has more than ten years of rich experience in "dancing with dragons", not only researched the elixir of "don't use hidden dragons", but even developed the [Ten Slaps of the Dragon] by herself, as long as the left and right three circles come up on the small stomach and come to the "Ten Slaps of the Dragon" twice, it will naturally not hurt.

Dealing with the "Red Dragon", she can be regarded as a master, but dealing with the "Green Dragon" - she is not professional!

But it seems that the "green dragon" is not painful anymore, Jiang Hanxue's long eyelashes trembled lightly twice, and before she opened her eyes, her little face was already cold as if it was condensed with a layer of frost, and she actually felt that she was sleeping with a person!

In addition to her, there were three other people in the dormitory - Sima Ji and the 100,000 army, but no matter who it was, there were only two of them:

Die or die!

Shoot or shoot!

Get ready for the wrath of the Snow Fairy, little red guy! Jiang Hanxue slowly lifted her eyes, her eyes were as cold as a knife!

Hey?

Jiang Hanxue was slightly stunned, it turned out that the person who slept with her hug was warm with her junior sister, and at this time, Xin'er was already awakened by the thick murderous aura on her body, and tried her best to curl up on the bed like a cold bird to reduce the floor space.

Seeing that it was her, Jiang Hanxue's murderous aura suddenly leaked, if it was Xin'er, it would be nothing...... Jiang Hanxue breathed a sigh of relief and slowly closed her eyes again, but then she opened her eyes suddenly: Wait a minute! Something doesn't seem right!

I've returned to my body, and that's fine, but why am I sleeping in the same bed with Xin'er in my arms?

What the hell did that rascal do to Xin'er?