Song Jinxin slammed it in.

She thinks she'll die in the next second!

"So, how many days is today?" I finally asked to have a hope.

Ming's face did not change, and his voice was calm, "The third day." ”

"......" deceives! It's actually been a year, right?

Originally, she wanted to ask Brother Tong directly, the little angel of justice, and it would definitely not lie, but because the scene was too forbidden, the wise and martial Brother Tong was directly thrown into the small black room, and then ...... It hasn't been released yet.

In a way, Brother Tong seems to be as pitiful as her.

"Eight days to go."

"No, it's not right," Song Jin's head was dizzy, and his body was swaying like a boat, but he still gasped, and calculated very hard, "No, no, it should be seven ......."

"It's eight days." Someone hugged her waist, and his voice was calm and waveless, inexplicably giving people a sense of convincing, "Ten days are three days less, and there are only eight days left, you miscalculated." ”

"Eight... Seven ......" waves of heat swept the brain again, Song Jin couldn't figure it out now, he hung his head in a daze, lying on top of him, his already gorgeous and charming little face was dyed with blush and heat at this time, his eyes were in a trance, more and more sultry, and the eyes of the man who looked at it sank again.

She gasped and wanted to calculate it again, but she was disturbed by the words, and under the brainwashing of her in his ear while kissing, in the end she really felt that ten minus three equals eight.

During the break, her eyes were blank, she was silent for a while, shook her blank brain, and nodded, "Yes, I figured it out, it's eight days." ”

In fact, even the first few days of her life have been completely forgotten in the exercise just now.

Mingci hooked her thin lips and brushed her wet black hair with her fingers, "Just believe me, I won't lie to you." ”

***

The third lady had already planted her own eyeliner in her father's place.

Therefore, she knew that Liu Ruoer gave the immortals a combination. Huan Fan.

This fits. Huanfan heard her mother mention that it was her father who told her mother when he was warm in bed.

Although Liu Ruoer's mother is the housemother of the Liu family, her father's favorite concubine is not the mother of her third miss!

So, the third lady immediately went to ask about it. The medicinal properties of Huan Fan.

"Mother told you, don't touch this thing! This thing is very medicinal and powerful, if you don't do it for ten days and ten nights, you can't get out at all," Aunt Su said with a straightforward temperament, "But this thing is good for women, women take it, and find several men who cultivate immortals, and irrigate it day and night for ten days and ten nights, and women's cultivation will greatly increase." ”

It's a pity that women in the world cherish chastity the most and have a good face, so even if this method can help women quickly improve their cultivation, no woman dares to try it blatantly, so it is called an evil thing.

"But if a man takes it, it would be a pity,"

Aunt Su shook her head, "Doing that already consumes a man's physical strength and essence, in the world, people who can last so long are afraid that there is no one else except immortals!" ”

Aunt Su: "But if you are an immortal, I know that you still remember that he saved you, but in fact, you don't have to worry, the immortal is extremely good at alchemy. The antidote to the fans. ”

The third young lady breathed a sigh of relief, her mother was from the Dark Night Gate, so this information must be correct.

When she was very young, she was pushed down the pond by Liu Ruoer, and finally almost drowned, or the immortal suddenly passed by, saying that she was too fat, and disturbed the turtle he raised, although so, he still rescued her, and since then, she has written down this kindness.