Forget it, there are some things that can't be rushed, and for now, I just hope that her body can be well-maintained.

Thinking of this, Xiang Yejun suddenly turned over and kissed her on the lips.

The warm palm untied the straps of her dressing gown, and his fingers rubbed against her delicate and supple body......

"Hmm...... Brother Jun, I'll ......" Xiao Muqing just wanted to say, can you not do it tonight~

"Don't refuse me, I want you to ......" Xiang Yejun's voice was hoarse and low, and then continued as if he remembered something, "This time, I'm sober, I won't hurt you, relax, don't be afraid of me!" ”

Xiao Muqing nodded.

*

meanwhile

In the K9KTV box, Jing Yiran took Xia Ningzheng and a good brother of Jing Yiran and his girlfriend, and the four of them sang KTV.

Xia Ning and another girl were singing together, and a few resolutely sat in a corner of the sand.

He still had the peachwood sword that his father had left behind.

The mahogany sword was small, no bigger than a finger, and it had a strange symbol carved into the hilt.

Jing Yiran has been pondering for the past few days, what his uncle wants this peachwood sword for, what is it for, he can't figure it out.

In his heart, his uncle Jing Donglin is a scheming person, and he just doesn't want to give him this peachwood sword easily, unless he knows his uncle's true purpose.

At this time, Jing Yiran's buddy Zhang Heng, who had drunk a little, staggered to Jing Yiran's side with a beer bottle, and put one hand on Jing Yiran's shoulder, "What are you doing?" Staying here? What do you show me......"

As he spoke, Zhang Heng snatched the peachwood sword in Jing Yiran's hand.

Jing Yiran was frightened, "You give it to me, Zhang Heng, don't make trouble!" ”

Zhang Heng stood up suddenly, took two steps back, and said half-jokingly, "Oh, Peachwood Sword?" Resolutely, is this Xia Ning's love gift for you? ”

At this time, Xia Ning and Zhang Heng's girlfriend, who was singing, looked at Jing Yiran and Zhang Heng.

Zhang Heng looked at Xia Ning and asked in a loud voice, "Xia Ning, your family is resolutely staring at this peachwood sword, did you give it to him?" ”

Xia Ning looked at the peachwood sword that Zhang Heng raised, looked at it carefully, and then shook his head, "No!" ”

Zhang Heng's eyes widened, "Huh? Didn't you give Jing Yiran? Could it be an old lover? Resolutely, you have to make it clear here, which woman gave it to you, you are so precious? If you don't tell the truth, it's really unfair to Xia Ning......"

Xia Ning looked at Jing Yiran, and muttered in his heart, who gave this peach wood sword? Don't...... Is it Dong Man?

Jing Yiran still can't forget Dong Man?

Xia Ning shook his head, stopping himself from thinking, no......

The atmosphere of the huge KTV box became weird in an instant.

Jing resolutely looked serious, "Zhang Heng! The voice was full of anger, "Give me back ......"

Zhang Heng drank a little too much, but he didn't return it, and threw it in the air casually in his hand.

Jing resolutely gritted his teeth and walked over.

Zhang Heng held the peachwood sword in his hand.

Jing resolutely unceremoniously snatched the peachwood sword from Zhang Heng's hand.

The two of them tore a few times, Jing resolutely exerted force, Zhang Heng suddenly had an unstable center of gravity, and the whole person fell backwards.

Bang~

The back of Zhang Heng's head slammed into the ground, and there was a bang.

Then, Zhang Heng lay on the ground with a pale face.

Jing resolutely remembered what his uncle had said to him before.

..。 m..