Delicate and warm, without any scars, the back is as white and greasy as the delicate snow on the high mountain, and the long loose ink hair is winding, like a black vine climbing on the snow-white back, the contrast between the extreme tones of black and white outlines the scarlet and moving demon.

Originally, he was holding a silver needle in one hand, but looking at it, Di Zhan couldn't help but change the silver needle in his right hand to his left hand.

As for the free right hand, Di Zhan used it to do something he had wanted to do for a long time.

Reached.

Touch.

The touch of the hand is excellent, smooth as silk, but it has just the right amount of toughness, warm and white, like the milk fat carefully boiled by a noble lady, and like a kind of white ice shark yarn that Di Zhan has seen that is produced in the West Sea and sold on the market for a thousand gold feet.

At this moment, Di Zhan suddenly understood why there were always people who said that they were alive and fragrant.

Perhaps because of the frequent use of weapons, the man's palm was covered with a not thin layer of calluses, which rubbed over the snow-white, and in some places quickly turned bright crimson.

Snow white, inky black, and reddish, the three shades seem to directly melt into a pair of danqing ink, all of which are delicate and charming.

Di Zhan's Adam's apple rolled down.

From the neck to the spine, it is like a goshawk crossing the melting wasteland, or a sea beast with dark scales jumping over the corner of a glacier.

Luo Bai was trembling by his touch, but he didn't raise his head, and directly urged: "Let's start." ”

Di Zhan responded to her only with the sound of heavier breathing.

Luo Bai was about to look back, but suddenly found that the person next to her reached out and clasped her waist, and then the left side of her back waist touched the warmth for a short time, and almost instantly, the previous warm touch on the left side was replaced by the right side.

Luo Bai turned back incredulously.

Just happened to see Di Zhan leaning down at her waist, and after kissing it, she fell back to the left side, kissed it again, and then licked it.

At that moment, Luo Bai shuddered, and felt a numb electric current rising in the tail vertebrae, spreading all over the body.

The green tendons on his forehead tightened, Luo Bai copied the pillow in front of him and smashed it over, "Bendu asked you to apply the needle!" ”

After being hit on the head by the pillow, Di Zhan raised his head and said seriously: "I'm actually helping Master Chitose to see the acupuncture points." ”

Luo Bai suddenly turned his gaze to the position where Di Zhan's lower body was bulging with a big bag, "So active, but do you want this governor to send you to the cleansing room once and for all?" ”

Di Zhan smiled and asked, "Are you willing?" ”

Without waiting for Luo Bai to answer, Di Zhan said to himself: "I once heard a saying that we invent tools just to use them. So if Chitose is really willing to send me there, I think you can play a lot of interesting things in the future. ”

Luo Bai: "......"

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Luo Bai stared at him and stopped talking.

Di Zhan coughed lightly, "I've just finished reading it, now let's start immediately." ”

After speaking, he threw Luo Bai over and smashed his pillow just now and handed it back to her.

Luo Bai pulled the pillow over and put it back under his head.

Di Zhan began to apply needles, he should be very proficient in this, the technique of needles is very neat, but it is just a cup of tea, and Luo Bai has more than a dozen silver needles of different sizes inserted on his back.

Bright red blood beads continued to seep out from under the needle, and at a glance, it looked like there were cinnabar dots on the white rice paper.