It turned out that after Shen An'an came today, he told them in detail about Ning Mufei's preparation to save Li Sheng. Of course, the fortune-telling paragraph and the paragraph where he saw the prophecy drawing, Shen An'an automatically omitted. After all, this matter is too mysterious, and so far she has not convinced herself whether she believes in the so-called Heavenly Principle Determinum that Ning Mufei said.

After listening to Shen An'an's words, Song Ao, who is also a man, smelled an unusual smell from it. Imagine if a man didn't mean something to a woman, would he help her with all his heart? And he is still helping his own love enemy, and this mind can be described as great.

Song Ao thought that he couldn't do Ning Mufei's point, if it was really the woman he liked, he would definitely fight for it. Therefore, he really wanted to see what kind of man was like who was so attentive to his little apprentice?

There are very few rumors about Ning Mufei's rivers and lakes, and I only know that this person is very mysterious. As for what kind of mystical method it is, others don't know.

And this meeting with Zhou Yuanlang was the best time for them to get to know Ning Mufei, so when Shen Anting proposed to meet that Zhou Yuanlang, Song Ao also supported them very much.

But another reason, of course, is also because they all have the determination to fight bravely and share the same hatred.

If Da Song is really in trouble, as a doctor who saves lives and helps the wounded, he Song Ao will also take the lead, and his brows will not wrinkle.

There was still a room full of people in front of it, and after this while, everyone left, and the house became very deserted. It's still very lively outside, with the voices of customers entering the store asking questions, and the guys running the hall occasionally raising their voices.

Hearing these voices in the house really felt very kind.

But Song Ao didn't rush out to see the patient, but walked into his pharmacy, took out his medicine box, and sorted things inside little by little.

At about ten o'clock in the afternoon, Song Ao was almost ready.

Sitting at the table, hands on the table, knocking on the table.

About half an hour later, Song Ao heard a slight noise outside the door, and he looked out of the door with some expectation.

"Dada!" There were two crisp knocks outside the door, which had not been heard in days. At this moment, it sounds particularly moving. Song Ao's heart suddenly tightened, and his gaze became hot.

"Come in!" The voice is low, sexy, and seductive, like the voice of a cello with a low and pleasant voice.

Nanning, who was standing outside the door, had come to try his luck today, because I didn't know if Song Ao was busy with his patients who would never finish.

So when she was about to knock on the door, she even held her breath and gently put her hand on the smooth door panel, as if caressing Song Ao's handsome and flawless face.

Fingers flexed and stretched out, and gently knocked on the door, and the fine wood made a crisp sound of reply.

"Dada!" These two knocks knocked on Song Ao's heart, but they also made Nanning even more nervous. I'm afraid that he's not there, and I'm afraid that I'll run empty again.

However, fortunately, he didn't disappoint himself, he was there.

The two words that came in seemed to have some kind of magic, and they attracted her tightly.

Her white fingers gently pushed the door open, and the door opened with a "yah". It was not locked, Nanning's heart was lifted again, but his heart was replaced by a full mood.

"Song Lang, are you there?" The woman's soft voice was like a small brush that was extremely soft, gently teasing Song Ao's heart. Before they got closer, they could feel each other's rapid breathing.

Hearing the sound at the door, Song Ao slowly stood up, his eyes looked at the location of the door, but his gaze froze. A green figure suddenly appeared. He suddenly opened his arms, and her face was filled with joy after the reunion. With a bitter longing, she threw herself into his wide embrace with a little excitement on her face.

The familiar taste, the warmth of the lover, the heat in their hearts, can't withstand the heat of the body, the body that is touched at first glance is like a fire twist that has been suddenly ignited, and it is out of control.

Song Ao buried his head deep in Nanning's hair, and Nanning also hugged the man who made him think about it tightly.

There are no words that can replace the thoughts they have for each other, the only thing they have is endless taking.

......

With a long sigh, the two closely bound bodies were slowly separated, and then they hugged tightly again, exploring in simple terms again.

"Ahh

There was a slight sound of satisfaction in their mouths, and their foreheads and bodies were already wet with sweat, and they looked at each other, like children who had eaten candy, with great satisfaction. But their crimson faces were as if they had been coated with rouge.

The air was filled with a strange and charming smell, Nanning was a little embarrassed, got up and wanted to put on clothes, but was pulled by Song Ao.

"Hey, wait a minute."

The man's deep voice, like his caressing, made Nanning blush inexplicably. She couldn't help but look at him, the man's white skin like jade, and the one on his chest that was full were very obvious.

Nanning's heart couldn't help jumping inexplicably, and it seemed that the bottom of her heart began to be stupid and uneasy again. She bowed down on his chest, thin eyebrows, and looked carefully at the man who belonged to her.

I love it to the extreme, and my white fingers gently tugged down on that one. Song Ao's throat couldn't help but tighten, and the source of his slack was raised again. "What, haven't eaten yet?" He chuckled a few chuckles, his teeth biting into small, pearly flesh-colored earlobes.

The sensation of tingling like electricity hit the whole body, and Nanning couldn't help curling up slightly.

But he didn't let it, and he condescendingly enclosed her in his forbidden place.

"Song Lang, let me go quickly, it's embarrassing."

Thinking of a woman in front of her, deliberately touching her sensitive place, Song Ao couldn't help but look at her with interest, her white and delicate face like a baby, and she just felt that she couldn't get tired of looking at it.

"You call me Song Lang, call me again." The man's body was low, and the hardest place touched the slight bulge gently.

It's obviously a touch of nothing, but it almost collapses people's nerves.

Once, twice, three times, each time is more pronounced than the other.

Nanning's face was slightly red at first, then hot, and finally, when the touch went directly into the gap, she felt like she was almost collapsing.

She couldn't stand it, she couldn't help but whisper in her mouth, her eyes slightly closed, with a seductive seduction. Fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, and there was a faint fragrance all over his body.

The red lips opened slightly, and there was a bit of begging in his voice.

"Xianggong!" Stretching out his jade hand, he pulled his sturdy body towards him, desperately wanting something to fill the emptiness in his heart.

"Scream again." The warm breath came close again, almost right next to the corner of her mouth. But he was not in a hurry, as if waiting for her to take the bait herself.

"Please."

With a whisper, Wu Nong's soft words made people's hearts drunk. The delicate lips that touched it were like Eve's forbidden fruit, which made both of them addicted to it and couldn't extricate themselves.