Qiu Xintong, the host of the pervert system who disappeared for a day or two, reappeared, different from before, this time her attitude was very good, with a harmless attitude to humans and animals, she chatted with Xu Jiarong who was cleaning in the Taoist temple to relieve boredom.

Qiu Xintong is lively, there are endless jokes and small stories in her head, plus her eloquence is very good, and after chatting for a few hours, Xu Jiarong, who originally had a little bad feeling for her, giggled.

When night fell, Shangqingguan had no Internet, so Xu Jiarong could only go to bed early.

"Sister Rong, after a day's work, you are also tired, shall I rub your back for you?"

Qiu Xintong's crisp voice came from outside the door.

After cleaning for several hours, Xu Jiarong was indeed quite tired, but thinking of Qiu Xintong's previous bad deeds, she shook her head and refused: "Forget it, you go back to sleep." ”

With a squeak, the wooden door opened, and Qiu Xintong walked in.

"It turns out that the door is not locked, Sister Rong, you are too careless, there are so many workers here, what if something happens?"

Everything in Xu Jiarong's heart Taoist temple is in the hands of the Taoist chief, even if a man really breaks in, he can only be the Taoist chief. I wish he did.

Thinking of Chu Feng's warm embrace that day, thinking of Chu Feng's handsome face, and thinking of Chu Feng's invincible demeanor, Xu Jiarong's heart throbbed.

"Sister Rong, I'm coming up"

Qiu Xintong took off his shoes and went to bed lightly.

Before Xu Jiarong could respond, her delicate body was turned over by a pair of small hands, and she turned into lying on the bed, her face buried in the pillow.

Qiu Xintong straddled Xu Jiarong's raised buttocks directly, and gently kneaded her hands on Xu Jiarong's shoulders.

Due to the hot weather, the two of them didn't wear much, and the friction of thin underwear was no different from direct skin contact.

Qiu Xintong obviously learned massage, and after seven or eight minutes, Xu Jiarong was pinched like she had no bones, and she was paralyzed.

Feeling Qiu Xintong's continuous dripping sweat, Xu Jiarong, who was in a daze, turned her head sideways and said softly: "Sister, why don't you rest?"

"Sister Rong, I've been learning from a top masseur for three months, and the best is still to come."

Qiu Xintong said as he slipped his hands down to take off Xu Jiarong's upper underwear.

"Don't"

Xu Jiarong was shocked, reached out and grabbed her underwear, and her sideways face showed a little vigilance.

"We are all women, what can I do with you, I've been with you for so long, I can't even do this!"

Qiu Xintong's eyes were red, and his voice was choked.

Xu Jiarong, who was already a weak character, softened her heart and said softly: "Alas, you take it off"

Qiu Xintong put his trembling hand on Xu Jiarong's waist and rolled up the thin underwear, the latter gently lifted his upper body, and the underwear was removed smoothly, revealing a body of deceptive and proud skin.

"Sister Rong, your skin is so good, white and smooth, just like a baby."

Qiu Xintong put a pair of small hands on Xu Jiarong's back, gently caressing, the latter trembled, and responded: "I go to the gym three times a week, I have to bathe with milk every day, and I only wear soft satin underwear when I wear clothes, well, what is the sound, what are you doing." ”

Qiu Xintong, who was taking off his shirt, chuckled: "When massaging, the skin is completely connected, and the effect is good." ”

Xu Jiarong was a little uneasy in her heart, but her weak temperament made her not say anything.

"Let's take off my bra too."

Qiu Xintong didn't wait for Xu Jiarong to respond, and deftly unbuttoned the bra with both hands, and the black bra lacing hung weakly to the sides of her body.

Xu Jiarong, who felt a chill behind her, was about to speak, when two soft things stuck to her back, and her heart throbbed.

"Xiaotong, what are you doing, don't you want a massage?"

Qiu Xintong exhaled hot air in Xu Jiarong's ear, and her voice was charming.

"Sister Rong, don't panic, this is a kind of massage."

Xu Jiarong, who had never been so close to a woman, had goosebumps and struggled to get up.

"Sister Rong, I'm not Lala, this is a system task, aren't you also a system host, you should be able to understand me."

Qiu Xintong's voice suddenly became depressed.

Xu Jiarong remembered the last time she saved the female ghost and almost died there, so she stopped resisting.

The corners of Qiu Xintong's mouth outlined an arc, and he was about to get up and move Xu Jiarong's body over, when he saw a black shadow standing outside the door out of the corner of his eye, and exclaimed, "There are people outside." ”

was peeped at, Xu Jiarong was horrified, and looked for clothes in a panic in the dark.

"Qiu Xintong, Poor Dao knows where you came from, put on your clothes and get out!"

Chu Feng's cold voice came from outside.

Xu Jiarong, who was looking for clothes, heard Chu Feng's voice, her heart was relieved, and she fell down again.

Qiu Xintong, who had already grabbed a piece of underwear indiscriminately and blocked the leakage of the spring light, said with a twisted expression: "You leave first, let me put on my clothes." ”

"Don't come to this set, within five numbers, don't roll, the poor road will strip you naked and seal you, and throw them on the street."

Chu Feng's voice was even colder than just now.

Qiu Xintong was worried that Chu Feng was really coming, so he grabbed his clothes in his hand, flashed, and disappeared.

Feeling that the person behind her was gone, Xu Jiarong turned her head slightly and said softly: "Dao Chief, she's gone."

Chu Feng, who was standing outside the window, said apologetically: "It's too late for the poor road." ”

Xu Jiarong thought that her upper body was not an inch, and the Taoist was standing a few meters away, her heart throbbed suddenly, and her voice became trembling.

"Dao Chief, what else do you have to do?"

Chu Feng's expression became solemn.

"Jin Shiren, the host of the Shenhao system who left during the day, Zhang Wei, Huihai, the black cat, and the qi machine who went out at night have all disappeared, and the poor Dao suspects that there is a mastermind behind the scenes who is taking the initiative against the system."

"What"

Xu Jiarong was taken aback, supporting the bed board with both hands, wanting to get up, but suddenly remembered that her upper body was still naked, and hurriedly fell down again.

"Five minutes later, the Sanqing Hall came to see the poor road"

Chu Feng disappeared in a flash.

Xu Jiarong glanced outside secretly, made sure that there was no one, slowly got up, looked down at a pair of round and full, sighed lightly, and began to get dressed.

Five minutes later, on the platform in front of the Sanqing Hall.

Chu Feng held his hands behind his back and stood against the wind.

"Michichi"

Xu Jiarong, who was wearing a white dress without powder, and looked like a human elf in the moonlight, appeared at the bottom of the steps.

"Come up"

Chu Feng was very bland.

With the habit of being cultivated for a long time, Xu Jiarong was very elegant even when she went up the steps, and it took twice as long as ordinary people to come to Chu Feng's side, and asked in a soft voice: "Dao Chief, what are you going to do?" ”

Chu Feng glanced at Xu Jiarong, and his sword eyebrows raised slightly.

"You're the only one left with the system host that hasn't been poisoned at the moment, and if nothing else, they'll be coming to you soon."

Xu Jiarong didn't show a little nervousness when she heard this, in her heart, Chu Feng was invincible, which could bring her an infinite sense of security.

"In order to lure them out, Poor Dao needs you to sacrifice it."

Chu Feng said suddenly.