Chapter 3 [Jiuyang True Scripture] (2)

This thought burst out of his mind again and again like a gopher, and was suppressed by Ye Ling's reason again and again, and finally Ye Ling still controlled it, he comforted himself and said, I am really not a beast, as a young and energetic man, if anyone sleeps next to a girl like Wei Wei can be indifferent, then he must go to see the advertisement on the telephone pole, and buy some Huiren Kidney Treasure and something like it, oh, by the way, there may not be Huiren Kidney Treasure for sale in the Star Boundary.

For Ye Ling, an innocent little virgin who had never even touched a girl's hand in his previous life, tonight's excitement was really too great, and after playing a game of whack-a-mole for I don't know how long, Ye Ling fell asleep in a daze.

When Ye Ling opened his eyes again, the sky was already a little bright, and he felt a little pressure on his hands, and when the source of the pressure was discovered, Ye Ling's nosebleed almost didn't spurt out.

I don't know if Wei Wei thinks of herself as a rag doll, or if this will make her feel more comfortable, the elf hugged her arm sideways, and looked down at a pure oblique forty-five degree angle, although it was not intentional, Ye Ling saw at a glance the deep ravine under the half-open pajamas that made him dizzy, and the pressure came from the thing that created this ditch.

Wei Wei's full breasts squeezed Ye Ling's arm, and the amazing elastic touch made him deeply appreciate the vigor and vitality of this delicate body, and Ye Ling almost couldn't help shouting long live youth at this moment.

In addition to this pair of murder weapons that can bury countless heroes in the world, in addition to the ravines that tempt crime and depravity, a large area of skin that is fairer and more tender than water tofu is also exposed, so white that it is dizzying, so tender that it makes people's blood boil, Ye Ling even believes that as long as he adjusts the viewing angle a little, from a pure forty-five degrees to a purer sixty degrees, he can see some mysterious places that he had only seen in the hidden folder of the computer in his previous life.

Not only is there pressure on his arms, but he is also psychologically Alexander.

Weiwei, Weiwei, if you do this, you will make people sin!

It took about five minutes, and after a painful psychological struggle, Luo Chen controlled the urge to increase the viewing angle a little more, and gently pulled his arm out of Wei Wei's arms, without waking Wei Wei, who was still asleep, and tiptoed out of bed.

The worst time of the midnight cold wave has passed, but it is still very cold, and the estimated temperature is between minus four or five degrees, Ye Ling came to the bed tremblingly, sat cross-legged, looked at his nose and nose, and made a strange posture with his palms flat on his abdomen.

In his previous life, when he was still in college, Ye Ling often went to the nursing home in the local city to help those lonely and widowed elderly, because he was an orphan when he was a child, and he knew very well what it was like to be lonely and unfortunate, and he was raised by the social charity fund, and he also hoped to give back to the society, so he always insisted on helping the nursing home on weekends and holidays. Over time, I became acquainted with the old people in the nursing home.

Then, one of the old men who had a very good relationship with him insisted on teaching him this kind of tuna meditation technique, and claimed that he was the Nth generation of the Wudang sect's mantle heir, and this tuna technique is a peerless divine skill, and its name is - Jiuyang Zhenjing!