Early the next morning, he went to Old Man Liu's bamboo garden to practice with his head faint, and when Old Man Liu saw Zheng Lei, he felt that something was wrong with him, frowned, didn't say anything, and said, "Do you feel dizzy?"

Zheng Lei said: "Well, I don't know why, from last night to now, my head is getting more and more dizzy. ”

"You sit down, I'll give you a massage. Old man Liu said.

Zheng Lei sat down according to his words, Old Man Liu's hands pressed on several acupuncture points on his head, and streams of heat entered his body from the top of his head, and his head slowly became sober.

After a while, Old Man Liu withdrew his hands and asked, "How is it?

Zheng Lei nodded and said, "Well, I feel much better." ”

Old man Liu said: "I have gone to work elsewhere in the past few nights, so I have to rest more." ”

Zheng Lei looked at Old Man Liu, thought about his state, nodded, agreed, and then practiced together.

A week later, Zheng Lei felt that he had nothing to do, so he continued to go out to work, according to the time, Hu Xiaowan had not come back for more than a week, Zheng Lei thought that Hu Xiaowan would come back at any time, and when Hu Xiaowan came back, he had to continue to rent a house, which was still an expense, so he went out to work without the permission of Old Man Liu.

After getting off work in the evening, Zheng Lei had just left the hotel where he was working, when he saw Shui Rou, it seemed that he had been waiting for a while, he walked over and asked, "Why are you here?"

"I'm waiting for you. Shui Rou said with a smile.

"Wait for me, why?" Zheng Lei wondered.

"It's my birthday today, please have a drink!" Shui Rou smiled and grabbed Zheng Lei's arm, got into a car without saying anything, and went directly to the bar.

The cups were staggered, Zheng Lei, who was not strong enough to drink, quickly wilted, seeing that Shui Rou was also drunk, and the two of them had no strength to leave the bar, so they fell asleep on the sofa.

In a daze, Zheng Lei felt as if he had been carried out of the bar, but he couldn't open his eyes, after a long time, he felt soft under his body, thinking that he had reached the bed, and then he felt that his clothes had been stripped off, and he thought to himself: No, how can this Shui Rou still be my overlord? Is she a girl?

But although he felt it, he was so dizzy that he couldn't even open his eyes, let alone raise his hand to push away the person who was picking his clothes. However, although he also had some physiological reactions, he always had a feeling of being strengthened in his heart.

The clothes were faded, and Zheng Lei only felt that there was a soft thing gently sticking to his body, which was wet and tender, and kept wandering on him. The groggy Zheng Lei only felt that his head was getting heavier and heavier, but the reaction of his lower body was getting stronger and stronger.

Suddenly, he felt a pain in his wrist, and then he lost consciousness.

Zheng Lei, who was unconscious, didn't see it, the blood flowing from his wrist gradually flowed to his clothes, and the blood penetrated his clothes and soaked the purse that Hu Xiaowan left for him.

At the moment when the blood soaked the purse, a cloud of light and shadow suddenly appeared in the room, and then an exclamation sounded, followed by a rush of footsteps and left the room.

A woman stepped out of the light and shadow, dressed in a white ancient robe, quietly worn on her body, with a delicate figure, coupled with that extremely delicate face, and a smooth and tight skin looming around her neck, making it impossible to see her age, but no matter who saw her, there would be a judgment that this woman was definitely not more than thirty years old.

She looked around, coquettish, but not pretentious, as if everything she had done was enough to arouse people's obsession, and eight strands of white hair, each long and short, hung behind her, swaying gently as she turned her head.

She saw Zheng Lei naked on the bed, Zheng Lei was lying on the bed weakly, not knowing that there was already an extra woman in the room, and between his legs, the pillar was still tightly erected.

When the woman saw Zheng Lei's appearance, she frowned slightly, waved her right hand slightly, and a breeze blew through Zheng Lei's body, and suddenly his physiological reaction disappeared, and then the breeze rolled up Zheng Lei's clothes, and after a flash of light, Zheng Lei's clothes were already on his body, and then, the woman's index finger swiped lightly on Zheng Lei's left wrist, and his wound was completely healed.

During the whole process, the woman's eyes were always clear, as if the water of the lake connected to the nine shades was calm and profound.

She walked to the window, stretched out the index finger of her right hand, and the purse in Zheng Lei's pocket came out, and she took it in her hand and looked at it carefully. On the purse, a spirit fox was embroidered with silver wire, and the spirit fox had eight tails, although it was tightly embroidered, it was also full of spirituality, but Zheng Lei never paid attention to it.

The woman looked at the purse for a while, then put it back in Zheng Lei's pocket, looked at Zheng Lei carefully, looked at it for a while, sighed softly, raised the sword finger in her right hand, and a point of light condensed on her fingertips, and then gently pressed on Zheng Lei's forehead.

After a while, Zheng Lei woke up slowly, as if he was still immersed in the sweet dream just now, and he didn't know the danger he was in at all. He thought back to the beautiful things in his dream, and subconsciously touched his crotch with one hand, but fortunately, it was not wet.

Suddenly, his eyes caught a glimpse of someone beside him, and he opened his eyes suddenly, and saw an unfamiliar face, which made him sit up suddenly.

Zheng Lei looked at the woman standing quietly by the bed, recalled how he felt just now, and said in his heart: "No, could it be that this woman crossed me?" He instinctively classified the woman next to the bed as the kind of person who had a special profession, and looked at the woman with disdain.

At this look, Zheng Lei's eyes straightened, whether it was Hu Xiaowan or Shui Rou, the charm they had was less than one-tenth of the woman in front of her, what Hu Xiaowan had was a trace of charm in her innocence, and what Shui Rou had was a little naughty modern beauty, but the woman in front of her, her temperament, seemed to have gone through vicissitudes but still maintained the long-standing beauty of grace, and the charm was long and long.

Unconsciously, Zheng Lei's body reacted again, thinking that if he was strengthened by this kind of woman, it would be worth it.

The woman watched Zheng Lei's pants slowly jump up, her face sank slightly, and she breathed a sigh of relief quietly, a breeze echoed in the room, Zheng Lei didn't know it, and said that it was a breeze blowing from the window.

The breeze made Zheng Lei's expression suddenly sober, and the reaction of his body disappeared instantly, he looked at the woman with some embarrassment, and asked sneeringly: "That... I'm sorry, I'm drunk, I don't know anything, what's offended, please forgive me. ”