Fast wear strategy female with poison

Chapter 1724 Raiders of the Sword Immortal Who Can't Hear the Voice
After looking pleasing to the eye, Feng Jing couldn't help but feel that Nan Ke's appearance really suits her appetite. Although his face is not unparalleled in the world, but the rare look on him, under the fairy aura There is a bit of bookishness in it, but it can really easily touch people's heartstrings.

She didn't know what her ideal type would look like before, but after meeting Nan Ke, she could imagine a little bit.

Compared with domineering, she prefers a gentle man. Of course, this gentleness should not mean that he is gentle to everyone, as long as he is gentle to her alone is enough.

Hearing Feng Jing's tone, she really didn't care about it anymore. The corners of Nan Ke's lips were raised slightly, forming a beautiful arc. He looked at her softly, and even the moonlight around him seemed to shine because of him. He was much gentler, and he asked: "Since the beautiful girl doesn't care anymore, can I touch your breasts?"

Scenery who was happily holding flowers froze.

Seeing that she didn't answer, he asked again, "Miss Fengjing, can I touch your breasts?"

"……What did you say?"

His eyes were quietly bent, and he let out a low laugh, as if he heard the soft wind in March when the earth rejuvenated, which made him feel more comfortable, "You are not angry...then I can touch your boobs?"

The back of Qingfeng's hand clutching the bouquet of jasmines had blue veins.

"Scenery baby is not angry anymore..." In the corner of the dark memory, a man's doting and gentle voice came out, "Can I touch you then?"

This was the voice echoing in her head. She looked at Nan Ke, opened her mouth slightly, but still couldn't call out a name.

Nan Kewen said softly: "The beautiful girl..."

She came back from the sluggish state, only to realize that her hand that was already holding Hua was unconsciously clenched, and her nails were about to sink into the skin of her palm. It was Nan Ke who held her hand and kept her from She really hurt herself.

"What's wrong with you?" Nan Ke asked.

Her face turned pale, and cold sweat broke out on her forehead, as if she had been frightened or had a nightmare.

The scenery was panting, restless, waiting for her to recall the inexplicable voice that appeared in her mind just now, but she couldn't remember what voice appeared in her mind just now, it was just like you clearly I still remember what to do, but just forget it after a second, and it feels like I can't remember it. This kind of feeling is very uncomfortable.

Fengjing has never experienced such an experience, at least not in her memory. Even if she sometimes wakes up from a dream and forgets the content of the dream, she just thinks that she has forgotten it and forget it. Anyway, it is a nightmare, so there is no need to remember it , but this time it's different.

She always wants to grab something... what is it?

She doesn't know it herself.

"It's nothing..." Thinking about it was fruitless, and Guangjing simply gave up and pursued it. She looked up at Nan Ke, snorted once again, and pulled out the hand held by him. She said with a strong sense of gunpowder: "You want to be frivolous to me with just a bouquet of flowers. I said, village head, you think me too cheap!"

She threw the bunch of crumpled flowers that she caught into his arms, turned around and entered the door, closing the door heavily.

Tuliu Nanke was standing outside the door, his lonely figure in the night made people feel a little pitiful.

(End of this chapter)