In the side hall of Yuqing Temple, Duan Sihai and Nie Fan were the only ones standing next to an altar table. On the altar table lay the unconscious Miss Rong Family.【】

Nie Fan didn't expect Duan Sihai's influence to be so great. After he approached the Taoist priest in charge of Yuqing Temple, he happily agreed to temporarily free up a side hall for Nie Fan's use.

Duan Sihai ordered two bodyguards from the Rong family to guard outside to prevent curious tourists from breaking in.

"Senior Duan, I'm afraid that the skills of my juniors are different from the conventional medical methods, so my sect stipulates that outsiders are not allowed to watch when the technique is performed. I hope seniors understand." Nie Fan said and gave Duan Sihai a deep look.

"Little brother, just let him go and do whatever he wants. I can trust you." After saying that, Duan Siguan came to the door and left. He didn't believe that this young man dared to do anything to the girl of the Rong family, especially under the close attention of so many people.

After everyone exited the room, Nie Fan took a deep breath and reached out to Miss Rong's chest to unbutton her clothes!

This was the first time in twenty years that he had undressed a woman, especially such a beauty with a devilish figure and an angelic face.

Although Rong Qian'er was unconscious at this time, her breathing was very steady. Apart from her face being a little pale, she was no different from a deep sleep.

Nie Fan unbuttoned Rong Qian'er's silk shirt with slightly trembling hands, and then gently pulled her tube top to her waist. Half of her beautiful body like mutton-fat white jade was displayed in front of Nie Fan's eyes, with her slender and snow-white figure

The pink neck, tender and plump breasts, and the two proud bits of blush strongly stimulated his senses.

"A doctor has the heart of a parent, a pink skull..." Nie Fan kept chanting in his mind, but he couldn't move his eyes away from the delicate body in front of him, "But this skeleton is so pretty... Emma, ​​this size

Are you 38D? This skin is too white, it’s so dazzling..."

Suddenly the nasal cavity felt hot, and two streams of warm nosebleeds spurted out...

"The weather has been dry recently, and I'm a little angry. Well, yes, I'm just angry..." Nie Fan wiped away the nosebleed and tried to look away from Rong Qian'er's charming body. He closed his eyes slightly and tried to get rid of the thoughts in his heart.

of fondness.

After a while, when he opened his eyes again, his eyes became extremely clear, and a faint golden light flickered in his pupils.

He picked up the brush he had prepared and wrote a lot of strokes on Rong Qian'er's chest.

After one stroke fell, there was no pause. His wrist was moving rapidly, and the last stroke was long and pulled down. His body swayed slightly, and his breath was somewhat disordered.

call--

Nie Fan exhaled a long breath, and a layer of fine beads of sweat actually appeared on his forehead.

A big word "forbidden" appeared on Rong Qianer's chest. What is surprising is that this word "forbidden" has a sense of righteousness and domineering, as if a warrior holding a sharp sword is guarding the pass.

There is no way to break it. And the writing of this word is also different. The last stroke is actually a vertical stroke, as if it is the sharp sword in the hands of a warrior.

The ink used by Nie Fan for writing was secretly made by his master, and the ink on Rong Qian'er's body dried within a few moments. So he reached out to pull her tube top and prepared to dress her.

Just before his hands reached Rong Qian'er's clothes, the sleeping beauty suddenly woke up at this moment. A pair of beautiful apricot eyes with a bit of blur, blocked her sight and fell on Nie Fan.

Shocked and angry.

Snap——

"abnormal!"

A loud slap hit Nie Fan's face. Rong Qian'er immediately let out a scream and covered her chest with her arms. She shrank back in panic. But she didn't even realize that she was lying on a bed.

He put it on the table, but his body was empty and fell down from the table.

Nie Huan bent his knees, used his toes to slide forward quickly, and caught Rong Qian'er firmly in his arms the second before she landed. As if he was still alive, Nie Fan pressed his hands on Rong Qian'er's chest.

The two lumps on the front were soft, and I pinched them twice accidentally.

This feeling...

"Ah - help - catch the stream - uh -"

After a brief second of silence, Rong Qian'er let out a scream, but her mouth was immediately covered by Nie Fan in panic, "Hey, don't shout! I'm the one who saved your life!"

He didn't want to be treated as a gangster after saving someone, but with the ambiguous 'postures' between the two of them, no normal person would believe that Nie Fan was saving people.

Rong Qian'er was lying on her back in Nie Fan's arms, and Nie Fan had become her human cushion, and he was a cushion with dishonest hands.

She struggled 'violently' twice, but she had just woken up from a coma and didn't have much strength. This level of struggle was no different from twisting. The soft buttocks lying under her made

Someone had some kind of change, and he pressed hard against her shameful part.

"I'll let you go, but don't scream, okay?" Nie Fan's tone was close to pleading. How could he, an inexperienced 'brother', endure such erotic stimulation?

Rong Qian'er nodded repeatedly, and Nie Fan gently let go of his hand. The former quickly sat up and tidied his messy clothes.

"Rong...Miss Rong, could you please move a bit? I'm almost sitting still..." Nie Fan said in a low voice.

"Ah!" Rong Qian'er then realized that there was someone underneath her. She stood up and jumped to the side, covering her eyes with her hands. Her body was obviously shaking.

"Miss Rong, I'm wearing clothes, you don't have to do this..." Nie Fan said with a wry smile.

"I didn't see your face, please don't kill me. My family has money. They will give you whatever you want. Please don't hurt me... Wow..." Rong Qian'er finished her begging for mercy in one breath and burst into tears.

Up, she thought Nie Fan was a kidnapper.

"Miss Rong, you misunderstood. I'm not a good person. Bah, I said it wrong. I meant that I'm not a bad person. You fainted just now and I was saving you." Nie Fan didn't want to see a girl crying, so he panicked.

explained.

"You're not a kidnapper?"

"Absolutely not!"

The crying stopped suddenly, Rong Qian'er's little hands parted a crack, her eyes fluttered for a moment and then she quickly closed her fingers.

"You're lying! Why do you have a gun if you're not a kidnapper?"

"Gun?" Nie Fan was confused, "What gun?"

"I've seen it all, you're hiding it in your pants pocket!"

Nie Fan lowered his head and took a look. The pocket was pushed up high by something, and it looked like something was hidden in the bulging bag.

"Well, actually this is not a gun, this is a birth gift from my father..."

"Stop lying to me! How can anyone carry a birth gift with them? You are the kidnapper!"

"It's really a birth gift, how about you touch it and see?" Nie Fan regretted it immediately after saying this. He was a good young man with five things, four virtues and three loves. Why did he panic when he saw this girl?

You look like you can't help but want to tease her?

"Then - come here and let me touch it and I will believe you..." Rong Qian'er spread her fingers a little further and looked at Nie Fan timidly and said.

Nie Fan sneered: "Well, let's forget it. This is the only gift my dad gave me. He said you can't show it to others casually. I'll show it to you when we get to know each other in the future!"

"I don't want to have a future with you. If you're not a kidnapper, just let me go. I'm here to be the master of Xiaoyun Temple..."

"Master Xiaoyun? Why are you looking for a veteran like him? He's not a good guy. Don't believe his lies." Nie Fan couldn't help but vomited when he heard his senior brother's name.

Who asked him to release his own pigeons?

Unexpectedly, after Nie Fan finished speaking, Rong Qian'er immediately took off her hands, stared at Nie Fan with a pair of big black and white eyes and said fiercely: "I don't allow you to say bad things about Master Xiaoyun! He is a good person, for heaven's sake.

Good guy!"

Nie Fan smiled bitterly and made a pause gesture, preparing to give up the discussion about Xiaoyun's character.

"Well, here's what happened..." Nie Fan explained roughly what happened just now, trying to prove that he was not a bad person.

"You mean you took off my clothes just now to save me?"

"yes!"

"Then you are holding me to save me?"

"yes!"

The corners of Rong Qian'er's mouth twitched slightly, "In the end, you - you touched me to save me?"

"That's right!" Nie Fan snapped his fingers and said humbly: "Actually, you don't need to be too grateful to me. This is how I am. I never benefit myself but only benefit others... Hey... don't do it, you!

"

"You perverted bastard! I will fight with you -" Rong Qian'er shouted and rushed towards Nie Fan, punching him indiscriminately.

Nie Fan circled the table to avoid Rong Qian'er's pursuit, and he began to regret proving that he was a good person.

"Ouch——"

Rong Qian'er suddenly let out a cry of pain, and then squatted down with a painful expression.

"Miss Rong, what's wrong with you?" Nie Fan was startled and quickly walked to Rong Qian'er's side.

Just when Nie Fan was about to squat down, Rong Qian'er suddenly pounced, knocking Nie Fan to the ground and riding on him, shouting: "Catch the gangsters -"

Bang——

The door of the main hall was pushed open, and Duan Sihai rushed in with two bodyguards, but his expression froze immediately.

At this time, Rong Qian'er was sitting on Nie Fan's lower abdomen. She put her hands to her mouth and opened her mouth into an O shape. She looked at Duan Sihai and the countless dark people outside the door with a confused look on her face.
Chapter completed!