Master Xie looked at the faint scars on her face. Every time he saw these scars, he felt sad. Master Duanmuci, when I impress you, I can touch these scars on your face openly and ask you if it hurts. I don’t need to talk to you.

Do these little tricks.

"Master Duanmuci, where do you think it is best to cut?"

"I don't know, whatever."

"Then choose a place with a lot of meat."

Fu Xie said as he lifted up the hem of Duanmuci's Taoist robe.

Duanmu Ci was not moved at all.

She was also wearing a pair of moon-white plain pants under her Taoist robe. Xie Fu put the golden light against her calf and said, "Cut here."

Duanmu said calmly: "Okay."

Fu Xie asked: "Master Duanmuci, are you really willing to cut the flesh?"

Duanmuci didn't respond, her closed eyes and cold, holy expression was the best answer.

Xie Fu said: "No! The thighs have more meat."

Duanmuci raised the corners of his mouth and smiled slightly.

Xie Fu said: "What should I do if you complain about pain later?"

Duanmuci frowned and said coldly: "You think I am you, you can just cut me off, but if I snort, I am no longer your master."

If you want to cut the meat, please take off her moon-white plain pants first.

Master Xie glanced at Duanmuci. Her dignified and holy appearance was like a jade statue. Master Duanmuci, are you selfless or pure and easy to deceive? Forgive me, forgive me for using such despicable means.

The soft and slender calves are as white as snow and as delicate as silk. When Xie Fu's palm falls gently, it feels as smooth as silk satin. Xie Fu's hand is like a small boat going up against the wave...

Duanmu Ci's tender body suddenly trembled, and she felt that her Taoist robe was empty. She opened her eyes and saw that her moon-white plain pants had been pulled down to her ankles, and she said in shock: "Why are you taking off my pants?"

Xie Fu panicked in his heart, but pretended to be calm and said: "How can you cut the flesh if you don't take it off?"

"This..." Duanmuci was speechless for a moment, and suddenly rolled up his sleeves, revealing his white lotus-rooted arms, "Cut the flesh on my hands."

"No, I will cut off the flesh of the thigh." Xie Fu said as the boat meandered.

Duanmuci only felt that his hand was like an evil snake, his face turned red, he stretched out his hand to catch the snake, and said urgently: "No!"

Xie Fu seemed to be coaxing a little girl and said, "I have known for a long time that you do not keep your word."

"I...you..."

Seeing her panic and anxious look, Mr. Xie thought to himself, Master Duanmuci, you can clearly refuse directly, but you insist on reasoning with me to prove that you are true to your word. There is no truth in this.

He said softly: "If you ask me to kiss you once, I will give up."
Chapter completed!