Fast Traveling Cannon Fodder: Blackened Male God's Favorite

Chapter 150: The Palace Master's Unbridled Flirting (17)

"Could it be..." An Ning asked tentatively, "Is it me?"

As soon as the words fell, the ice sword suddenly came out of its sheath and flew out.

Is this jealousy?
The young man lowered his eyes, staring at his own palm that was still tingling with cold.

Bang - a loud bang.

There was a big hole in the door of the cabin, and it was crumbling.

An Ning was stunned: "Wow!" It's unbelievable.

An Ning ran over in a hurry, and the door fell to the ground with a bang, hitting her nose ashes.

The ice sword passed through Bai Mufeng's hair crown and inserted into the wall behind him, showing off its power with a cold air.

The hair crown fell off, and the black hair hung down, almost covering Bai Mufeng's entire face.

Fortunately, Bai Mufeng was not stabbed to death, otherwise she would be done playing.

An Ning clutched her chest, and breathed a sigh of relief, her legs went limp without exerting any strength.

He didn't sit on the ground and was held by someone around the waist.

After a long while, An Ning stood up straight and gritted her teeth angrily, "You little mute—"

The boy looked at her, Moli's blue eyes showed a little bewilderment.

Suddenly, he blinked innocently.

Clean and clear, simply stunning.

An Ning couldn't say how he was charged with intending to kill.

"Hurry up, move him to the bed, it's not good to catch a cold." An Ning found a stool under the table, poured himself a cup of tea, and sipped it slowly.

After a while, she turned around.

Bai Mufeng was still in the bucket, and Qian Lin didn't move.

peaceful:……

She suddenly wondered if she had just spoken.

Repeatedly, "Qian Lin, help move him to the bed."

Qian Lin stared at Bai Mufeng as if stunned.

It's chilly, what a sign of murder!
An Ning controlled the fear in her heart, rushed to the barrel in three steps and muttered, "Okay, it's better to ask for help than to ask for yourself. I'll do it myself. You can just sit there."

Stretching out his hands, he didn't even have time to touch Bai Mufeng's shoulders.

Suddenly being held——

An Ning was puzzled.

The boy said without the slightest emotion, "Saint, can a man and a woman kiss each other?"

"so?"

"Please avoid the saintess."

"Ah—?" An Ning's lips parted and he was about to ask a question when his eyes suddenly darkened.

The boy's palm lightly covered his eyes.

His palm was very warm, in stark contrast to the coldness of Bingjian.

An Ning blinked, then blinked again.

Under the palm, the girl's long eyelashes trembled softly and itchy.

This feeling seems to be very comfortable.

Further down, there is the girl's beautiful lips, with a touch of pink and a sweet taste.

Qian Lin looked at it and pursed her lips tightly.

The fingertips of his left hand moved slightly, and his internal energy surged.

The sound of water splashing——

An Ning suddenly understood, "I know what you are going to do, I won't peek."

Thinking about it, the little mute now should have been brainwashed by the guy who was on trial together. He knew what men and women could accept or not kiss, and repeated it twice in one night.

Her pink lips shivered and she spoke softly.

He couldn't hear what she said, but it was as if something was floating lightly in his heart and could never be brushed away.

Qian Lin held her breath and lowered her head, her nostrils were filled with her orchid-like fragrance.

Sweet taste.

like.

There was intense emotion in his icy blue eyes.

Holding his breath, he pressed a kiss on her lips and left quickly.

"Qian Lin, are you ready?" An Ning asked, grabbing his sleeve.

Qian Lin looked at her fingers, feeling a little happy.

The thinned lips were gently covered again.

An Ning felt the strangeness on her lips and couldn't help being suspicious.

Could it be that she was stolen?Impossible!How could a person not breathe, could it be that he was kissed by a ghost?I bother!
She squeezed Qian Lin's sleeves even harder, and slipped into his arms quietly.

The lips seemed to hit something, they were soft, and the tip of the tongue licked them——

A little familiar.

An Ning hurriedly took away the hand from her eyes, but couldn't push it away——

"Little mute, did I kiss you?"

No answer.

Is it my own illusion?That's right, he now knows what it means to be unable to kiss a man and a woman, so he should not give a kiss.

"I apologize." An Ning said very lightly, regardless of whether it kissed or not, an apology is always right.

Qian Lin raised her lips, opened the palm of her left hand, and gradually withdrew her inner strength.

boom--

The naked Bai Mufeng was thrown heavily on the bed.

The voice was so loud that An Ning couldn't help shaking three times.

His eyes turned cold, and he finally saw the light again.

Bai Mufeng returned to bed and covered himself with a quilt.

But what to do with the traces in this house?
As soon as she raised her eyebrows, she saw Qian Lin took Bai Mufeng's sword and left a strange sword mark in the room with a few swipes.

How can she explain this tomorrow?

An Ning wanted to curse, but looking at the back of the young man holding a sword in both hands and standing proudly, she suddenly felt a little scared.

Qian Lin asked, "Saint, go back to sleep?"

"It's better not to go back." She had to be there at all times to lie, otherwise she would be in misery if Bai Mufeng woke up.

"it is good."

Qian Lin responded quickly. He put down Bai Mufeng's sword and turned around to go out.

In less than a moment, the door was repaired for her and the wall was repaired.

Strangely, he never looked at her from the beginning to the end.

An Ning was terrified, and felt more and more that she might have offended Qian Lin invisibly, and her life was in danger at any time.

Although she is the saint of Jingshang Palace, although she has a lot of poison, but someone seems to be very tolerant.

Seeing the boy walk out of the room, An Ning followed slowly.

Under the moonlight, his back was a little lonely and cold.

An Ning mustered all her strength, rushed over, bumped into his back, and hugged his waist.

An Ning said softly, "Don't be unhappy, I'll be here at any time."

The boy's body seemed to freeze for a moment, and he escaped unexpectedly.

An Ning boldly continued, "Qian Lin, please give me a hug."

The boy turned his face sideways, his eyes were ice blue.

I don't know if it was an illusion, but there seemed to be a small ball of fire in the cold blue ice.

Before An Ning could understand it, he stood up from the ground.

The black figure disappeared into the night——

Fly away after a disagreement?
Do you want to act like this?

An Ning glared a few times, feeling more and more that he, who has no martial arts, is really a fighting chicken among the weak!
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Early the next morning, An Ning began to give Bai Mufeng detoxification medicine.

When everything was ready, she dragged a chair to sit on.

He propped his chin and yawned with his eyelids propped up.

Finally, he fell on the edge of the bed, his forehead was slightly red.

Bai Mufeng's eyelids trembled and he slowly opened his eyes.

The room was weird, with traces of a fight.

He stretched out his long arm, wanting to take the sword.

An Ning seemed to have just been awakened, her eyes were a little lazy, and soon she smiled again, "Sweetie, you are awake!"

The girl's forehead was red, her eyes were red, and she couldn't hide her exhaustion even when she smiled.

Bai Mufeng reached out and touched it unconsciously, "What's going on?"

"Hiss..." An Ning shrank back, pretending not to know what he asked, and automatically explained something else, "Yesterday you went crazy."

When he lied, his face did not turn red and his heart did not beat. He was completely calm. Of course, he also showed great worry.

Bai Mufeng glanced around the room, it was indeed his swordsmanship.

It is true that he has been having strange dreams recently, and he has almost no willpower. Could it be that he has really gone mad?
"Where else are you injured?"

Bai Mufeng sat up anxiously, the quilt slipped off, and his body suddenly felt cold.

(End of this chapter)