Female President's Protector

When they walked in, they found that everyone's eyes were on themselves.

Sanniang, on the other hand, sat in front of Situ Jitong with a blank expression on her face. If you looked closely, her bright eyes were filled with tears.

Zhang Yi frowned coldly, his eyes flashed, and he strode to Sanniang's side, looking at Situ Jitong without saying a word.

The whole body's aura was in vain, and the cold breath spread throughout the Situ hall, making people feel shuddering.

After a long time, Sanniang stood up slowly, holding Zhang Yi's big hand: "My friend, let's go."

Zhang Yi nodded gently, pulled Sanniang's catkin, and walked straight out of the hall.

A lotus pond in the outer courtyard of Situ's house was full of lotus flowers.

Plump and round, the light lotus flower is similar to Concubine Yang, with a little pink and charming. At this time, Zhang Yi felt that if it was under the moon, he would ask Sanniang to dance a neon dress and feather dress for him, and make the autumn evening star river The vows turned into meteors, quietly scattered into the reeds, and turned into fireflies.

But at this time, Sanniang was like a lotus flower.

Out of the mud but not stained, clear ripples but not demon, can be seen from a distance but not played with.

On her face, there was a faint and sad expression, as if no one was close to her.

Even Zhong Wenjing had a timid face, she had never seen her master like this.

Several people stayed by the lotus pond for a while, Sanniang hugged Zhang Yi and asked in a low voice: "My friend, will you leave me?"

Zhang Yi was slightly taken aback, his gaze was full of doting, he looked at the beauty in his arms, and hugged her tightly.

The voice is very soft and soft: "When we are old, we can buy a piece of land in the mountains. If we can't afford it, we can rent it. The house will be built next to the rice field. In spring, vetch flowers will bloom all over the fields, and butterflies will fly here and there. Go, the cattlemen meet the rain and stand under the eaves to chat with us."

"In summer, hemu is earing, and there are egrets falling into the sunset in the distance. In autumn, the leaves of poplars are blown by the wind and beeping. The yard is full of rice, and the gluttonous chickens are driven away with bamboo poles. In winter, nothing happens. Do it, simmer taro and chestnuts in the charcoal fire, and discuss with Wen Jing's cat every day, which salted fish to eat during the Chinese New Year!"

"Pfft!"

Sanniang smiled charmingly, and a man's words always made her smile like a flower.

But no matter whether she is the devil or witch, or President Bing next to him, or Zhong Wenjing who hugs the Persian cat tightly, they are all rendered by Zhang Yi's description of the peach blossom-like life, and there is a look of expectation in their eyes.

"My friend, I think." Sanniang raised her eyes, and looked at Zhang Yi tenderly with her scissored eyes. The always charming and generous woman showed a shyness that only Luo Qingcheng would show.

The orchid-like fragrance sprayed on Zhang Yi's stern face. At this time, she was as bright as the sun rising from the morning glow, and as bright as a flower coming out of Lubo.

"Yang Ming, take me to Yanjing Mengchen branch."

Seeing the tenderness and affection between the two, the corners of Luo Qingcheng's exquisite mouth were slightly raised, showing a hint of happiness.

It turned out that seeing Sanniang happy made me happy too. Perhaps, their hearts were all imprinted on Zhang Yi, because they were all about the same person.

"Ah?" Yang Ming looked at it well, but when he heard Luo Qingcheng's words, he couldn't help being stunned.

"Allure..."

Zhang Yi stared coldly. Now that everyone is practicing in seclusion, he is worried that someone will take advantage of this to find Luo Qingcheng.

Seeing Zhang Yi's brows full of worry, Luo Qingcheng smiled sweetly.

He still didn't forget himself in the end, which made her heart jump a little, and she lightly pressed her pink lips: "Don't worry, I'll just let the disciples of Senior Feng come, don't worry."

Zhang Yi pondered for a moment, nodded, with a slightly embarrassed expression: "Call me immediately if you need anything."

"Ok!"

"Yang Ming, wait for me!" Zhong Wenjing also knew that what the master needed most at this time was the comfort of the master, and she was no longer here to be a light bulb, and caught up with the two of them.

Sanniang and Zhang Yi also walked out of Situ's house. What they didn't see was that Situ Ji stood there with the same sad face, looking at their backs, full of thoughts.

Santo Hotel.

This suite seemed to be reserved by Luo Qingcheng, and this little girl never checked out.

When Zhang Yi and Sanniang came here, after Sanniang closed the door, she couldn't hold back the emotion in her heart anymore, she wrapped her arms around Zhang Yi's neck, and blocked Zhang Yi's big mouth with her hot lips like fire.

"Oh……"

With Sanniang's tender cry, the room ushered in primitive activities like a storm.

For a long time.

For four or ten minutes, a hormonal smell spread in the room, and on the sofa, Sanniang lay there like an octopus, her face flushed, very attractive.

Looking at Sanniang who is alluring like silk, Zhang Yi's fingertips slowly brushed her skin like a newborn baby, his eyes are full of love.

Suddenly, Zhang Yi's heart trembled, and then his brows raised, and Sanniang's body changed drastically.

Seemingly having discovered her vision, Sanniang opened her eyes, pursed her lips, and sat cross-legged.

"Don't worry, I'm here."

The man's words are like a needle that stabilizes the sea, calming Sanniang's mind and allowing her to break through with peace of mind.

Zhang Yi thought for a moment, found the golden turtle, and poured out a few regenerated spirit stones.

His lips moved quickly, and he kept chanting the Jiulian formula.

Immediately, a golden light appeared on Zhang Yi's fingertips.

Whoosh!

Zhang Yi flicked his fingers, and the golden light instantly shot into the regeneration stone.

In vain, the regenerated spirit stone emitted a faint golden light and quickly poured into Sanniang's body.

And Zhang Yi was not idle, he silently recited the Nine Lotus Jue, took out the Nine Lotus Needle, and after opening Sanniang's Ren and Du Second Meridians, waves of true energy instantly poured into her body.

At this time, Sanniang's complexion showed a trace of pain and was slightly pale.

Zhang Yi's eyes flashed with distress, and he said softly, "Be patient."

Breaking through the congenital at the peak of the Houtian Jiuzhong is all about an opportunity, while Sanniang is practicing the Nine Lotus Jue, which complements her.

But even Sanniang couldn't bear the pain like washing the marrow and refining the bones.

Time passed, and before I knew it, two hours had passed.

Sanniang's naked body was stained with dirt.

Slowly opened his eyes, looked around himself for a week, with a happy expression on his face: "The early stage of the second level of congenital?"

"Yes." Zhang Yi let out a breath, and pinched her little nose dotingly.

"My friend, thank you." Sanniang pursed her lips and chuckled. She knew that Zhang Yi must have given a lot in addition to protecting himself. If nothing else, just look at the pile of blackened regenerated spirit stones on the ground.

"Silly girl!" Zhang Yi pulled the woman into his arms.

"Dirty..." Sanniang froze when she found the dirt on her body, and wanted to push Zhang Yi away.

But Zhang Yi held her in his arms, with a playful smile on the corner of his mouth: "Then let's take a mandarin duck bath together."

Sanniang stared at Zhang Yi with watery eyes, and wrapped her pink arms around his neck.

"My friend, do you have a breakthrough?" Suddenly thought of something, Sanniang pursed her lips and asked!