super ghost system

Chapter 129 A Painting
It was so difficult to decide, Nie Xiaoqian was worthy of being the king of ghosts, she was naturally charming, but with just a few words, Wei Feng was embedded in a solid rock like steel, and there was a gap in the arch.

The two holes in the nose are already bleeding out...

Seeing the nosebleed, Nie Xiaoqian jumped back in fear, and said nervously, "Sir, why is your nose bleeding, wipe it off quickly!"

While talking, Nie Xiaoqian hurriedly took out a roll of toilet paper from the table.

No matter what you say, Wei Feng is also an innocent virgin, even the first kiss is still on the lips, and he hasn't lost it. If it wasn't for Nie Xiaoqian, an unexpected lover, he might still be living alone now.

My heart kept pounding, and I wanted to stride to the bathing place, but I couldn't restrain the excitement in my heart, the hairs all over my body stood on end, and an idea appeared in my mind...

Anyway, Nie Xiaoqian passed the door right away, without any physical contact, this little enjoyment should be fine...

Wei Feng smiled nastyly, made a tangled look, and said: "Xiaoqian, the relationship between the two of us is confirmed. This last step still needs to wait until the day of marriage. However, taking a bath, although it has not crossed the line of fire, but After all, it's a skin-to-skin relationship, it's a bit bad..."

When Nie Xiaoqian heard this, she turned around silently, she was very pitiful, especially since she was naturally charming, her every frown and smile could seduce people's thoughts and every move, she couldn't help but wanted to say a few more words good words.

When Wei Feng saw Nie Xiaoqian who was almost crying, he looked pitiful and couldn't help but walked forward and said, "Xiaoqian, what's wrong with you?"

Nie Xiaoqian raised her shoulders slightly, and said: "Is it because my husband doesn't like Xiaoqian? As a wife, isn't it only natural for Xiaoqian to serve her husband and do what she can do? But my husband is so reluctant. Xiaoqian was stimulated in her heart. If the husband didn't like Xiaoqian, then Xiaoqian would be willing to serve as a slave, or even a cow or a horse. Thank you, if the husband saw Xiaoqian, he would feel bored in his heart , then we can’t stay anymore, we might as well just leave..."

"Where did I say I don't want to? It's just that in today's society, isn't it about freedom and equality? The weights of our men and women are the same, there is not much difference, so I still take care of your feelings. As for taking a bath, I also I like it very much, do you want to come together?"

Wei Feng smiled lightly, but he forgot it at first.

The era when Nie Xiaoqian was educated was still in the past. Naturally, she had a strong mentality of male superiority and female inferiority. She believed that men were the backbone of the family and the only person she could rely on. Her purpose was to give birth to children for her husband. At the same time, serve the husband and wife to start a family and start a business, and then do big things to be a qualified and virtuous wife.

When Wei Feng was speaking, he gently raised his right hand, and passed it over Nie Xiaoqian's neck, which was as smooth and tender as a pearl. It was very comfortable, as if it was freshly made tofu, which made people obsessed.

Nie Xiaoqian let Wei Feng's few kind words coax her flowers to tremble. She dodged Wei Feng's hands very skillfully and said coquettishly: "Mr., you are so bad..."

Then, he picked up an apple, stuffed it in Wei Feng's hand, and quickly left from here, entering the bedroom.

Wei Feng froze for a moment, remembered something, and said, "Xiaoqian, don't you want to bathe your husband in the dragon and phoenix bath together?"

Nie Xiaoqian turned around, grinned, and closed the door with a "pop" sound, her face flushed.

Wei Feng was depressed for a while, and he didn't pretend, so he hurried to take a bath casually.

About half an hour later, Wei Feng looked around in the mirror at his strong and well-proportioned body, the muscles above the arms, the triangular muscles in the abdomen, and the huge monster under the abdomen, as well as the resolute and handsome face. Fascinated, he made a yes movement on his chin.

Then he wore a casual outfit and hummed a few lines that he always thought were the theme song of a TV series he watched when he was a child: "I smile smugly, I smile smugly..."

Knocked on the bedroom door.

Finding no movement, Wei Feng gently and slowly pushed away, and found that Nie Xiaoqian was enjoying the time of sleeping during the day.

It looks like the muscles are slack, there are thick dark circles above the eyes, and the look of lack of energy is really pitiful.

In order to maintain its physical body and be able to use it during the day, the Painted Skin Ghost also needs to store the necessary energy, which is the purpose of sleeping.

Following his gaze, he found that just in front of the bed, there was a frame for a painting, which was a sketch.

There is a boy and a girl in the painting, plus seven or eight rascals.

The place is a dilapidated building, which has not yet been built, and it has been a long time since it was built, and it looks dilapidated.

The street is a bit shady, revealing a bit of gloom.

The girl was about thirteen or fourteen years old, with big eyes, cute and pitiful, squatting in the corner, and the seven or eight scoundrels all had a wretched look drooling, and it could be seen from their eyes.

The rascal wanted to do something shameful with this girl. At this time, the boy fell from the sky, his black windbreaker fluttering in the wind, and his face was resolute. After people saw it, they felt a sense of security, as thick as the earth.

The other rogues all showed fearful eyes.

With slanted eyes, the little girl looked at the boy with a look of anticipation, and a red heart of love was born.

Although the painting skills are very average, the girl's long-leg stockings were turned into iron-legged steel stockings in the painting. The eyes are really big, taking up most of the face. Especially the boy's windbreaker is even more exaggerated, almost covering it. The whole person!
Of course, the emotions contained in it are beyond words, making Wei Feng's eyes almost moist, looking at this painting affectionately, if the guess is right, this plot is exactly what Wei Feng just started to rescue him, and the whole What happened.

Nie Xiaoqian really had a heart, and she couldn't help showing pity.

He stretched out his right hand and placed it on her icy cold face, but Wei Feng didn't feel anything.

Even if the ice in his hand is wrapped in ice, he will melt it into water droplets with the most blazing flame in his heart.

"Huh? Sir, why are you here? Ah, you haven't seen my painting, have you..."

Nie Xiaoqian should have felt the movement of Wei Feng's hands falling down, and opened her eyes quickly, as if there was something hidden in it, she quickly jumped up and finished a painting behind her. Cover up completely.

(End of this chapter)