Douluo's strange martial spirit

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At night..., in the master bedroom of Baiyuan Garden, Tang Yuehua was wearing purple suspender pajamas, sitting on her husband's back, massaging his shoulders gently.

This was originally the job of maids and maids, but she did it with joy.

The warmth of his jade hands made Zhang Zheng moan and groan in comfort from time to time.

Especially those two thighs exposed to the air, the delicate snow-white skin like peeled lychees rubbed against his body, making this little universe seem to be on fire.

"Xiaozheng, when Qingwei took Xiaosan and Xiaowu to the guest room just now, I saw you whispering something in her ear.

Tell me, are you going to do something bad to these two little guys? "

Feeling that the prelude was almost there, Tang Yuehua, who was wearing suspender pajamas, immediately lay on her husband's back and asked softly in his ear.

The charming fragrance spread into Lao Zhang's nostrils from time to time, making this guy feel even more hot all over his body.

However, remembering the instructions to Qingwei, Lao Zhang suddenly showed a bad smile on his face.

He used his arms to prop up his body and turned around. With the cooperation of his wife, the two of them faced each other, with their eyes facing each other.

"Hey...! Yuehua, don't worry about Xiaosan and Xiaowu.

Look at the time, don’t you think this is the best time to conceive?

As for the two of them, they might have children before us! "

Looking down at the spring light on his wife's collar, Zhang Zheng had no time to worry about Tang San and Xiao Wu.

Children and grandchildren will have their own blessings. As an uncle, he did his best.

If Tang San and the others couldn't seize the opportunity, they could only blame themselves.

Holding his wife's slim waist with both hands, Lao Zhang was about to kiss her red lips.

"Don't...!

If you don't speak clearly today, I won't let you touch me. "

Seeing the evil smile on her husband's face, Tang Yuehua always had a bad feeling, how could she dare to let him do anything wrong.

Holding his mouth with one hand, she moved her body away from him and looked at her husband angrily.

There is a posture of saying that if you don’t explain it clearly, I will go and see it myself.

That was her nephew. When he was a guest at home, even if her aunt came over late at night, no one would gossip.

"Okay, I'll tell the truth, let's lie down and talk."

Pulling his wife back onto him and lying down, Zhang Zheng reluctantly told what he had told Qing Wei.

In the guest room, Tang San and Xiao Wu were sitting by the bed, each holding a picture album left by Qingwei before she left.

Xiaowu has a pink face and rosy cheeks, and she secretly glances at her third brother from time to time, her eyes trembling, sparkling, and carrying endless hints.

As for Tang San, he was gritting his teeth at the moment. If he could survive the beating, he could not wait to go out and deal with Lao Zhang.

The album in his hand is extremely rich in content, covering not only the legendary Eighteen Forms of Awei, but also countless highly difficult martial arts.

It was a must-read textbook for Zhang Zheng's maid training. I heard from Sister Qingwei that the entire textbook was the essence of the textbook that he collected from countless materials and personally reduced the complex to simplicity.

In maid training, learning this textbook is a prerequisite for graduation.

Take today's Little Wild Cat. After her training is over, she must be proficient in the eighteen martial arts in the picture book.

After just a few glances, Tang San threw aside this masterpiece written by his senior brother.

His soul power level was not high enough, but after just a few glances, the soul power in his dantian began to flow downward uncontrollably.

Looking further, classmate Tang San is afraid that he will become possessed and lose all his ten years of skill.

"Xiao Wu, let me drink some water and you go to bed early."

Seeing Xiao Wu looking at him, his eyes filled with something different from before, Master Tang San, who was as protective as a jade, couldn't stand it any longer.

After saying hello, this guy planned to run to the living room.

"Third brother, there are water cups and kettles there, you don't need to go out."

Pointing to the bedside table, Xiao Wu kindly reminded her third brother.

"Xiao Zheng is really not a good person. How could he give someone a book like this?"

Looking reluctantly at the two little figures fighting in the picture album, Xiao Wu finally threw it aside.

All right...!

Sister Xiaowu thinks that the content in the album is trivial. Her main attack method is soft skills, which can be learned in just one go.

Seeing the third brother picking up the kettle and pouring water into his stomach cup after cup, Xiao Wu blushed, silently took off his clothes and got into bed.

The two of them have lived under the same quilt for six years. Today, for some reason, Sister Xiaowu just feels nervous.

"Thump..., thump...!" Her heartbeat was uncontrollable, making her very uncomfortable.

Also unsuitable was Tang San, an old bachelor.

He didn't feel it when the two of them lived together before, but today when he saw Xiao Wu's exposed round shoulders and two tender white and small feet, he felt his mouth go dry for a while.

In the Dantian, a fire of ignorant karma is burning crazily, and it cannot be suppressed.

He glanced at the girl on the bed with a lustful look. The guy reluctantly suppressed the throbbing in his heart, and then turned his head with difficulty.

"Xiao Wu, you go to bed early, I'll go to the living room to practice all night."

Brother Xiaochu is like this. He obviously wants to do something, but he pretends to be serious, as if he is a saint, showing his self-control to his lover.

"Third brother, will you let me be your wife?"

Just as Tang San reluctantly prepared to leave the room, Xiao Wu suddenly reached out and grabbed the corner of his clothes.

Although his face was red with embarrassment, he still asked weakly.

"Yes..., I said I would protect you for the rest of my life, and I will protect you for the rest of my life.

No one can take you away from me unless you don't love me yourself. "

With Xiao Wu holding him by the hem of his clothes, Tang San retracted the foot he just stretched out, his tone was firm and left no room for doubt.

This was the promise they made when they were children. Over the years, he always remembered it in his heart and never forgot it for a moment.

Regarding the third brother's answer, even though Xiao Wu knew the answer, a satisfied smile still appeared on her pretty face.

"Third brother, we haven't slept together for a long time.

Although Xiaozheng is a bit naughty, I don't care about sleeping with you. "While speaking, Sister Xiaowu, who was only wearing pink underwear, had already lifted the quilt from her body and hugged the third brother tightly from behind, who had his back turned to her.

The first strike is strong, and the second strike suffers.

Xiao Zheng is so unreliable, what if one day he really leads his third brother astray and finds a wild woman?

Instead of surrendering the third brother to others, she, Xiao Wu, might as well strike first and capture the innocent third brother.

Don't wait until the third brother becomes like Xiao Zheng, and there will be no place to cry with regrets.

Sister Xiao Wu remembered Zhang Zheng's unconscious words in her heart.

Men become bad when they are rich, and the third brother with five million gold soul coins is really considered a rich man.

If you want money and talent, the third brother is simply a weakened version of Xiao Zheng.

In this regard, Sister Xiaowu felt full of crisis.

Feeling the warmth coming from behind him and the familiar fragrance, Tang San froze in place.

"Xiao Wu, we are not yet fourteen years old, really...!"

As soon as Tang San opened his mouth, a soft and tender hand covered his mouth, making him unable to continue speaking.

"Third brother, Xiao Zheng is the same age as us, and Sister Qingwei is also thirteen years old and is with Xiao Zheng.

Moreover, Xiao Zheng is still the number one genius in mainland China. "

Tang San didn't need to finish his words, Xiao Wu, who had a clear understanding of his words, had already blocked all his excuses.

Speaking of being young, Zhang Zheng and Qing Wei are examples.

Speaking of delaying cultivation, Zhang Zheng's achievements told Xiao Wu that the two of them being together had nothing to do with the speed of cultivation.

“⊙▽⊙.

Xiao Wu, I am studying the picture album compiled by Xiao Zheng. "

With his escape route blocked, Tang San could only choose to study humbly and sharpen his spear in the face of battle.

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