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Chapter 26 Chunmeng Wuhen has nothing to do

Fish and dragons danced and sweated like rain.

After venting her heart out, Feng Juan did not stay in my bed for the night. Instead, she struggled to get up, put on her clothes, and left quietly as she had come, even closing the door carefully.

I lay on the bed, feeling refreshed and comfortable. I had the urge to hold Feng Juan down and do it a few more times.

Sister Miao said that sex is like a knife, and she personally made me realize the power of this knife.

However, there is one thing I don't understand.

Are all women knives, or are only women like her knives?

Feng Juan and Sister Miao are completely different.

Sister Miao was as strong as a leopard, without a trace of fat on her body. When she was extremely excited, every muscle in her body was tense, full of a terrifying sense of strength, as if she was desperately fighting the enemy.

But Feng Juan's body was as soft as dough, seemingly without any muscles. The more excited she became, the softer she became. In the end, her whole body seemed to be paralyzed as if she had no muscles or bones.

I am proficient in the thirty-six heretical arts, and have mastered the Yin Channel method. I can kill people from a distance without seeing blood, and raise my hand to save people without leaving traces. I will be a top-notch warlock in the world of any era.

But I don’t understand women.

I just feel that even if the word "sex" has both a sword and a sword on it, Feng Juan and Sister Miao are completely different swords.

I really want to try out the differences of each type of knife.

Fortunately, reason finally overcomes the impulse caused by desire.

Although I am not a good person, I am not a beast either.

Feng Juan had no choice but to choose to have a passionate relationship with me.

I can't take advantage of others' danger and add insult to injury.

The scene just now, although it is endlessly memorable, can only be regarded as healing.

People are using me as medicine.

Let go of the momentary obsession and impulse, your mind will soon return to calmness, count your breaths silently, and fall asleep peacefully.

Although I struggled twice this night and basically didn't sleep well, at four o'clock, I still woke up on time and got up to do morning classes.

First, meditate on the bed to nourish your Qi, then stand in the yard to keep fit.

While standing, I noticed that Feng Juan had also gotten up, wearing a down jacket, standing in front of the window, looking at me through the glass.

When she realized that I noticed her, she smiled at me, openly and openly, and then closed the curtains.

I continued to stand, my heart still, not disturbed in any way by her smile.

When I finished my morning classes and returned to the bedroom, Feng Juan, who had tidied up neatly, was already waiting at the door.

"Mr. Zhou, I will take the child back in a moment. Is there anything else you want to explain?"

"It's nothing. I've said everything that needs to be said. You decide what to do. After you go back, if anything goes wrong, come to me at any time. After you have breakfast before leaving, I asked the neighbor's aunt to take your share. , don’t let down other people’s good intentions.”

Bao Yuqin delivered breakfast for two people.

The mutton soup, cooking cakes and side dishes mixed with sesame oil are fragrant.

Feng Juan was not polite, drank a large bowl of haggis soup, ate two pancakes, and then left with her child in her arms.

Before leaving, he gave me a red envelope.

Five hundred yuan, the normal going price in Jincheng's business.

From beginning to end, she didn't behave strangely, and she didn't mention what happened last night again.

It seemed like it was just an erotic dream without any trace.

There were no more patients coming for treatment that morning.

I buried the big coin back under the threshold of the courtyard, stayed there until about ten o'clock, then simply packed it up, went to the opposite courtyard to explain it to Bao Yuqin, then left the residence and wandered around.

I had visited Dahe Village in the past few days, and I was extremely familiar with the basic environment, so I left the village directly and walked along the road around Dahe Village. After a while, I joined a group of old men on the street and listened to their gossip. After a while, I went to the billiard hall to watch the excitement. I also bought a dual-card cassette player and two Wang Jie album tapes in a department store. Finally, I had lunch at a street restaurant that made sesame noodles and bought roast chicken. , cooked beef, smoked dried beans and fried peanuts. He carried the cooked food in his left hand and the radio cassette player in his right hand and wandered back.

Walking on the road, I saw someone waiting in the yard from a distance.

There is a family of three here. The child in the first grade of primary school has been complaining all day long that he has a needle prick in his back. He went to the hospital to check and found nothing wrong. He went to the doctor on the street nearby to get treatment, but it didn't work. He was anxious to find out what happened. After seeing the TV program, I brought my children over to have a look as soon as I discussed it.

I let the three of them into the consulting room and made three cups of tea to warm them up as usual before examining the child.

After feeling the pulse and looking at the palms of his fingers, no one had any problems. He was asked to lift up his clothes and take a look at his back. It was not red, swollen or wrinkled.

I took a closer look around the child's brows and eyes, then stretched out my hand and pressed it randomly on his back. The child screamed out in pain and said there was a needle pricking him.

The couple was extremely distressed. The mother had tears in her eyes, and the father turned around, holding a cigarette but forgetting to light it.

I smiled slightly, stretched out my finger and tapped the child's back gently.

The child opened his mouth to scream that it hurt, but before he could scream, his eyes suddenly widened, he screamed, and he jumped up from the stool, tears and runny nose coming out.

This time, the couple was so frightened that they were at a loss and tried to hold the child in a panic.

I stopped the two of them, raised my hand and put it on the child's shoulder, and said, "This is a normal reaction to a real needle prick. If you lie to your parents again, you will continue to feel pain like this."

The naughty kid couldn't stand being so scared, and he immediately admitted that he was just pretending to be sick because he didn't want to go to school.

The couple, who had just been so anxious, immediately became furious and held down their son to start a mixed doubles match.

I stopped them and said, "You two, if you want to educate your children, educate them at home. It's not convenient here."

The two of them spared their son for the time being, thanked me profusely, and asked me to pay their respects.

I don't want this money.

After sending this family away, no one came for treatment in the afternoon.

I didn't go out for a walk anymore. I connected the radio player, put on the tape, and pressed the play button. Wang Jie's slightly hoarse voice rang out, "Going in the clouds, coming in the wind, covered with dust..."

This is one of my favorite songs.

I just leaned on the lounge chair by the window, listening to Wang Jie's songs, and stayed there all afternoon, until it got dark and the door was pushed open hard.

"You know how to treat heretics, right? I'm feeling a little uncomfortable these days, come here and have a look."

As a domineering and rude voice sounded, a man with half-long hair came in, wearing a leather suit. On a cold day, he only wore a floral shirt underneath, with the collar spread out, revealing a ferocious tiger tattooed on his chest. head.

He walked in with his arms crossed, sat down on the sofa, and threw the handbag under his arm on the coffee table. With a muffled sound, a black gun handle slid out from the open mouth of the bag.

I looked him up and down a few times, then asked with a smile: "Did Yao Daxian arrange for you to come and explore my bottom?"

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