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Chapter 82 The Fourth Pool of Blood

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Jin Lang lay on Meimei, gasping for breath, and sweat flowed down her body and wet the bed sheets. Meimei dared to open her eyes at this time, but immediately found that her mother and Xu Yanan were actually staying in the room. The blush on her face that had not yet disappeared suddenly reached the base of her neck. Feeling that Jin Lang was still in her body, she couldn't help but struggle slightly, but a tear-like pain came from her lower body, which made her brows frown.

"Mom... why are you... why are you here?" Meimei was so embarrassed that she almost wanted to find a crack in the floor to get into it.

Sister Xia and Xu Yanan both looked red. They couldn't answer here to help Jin Lang show their skills, so they both blushed and didn't reply.

After Jin Lang finished, the atmosphere felt a little strange, so he couldn't help but turn over and lay next to Meimei, but it pressed on Feng Luan's body, with his palm just resting on her snow-white chest, and there were several traces of being suppressed by skills. Sister Xia and Xu Yanan quickly lowered their heads, because Jin Lang turned over, the little brother on his lower body was still full of fighting spirit, which made the two of them feel a little strange.

Feng Luan opened her eyes slowly with a light snorted, and suddenly felt something grabbing her chest. She couldn't help but pat her and murmured: "Sister, why are you running to my room to sleep again? You're making trouble again." Feng Luan opened her eyes unhappily. She was about to scold her sister, but she was immediately stunned by the scene in front of her.

Jin Lang was a little embarrassed and confronted her big eyes. Feng Luan immediately screamed in a state of mind, and quickly protected her chest with both hands, but her lower body was chilly. She covered her hands up and down randomly, but she felt a little ineffective, and she wanted to grow more hands.

Feng Ling smacked her lips and was awakened by Feng Luan's screams. She rubbed her eyes in a daze and sat up: "Sister, why are you quarreling early in the morning? I still have to sleep." Feng Ling said lazily, not yet figuring out the situation.

Jin Lang looked at the two hills exposed to the air of Feng Ling. He couldn't help swallowing hard. Although he was even worse than his sister Feng Luanlai, the scale was not small anymore.

Meimei saw Jin Lang's confused eyes, quickly covered her chest and then carefully pulled La Fengling.

Feng Ling woke up and shouted in surprise: "Meimei? Jinlang? Why are you on my bed?" Feng Ling blinked her beautiful big eyes, and she seemed to be unable to figure it out.

Feng Luan looked embarrassed and angry, and she looked like she gritted her teeth: "Jin Lang, I didn't expect you to be such a person. I've misread you."

"What's wrong with it?" Feng Ling didn't know why her sister scolded Jin Lang, so she couldn't help but ask while trying to comfort her, but as soon as her body moved, she couldn't help but scream. "How could this happen?" Meimei asked with tears in the corners of her eyes and pear blossoms in the rain.

Jin Lang sat at the end of the bed like frost-beating eggplant without saying a word! Sister Xia and Xu Yanan looked at each other, and the two couldn't help but start to comfort the three of them.

Feng Ling only found the two of them at this time and couldn't help but say, "Sister Xu, Sister Xia! What happened?"

Sister Xia coughed awkwardly and glanced at Feng Ling's chest. Feng Ling screamed in surprise and realized that she was not wearing clothes. She quickly blocked it with her hands, staring at Jin Lang angrily, and the little tiger's teeth were weaving a cold light.

Sister Xia glanced at Jin Lang, then looked at the three beautiful beauties including her daughter. She sighed and explained everything.

After hearing Sister Xia’s explanation, the three women understood everything. Although Feng Luan knew the cause and effect, she still looked desecrated, and her eyes looked at Jin Lang with disgust.

Feng Ling laughed, "So that's the case. Jin Lang still saved us." Feng Ling smiled and blinked at Jin Lang. Jin Lang just raised his head and lowered his head quickly. He couldn't help but scold himself for being useless, but he was even worse than a woman's look.

Feng Ling rolled her eyes and pulled Meimei to the side and chattered and didn't know what she was saying.

Jin Lang looked at Feng Luan in pain with some regret, and whispered: "I'm sorry, Teacher Feng, I..."

"Don't call me Teacher Feng, I'm not as good as you." Feng Luan turned her head and did not look at him, but secretly wiped her tears.

Jin Lang scratched his ears and foreheads in his heart. Feng Luan has always been a goddess-like existence. Jin Lang respects her very much. He doesn't know what to do today. Do you want to tell Feng Luan that I will be responsible for you? But Feng Luan, who has always been gentle and a little arrogant, will accept it? Maybe the other party will sneer and sneer.

Feng Luan waited for a long time but did not receive a piece of comfort from Jin Lang. Her eyes became much dimmed, and tears even broke out. But she did not cry and silently put on her clothes.

The atmosphere in the room was a little awkward. Sister Xia and Xu Yanan didn't know what they should say, and they felt that staying here was unnecessary. The room suddenly became quiet, and only Feng Ling and Meimei were left talking quietly.

"It seems to be mine."

"No, I don't look like it."

"Why don't it look like it? It's my first time."

"I... so do I."

"I understand, this must be my sister's."

Jin Lang looked over curiously, not knowing what the two girls were talking about so intensely. When he glanced at Feng Ling pointed to a pool of blood on the bed sheet, he said confidently.

Feng Luan's movements in dress were also stagnant, and her head was lowered with blushing, obviously she noticed something.

"Oh." Meimei nodded convincingly. "Sister Feng Luan is a teacher. She is so powerful usually. This pool of blood is the biggest and most popular, so it must be hers."

Feng Luan's expression became even more uncomfortable, and her movements of wearing clothes became stiff.

"Ah?" Feng Ling suddenly asked a question suspiciously.

"What's wrong?" Meimei asked in confusion with her cute big eyes.

Feng Ling stared at the bed sheet and said, "Meimei, we should be three women. Why are there four pools of blood?" Feng Ling said, and couldn't help but look at Xu Yanan on the side strangely.

Recognizing Feng Ling and Meimei's eyes, Xu Yanan blushed and stammered and explained in a hurry: "I...I don't. This is not mine. I didn't join you just now..."

Feng Ling smiled: "Sister Xu, I didn't say it was yours. Why are you so nervous? Could it be that you are here?"

"I'm not." Xu Yanan said subconsciously, but suddenly realized that there was something wrong with her words, so she quickly changed her words. "No, of course I am... Oh, I'm so embarrassed." Xu Yanan covered her face, feeling that the more she explained, the more she became, the more she was messy.

Suddenly, Jin Lang's voice came over: "That Fourth Beach is mine."

As soon as this said, the whole room was frozen in an instant. Even Feng Luan opened her eyes wide and looked at Jin Lang strangely. Her eyes couldn't help but look at his lower body, but found that something was still firm. Feng Luan's face turned red and she couldn't help but spat.

"What? Yours?" Feng Ling grew up with an exaggerated look. "Aren't you a man?" As soon as Feng Ling finished speaking, Jin Lang felt several gazes locking his little jj.

Jin Lang coughed awkwardly: "That... is indeed mine. Well, it seems that someone bit me, it hurts a lot."
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