Lin Chong led Su Miao to walk on the smooth and mirror-like lake surface.

Wherever you pass, there are ripples left.

Su Miao seemed to have become a child, sometimes jumping and sometimes spinning, and inadvertently showing her graceful and graceful figure.

Everything she experienced tonight was a novelty she had never experienced before.

"How did you do it?"

She couldn't help asking Lin Chong.

“It’s very simple.”

Lin Chong replied with a smile: "It is just a clever use of internal and external breathing."

Su Miao's face showed a look of yearning: "It's so amazing. I finally understand why so many people are eager to practice martial arts."

"If you want to learn, I will teach you." Lin Chong said casually.

Su Miao's beautiful eyes lit up: "Really?"

Lin Chong nodded: "Yes."

"But I am already in my twenties, is it still time?"

Su Miao bit her rosy lower lip: "And I heard that practicing martial arts requires a high qualification."

Lin Chong thought for a while, raised his other hand, and looked towards Su Miao: "Press your hand and me."

When Su Miao heard this, her pretty face turned slightly red, but she did not hesitate and raised her slender white and tender palms, and then fitted closely with Lin Chong's big hands.

As a descendant of the Su family, Su Miao was born with a golden spoon.

She has been living a life of luxury and food since she was a child, and she lives a life of clothes and food, and she doesn't know what the sufferings in the world are.

Even though I grew up, entered society and worked alone, I never did heavy work.

I don’t even have to wash my clothes by myself, and my true fingers are not touched by the spring water.

Therefore, her palms are not only slender, white and tender, but also soft and agile. They are simply the best portrayal of the poem "Wu Yan is better than snow, and the knife is like water."

If it were a man with a bad mind, he would be so beautiful that he would have been distracted and would have been so beautiful that he would have been so beautiful that he would have been so beautiful.

Although Lin Chong was also a little moved, his expression did not show any abnormality.

"Be calm and don't be nervous."

He reminded: "I want to check your qualifications."

Su Miao nodded slightly. She was clearly cold and noble in temperament, just like the bright moon in the sky, but now she gave people a sense of gentleness and obedience for the first time.

Lin Chong stopped talking and released a pure and subtle inner breath, and drilled into Su Miao's body along the two of his close palms.

Su Miao's delicate body trembled suddenly, and two blush appeared on her pretty face.

The inner breath rushed around her body, following the circulation route of the large and small circles, and through the Ren and Du meridians, she "touched" her whole body.

What's even more terrible is that every time he passes by, he will give Su Miao an electric feeling.

It was so numb that she felt weak all over and couldn't raise her strength.

Su Miao secretly gritted her silver teeth and endured silently.

However, her breathing became faster and faster, and her jade-like cheeks became redder and redder, as if she was coated with rouge, looking extremely beautiful.

"uh-huh......"

When the inner breath passed through the Dantian position, Su Miao finally couldn't bear it. He clamped his slender and well-proportioned legs, and a suppressed hum from his nostrils, and he lay in Lin Chong's arms.

The warm fragrance of nephrite enters the arms, and the faint fragrance of virgin fills the nose.

There was no trace of people around.

Only the lake and mountains are the sky and the stars are accompanying.

If Lin Chong could continue to sit in his arms and stay calm in this situation, I am afraid that even Liu Xiahui would be reluctant to give up.

Lin Chong paused, moved his hands down, and hugged Su Miaoying's slender waist.

Amazing elasticity comes from the hands.

Even though he was no longer Chu Ge, his heart was still shaking.

With the bright moonlight falling above his head, Lin Chong could clearly identify Su Miao's expression.

Her beautiful eyes closed slightly, her eyelashes trembled slightly, her pretty face was shy and timid, and she was half angry and half happy. She no longer looked like a fairy goddess who was independent in the world, but more like a lady who secretly had a secret meeting with her lover.

From Lin Chong's perspective, in addition to Su Miao's charming appearance, you can actually see more.

Inside the slightly open white shirt collar, a snow-white gully appeared and rose and fell with Su Miao's rapid breathing, emitting a fatal temptation.

Lin Chong suddenly lowered his head and kissed the cherry lips that were close to him.

Su Miao struggled weakly for a moment, then let Lin Chong be frivolous.

On Kunhu, two figures formed apart and had not separated for a long time.

The rustling sound occasionally sounded, mixed with red-faced whispers and low-mouths, but it was swallowed by the night without much farther.

Hundreds of meters away.

Behind an octagonal pavilion.

Chen Qing and Fu Xingling hid in the corner, staring at the two figures in the middle of the lake.

Gradually, Chen Qing blushed.

As if there were ants crawling on her body, she twisted unnaturally, but she couldn't bear to look away.

Fu Xingling was only at the peak of dark energy, and her eyesight was not as sharp as Chen Qing. Besides, it was night now, so she couldn't see the scene in the distance clearly.

"Sister Qing, what are the leader and Miss Su doing?"

After squinting his eyes and looking for a while, Fu Xingling had no choice but to give up and turned to ask the person next to him.

Her voice was very low, which scared Chen Qing, who was in a jealous heart.

"What...what?"

Chen Qing pretended to be calm and no longer as eloquent as usual.

"The leader and Miss Su."

Fu Xingling glanced at Chen Qing strangely: "Sister Qing, have you seen it clearly?"

"Well, yes, of course I've seen it clearly."

Chen Qing's face was even more flushed, but she stood in the shadows, with darkness covering her, so she didn't have to worry about being noticed by Fu Xingling: "That's it, nothing is good to look at."

Fu Xingling was confused when he heard this.

"Sister Qing, why are you a little surprised? Are you sick?"

While speaking, Fu Xingling stretched out his finger and touched Chen Qing's face. His tentacles were hot and he couldn't help but be surprised: "You won't catch a cold or a fever, right?"

"No, I'm very good."

Chen Qing avoided Fu Xingling's fingers and tried hard to prevent himself from looking at the exciting scene of people who cannibalize in the distance: " Stay quietly, you don't want to be discovered by my master, right?"

It really worked to bring out Lin Chong's name.

Although Fu Xingling was full of doubts, he still closed his mouth.

Half an hour later.

Lin Chong and Su Miao finally separated.

Su Miao's pretty face was flushed and beautiful. She turned her back to Lin Chong, combed her hair while tidying up her dress.

From the back, her figure is as beautiful as a painting.

Lin Chong left many traces on this painting, and he was only one last step away from fully mastering it.

"I'm different from other women."

A cold and pleasant voice sounded, with a strong shyness and unconcealed affection: "I don't ask you to be wholehearted, that's too unrealistic. I just hope you can respect me."

Lin Chong was silent for a moment and nodded vigorously: "Okay."

"So, how many women do you have?"

Su Miao suddenly turned around and looked straight into Lin Chong's eyes, and his beautiful eyes flashed with light that seemed to be able to see people's hearts.

The sixth sense in the dark suddenly warned Lin Chong.
Chapter completed!