"Silly woman, this will hurt you a lot." Wang Fan stroked Yuhan's back sympathetically.

"The pain was only for that moment, but it is something that affects my lifelong happiness. I don't want to leave any regrets." Yuhan still stubbornly curled his lips and raised his head to stare at Wang Fan.

"Yuhan, I understand what you mean. You don't need to embarrass yourself so much."

"I'm not embarrassed." Yu Han sweetly put his face on Wang Fan's chest, adjusted his position, lay on Wang Fan's body contentedly, and fell asleep sweetly.

It was already dark by this time, and the only light in the room was the flickering kerosene lamp on the small wooden table. I don’t know when it happened, but it started to rain lightly outside. Winter has begun, especially here.

In the mountains, the temperature is only about a few degrees. Although both of them have martial arts background and can independently counteract the temperature difference in the body with the Qi in their bodies, Wang Fan still pulled the sheet next to him and put it on their bodies.

Hugging Yuhan tightly, he also fell asleep.

I don’t know how long it had been since Wang Fan woke up, and when he opened his eyes, he found a pair of shining contact lenses staring at him.

"What's wrong? When did you wake up?" Wang Fan asked with a smile.

"It's been a while since I woke up. I'm hungry." Yuhan pouted, as if he was a little embarrassed, but his body didn't dare to move at all.

"Get up and make something to eat when you're hungry. Isn't there food in the kitchen?"

"I think so too, but your dishonest brother is still stuck in my body. How can I dare to move?" Yuhan shook his body, and Wang Fan realized that this naughty little Wang Fan didn't know when he would appear again.

He got tougher, and it happened that Yuhan kept a relaxed posture while lying on Wang Fan's body when he was sleeping. Little Wang Fan, who got tougher, naturally got into Yuhan's body again.

Wang Fan looked down and said, "Then you have it, aren't you full?" As he said that, he used his hands to do harm to Yu Han again.

"Don't... don't make trouble. If you make me weak again later, who will cook for you..." Yuhan, unable to resist, even used the excuse of cooking.

"It doesn't matter if you have food or not. It doesn't matter if you eat less. Do you know how long it has been since I tasted meat." Wang Fan turned over, pressed the white lamb under him, and pushed away Yuhan's lips.

With both hands, he bit down on the tender red flower on Yuhan's chest.

"Uh-huh," the lamb completely lost its ability to resist, and could only let the beast rub and play with it.

Perhaps because of this first experience, Yuhan seemed to be less sensitive than before. Under Wang Fan's constant kissing and caressing, he slowly learned to enjoy this free and elegant fun, and the sound of Yingge also slowed down.

Slowly and loudly.

When Yuhan was completely immersed in the mist of the clouds, Wang Fan began to move slowly. Although his movements just now seemed rough, this was Yuhan's first time after all, and Wang Fan still did not dare to be too presumptuous.

While pumping slowly, Yuhan had already twitched several times and vented under Wang Fan's caress. Wang Fan was unable to use his stormy attacks. But looking at Yuhan who was already limp under him, Wang Fan

Who can't bear to continue the conquest.

Wang Fan held up Yuhan's pretty blushing face and kissed her gently, "Okay, just have a good rest and leave the cooking to me. I'll call you when it's done."

"Uh-huh." Yuhan smiled sweetly, grabbed the quilt, turned over and fell asleep again. Wang Fan had no choice but to smile helplessly, put on his monk's clothes and went to the kitchen to prepare breakfast.

When Wang Fan returned to the house with the porridge, Yuhan was still curled up in the quilt and sleeping sweetly. A white and smooth jade arm stretched out from the quilt. Wang Fan walked over and gently touched Yuhan's arms.

Put your arms back into the quilt, and then cover yourself with the quilt gently.

Under the flickering oil lamp, the phoenix tattoo on Yuhan's left shoulder blade appeared lifelike. Under the flickering light, the phoenix flapped its wings as if it was about to fly out.

"Hey, why does the shape of this phoenix seem different from the usual ones?" Wang Fan stared at the tattoo curiously. Wang Fan knew about the phoenix tattoo on Yuhan's body. This phoenix is ​​called "Dancing Phoenix" in the clan.

It is also a unique tattoo form that can only be possessed by the royal family of the Jing clan, and is only slightly inferior to the "flying phoenix" on Wang Fan's arm.

He heard from Yu Han that this phoenix was tattooed on it by a tattoo master within the clan using a special technique during the ceremony after Yu Han was selected as a saint of the Jing clan. However, he also heard from Yu Han that

However, in fact, many of the tattooing techniques in the tribe have been lost, and what is spread in the world is less than a tenth or two of what is recorded in ancient books.

"Only one-tenth or two of the skills can already draw such beautiful tattoos. Wouldn't it be even more wonderful if the tattoos were drawn in ancient times?" Wang Fan was thinking of those maps tattooed on sheepskin.

, if superb techniques are used to embroider them, will they appear differently under specific conditions?

"What are you staring at?" Yuhan, who was woken up by Wang Fan, turned around and looked at Wang Fan with a smile.

"Look at you, look at the way you sleep, you are so beautiful."

"Yes, it will make others happy." Yuhan's angry look was another sweet sight.

"Okay, no more joking, please help me see if the tattoo on my arm will look any different under this light." Wang Fan unbuttoned his monk's robe and revealed the tattoo on his shoulder. The tattoo on Wang Fan's arm is also

It was made by the master, but it was just stabbed on his arm. It was not so convenient to observe, and I never saw the mystery.

Yuhan asked Wang Fan to lean sideways and point the tattoo on his arm toward the flickering light of the kerosene lamp, "Hey, the 'flying dragon' on your arm is really moving." But with a slight change of angle,

The soaring "flying dragon" returned to normal.

"It seems that it has to be under flickering light and at a specific angle to have this effect." It was also the first time that Yu Han observed this kind of scene. Now that the village has long been powered by electric lights, who else would look for it?

In this environment, I went to check out the tattoos.

"I guess even the master who tattooed you may not necessarily know that it can have such an effect." Wang Fan pulled the quilt, covered Yu Han's body, and swallowed hard. This time he was not

He was worried that Yuhan would catch a cold, but this beautiful ketone body aroused his sexual desire again, and Yuhan, who had just experienced human affairs, could not withstand another conquest.

"I'm thinking that most of our lost tattooing skills can have this magical effect, so if we hold a few sheepskin maps in our hands under certain conditions, will they also have some effects that we don't know about?

?”

"Yes, that's very likely. The maps we have are all made by tattoo masters in ancient times. As long as they use some special techniques on them, they can really hide a lot of secrets."

"Yuhan, I originally asked you to come here this time because I wanted you to bring us the map we have. However, because it is a matter of confidentiality, it is difficult to explain it when sending someone a message, so you have to work hard again.

Run once.”

"As long as you promise me one condition, it doesn't matter how many times you let me run."

In fact, Wang Fan had already vaguely guessed the conditions mentioned by Yu Han, but he was unable to refute due to the constraints of others.

"Take me with you. If you promise to take me with you, I will do whatever you want."

"It seems like you're really out of your element, right?" It seemed like he couldn't escape Yu Han this time, so Wang Fan acquiesced in his heart.

"I told you, don't ever leave me again in this life." Yu Han raised his lips proudly.

"Does that mean I promised you that you will do whatever I ask you to do?"

"Yeah, ah~, don't, don't, you bad guy..." Under Yuhan's exclamation, the makeshift bamboo bed began to chirp and gurgle again.

"You bad guy, why don't you get tired? You asked me so many times last night. You see, I can't even walk now." The next day, it wasn't until three o'clock in the morning that the two of them got up to freshen up. Yu Han

As he moved out of bed with his legs spread in embarrassment, he kept scolding Wang Fan.

"You said it yourself, as long as I promise you, you can do whatever I want you to do with me." Wang Fan acted cute at this time.

"Bad guy." Yuhan slapped Wang Fan angrily.

"Okay, no more joking, go find my uncle before you come back. He said before that there seems to be something important in his pillow that he wants to give to me. I don't know if it has something to do with this treasure.

, you should come together when you go back."

"Yeah." This was a serious matter, and Yuhan didn't dare to mess around, so he agreed obediently.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ On this day, Xiangxiang, who was in Hongcheng, got up early to wash up and dress up as usual. Since returning to Hongcheng, Xiangxiang has been fine

She would go back to Yiya Teahouse with Xiaofen to help. Although Yiya didn't pay her a salary, she just liked the quiet environment of the teahouse, which reminded her of the peaceful days when she and her brother came to Hongcheng alone to make a living.

At that time, Xiangxiang was still Xiangxiang, and Wang Fan was still Wang Fan. The two were just brother and sister, and their life together was quiet and sweet. Xiangxiang also wanted to find more sisters-in-law for her brother, and many more people to care for her.

She loved herself, but she didn't know that she would later become her brother's woman. Looking at her brother's "pink army" that was growing day by day, Xiangxiang felt an indescribable feeling in her heart.

But even though her brother is not around now, several of his women also love her very much. Slowly, Xiangxiang also found some comfort in her heart: at least among these women of her brother, she is still the most loved one.

For Xiangxiang, who has always regarded Wang Fan as her spiritual support, at least she has found some psychological balance.

"Xiangxiang, are you ready? We have to leave. If it's any later, I'll be late." Xiaofen, who lives with her, came over and knocked on Xiangxiang's door.

"I'm fine, but I have to wait for Qingqing, she still has to put on makeup." Xiangxiang opened the door, revealing Qingqing who was still applying lipstick in front of the mirror. Where did Qingqing come to Hongcheng with Xiangxiang?

Walking with Xiangxiang and returning to the tea house are the same.
Chapter completed!