Is this little woman infected or has been stimulated? Is her brain unclear?

However, the little girl's big eyes were shining, and she definitely didn't look like she had a brain problem.

Has he missed something in the past five years?

He was a little confused about the situation.

He blinked at him happily, Bao Qi's eyes swayed slightly, and a bright luster flashed in his eyes.

Confident, sharp...

The things she reviews every day are the remnants of the "Golden Seal and Jade Han" recorded on the stone wall, mainly the bone-touching metaphysics part of mountain, medicine, fate, divination, and appearance. The bone-touching metaphysics is a method of exploring human bones to find out fate. The manual given to her by the man in the detention center recorded some methods and mantras for learning bone-touching disease. The two things combined and combined the medical knowledge she learned at UCF Medical College in the past few years, the bone-touching disease is no longer difficult for her.

It sounds quite profound, but to put it simply, it is just like the "pulse-taking" in traditional Chinese medicine. It is the same for doctors to judge the patient's physical condition and the principle of disease through the pulse of the patient. However, it is just that a prop that breaks the rash becomes a disease through the bone marrow of the human body.

In fact, the two are similar.

Of course, she didn't tell Leng Xiao about these things.

For ordinary people, things that are too mysterious may not be acceptable. After all, the loss of "Golden Seal and Jade Han" makes the subject of bone-touching metaphysics not as far-reaching as traditional Chinese medicine, and it is so easy to be convincing.

Seeing that he didn't answer, she continued to urge: "How is it? Second Uncle! I promise to understand the cause of Sister Hong's death. Is it OK?"

A serious little face, a confident light, and a shining eyes...

With a bit of righteous beauty, a man's heart beats.

"Okay." The word "Okay." burst out from his slightly dry throat after the incident. The hoarse voice showed his absolute trust in her. No questions asked, no pressure, unconditional agreement and trust...

This feeling suddenly shook Baoqi's brain cells that had been depressed for a long time.

She thought she could.

Her eyes flashed and her light floated. She turned her head with courage and turned around and pressed her tightly on her body. Her forehead with water stains was pressed against his hard forehead. The sound of surprise floated in the cave.

"Uncle Second, do you really believe me so much?"

Looking at her face, the man did not directly answer her words, but his tone was affirmative, "Wait for me to arrange."

With his white little fangs, Baoqi grinned and looked at him with disbelief.

"real?!"

As soon as the words came to an end, the force of the man holding her fingers became stronger.

He didn't say anything, but she really made her feel a little uneasy, "Don't worry, I'll do it!"

After pondering for a while, Leng Xiao raised his eyebrows and swept his eyes to her face with a chill, "Aren't you afraid of the corpse?"

"Not afraid!" She pursed her lips and nodded affirmatively.

Human anatomy is a basic subject of medical school. It is absolutely not a pretentious thing to say that you are not afraid of the corpse that is soaked in formalin does not mean that you are not afraid of death, nor does it mean that you are not afraid of potential murders...

So, she raised her delicate brows and she lowered her forehead and hit her hard, making her voice a little crisper.

"You have to touch even if you are afraid."

The man narrowed his cold eyes slightly and said in a heavy tone: "However,... there are still conditions."

ah?!

Baoqi sighed, feeling a little calm, "What conditions?"

After all, he still didn't believe her?! Unexpectedly, the man sitting under him poked her suggestively after a second. He stared at the man's eyes that were caught on fire again. He pursed his lips and she suddenly laughed.

"So you...don't you, you're so lustful!"

The man seemed to enjoy her embarrassment when she was coerced, and narrowed his eyes slightly, "You come this time."

"Ah? I..." Bao Qi's brows were raised hard, his heart beat faster, his scalp numb by his burning eyes, and the corners of his innocent mouth twitched violently, and a feeling of falling into a trap in his heart, "You'd better not want it? It's getting late!"

The corners of his lips were tightened and the man looked at her.

The two looked at each other and had a stalemate for about ten seconds.

The man suddenly stood up and stood up, raised his hand and grabbed her wrist, dragged it to his body to press it, bit her lips, and grinded her warm lips for a long time. The tip of his tongue penetrated her lips and teeth, stirred, sucked, and kissed her lingeringly. He licked his lips sexyly, and his cold eyes fell ambiguously on her confused little face, just as she thought he was going to continue.

"Silly, why don't you leave yet?"

Ah?! Bao Qi is silent!

As it turns out, Uncle Er's black-hearted and indifferent style has reached the pinnacle again!

"Let's go, why don't you go!" She turned around consciously. She took his military uniform and prepared to put it on for him. It was a condition to compensate? One after another, ignoring the man's bad movement of scratching her, narrowing her eyes and smiling ambiguously.

"It's so miserable to ask for help. My aunt can't do it anymore, and she still has to be a little slave!"

The man pursed his lips tightly and did not speak, allowing her to serve him, and his kingly posture was even more noble.

Her cold eyes as dark as ink looked at her busy.

While kissing, she put on clothes, saying that she was dressing for him, and it was more like flirting. The man's powerful hands always slid up and down her back, and her interest was rising and unable to hold it down. She finally pressed her shirt for him as if she was pretty good. She also took a lot of effort to buckle her pants, and then pulled the belt buckle and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Okay!"

A little shyness, a faint blush, like a small part.

To be honest, she liked his appearance in military uniform very much. Her whole body was full of integrity, perseverance, majesty, grandeur and positive energy. She lowered her eyes and accidentally passed by the congested part below him. She strangely thought of the evil feeling that broke the right rules when she was pressed under him. Thinking of his sometimes chaotic appearance when he was so anxious that he had no time to take off his clothes, his heart twitched slightly and he was slightly wet again.

His dangerous eyes were lowered, and the man looked down at her, "I still want me to get to you?"

As if his thoughts were seen through and thrust, Baoqi felt a little embarrassed and his face suddenly turned red. He felt that this man was too scary. Will he see through this secret sexual imagination?! Whether he dared not admit it or was angry, she rudely buttoned him up and glared at him fiercely.

"Scum!"

"Don't admit it?" Mr. Xiao hugged her waist, lowered his head and chewed his mouth, his movements were so rough that he could not swallow her into his stomach.

In the cave, a warm breeze blew by, bringing a damp breath.

"Let's go." The man's voice was particularly heavy and hoarse.

"Yeah." Bao Qi couldn't breathe and wanted to leave, but almost couldn't stand firm.

Seeing her feet weak, Master Xiao stretched out his iron arm to hold her, narrowed his cold eyes and looked down at her, "I can't bear to bear it?"

Clearing his throat awkwardly, Baoqi raised his eyebrows as if calm.

"Who can't bear to bear it? You!"

The corner of his mouth slightly raised, the man stopped talking and walked out first.

When he realized that he was pretentious again, Baoqi laughed and took two steps forward and took his arm.

The stone door opened and closed again.

Inside and outside the cave, two blocked worlds.

He ignored the ambiguous sight of the soldiers guarding outside the cave, and the two of them blew the salty and wet sea breeze and turned back to the camp of the Scorpio base along the quiet path.

Considering the problem of long nights and many dreams, after dinner at the base, they did not accept their comrades' reluctance and went straight back to Kyoto City by plane. Before the plane took off, Leng Xiao issued a mission request to the Red Thorn Headquarters. They asked them to control Sister Hong's body, for fear that they would be cremated suddenly before they arrived, and Baoqi had no choice but to touch her if she wanted to.

After getting on the helicopter and holding the little raindrops, Baoqi's eyes passed through the clouds outside the cabin, making her temples thrust and her heart rhythm uneven—

Can the dead speak?!

I don’t know, I hope Sister Hong can give her the answer she wants!
Chapter completed!