"So, we fought to the death, and in the end it was a waste? It just stopped a stupid war that shouldn't have happened. And the regime is still in the hands of the royal family, and now there are more Americans?"

When Beiyuan Nanfeng heard the words of Sumiko Qihai, he felt a little annoyed.

"As long as it has been done, it will not be meaningless. Although the inner prince is smart, some things cannot be compensated by intelligence. For example, the overall strength of the Ise God Palace is weakened, and the troubles are now left, the so-called Amaterasu Mahara.

In addition, the punch you hit the palace and broke the right wing spine, and the opposition should take the opportunity to take the lead. It will be difficult for her to maintain the trend of one-man rule. Besides, it will be said."

Sumiko Nichihachi paused and said casually: "It really doesn't work. When I'm stronger, I'll take you to fight again. It will always solve the problem."

"Tsk, it's easy."

Kitahara Nanfeng looked away from her face, leaned against the pillow, and looked at the ceiling: "You have been facing Amaterasu's great God in a few minutes and you have lost your strength. Can you really win when you really face her?"

Sumiko Nichihae yawned: "I don't know."

Beiyuan Nanfeng: "Ha?"

"I don't know, the reason I was losing my strength this time was because I didn't have a good rest the day before."

"...Are you a primary school student? You also need to ensure adequate sleep time?"

"almost."

"I'm irritating, irritating! Don't admit it with a look of insignificance."

Sumiko Nichihae tilted her head: "Will I become younger because of your words?"

The north plain and south wind were speechless: "…wait."

“…”

Sumiko Nichihae frowned slightly, suddenly moved uneasyly, and adjusted her position.

After all, Beiyuan Nanfeng is not a fat man.

The abdominal muscles are strong, but also flat.

And the body of Qihai Chengko is not comfortable to sit on Beiyuan Nanfeng while kneeling.

"If you feel uncomfortable, go down. After asking my questions, what does it look like when I sit on me?"

Beiyuan Nanfeng patted her thighs and then sighed:

"...so it was a waste in the end."

He raised his hand, stretched it a little, and then laughed: "It's not worth it. If you beat the dead, you will have to live in a country ruled by those who are in power."

It's not worth it.

But in fact, Beiyuan Nanfeng also understood the current situation.

This is the best result.

He was just subconsciously making fun of him.

“…”

Sumiko Qihai looked at Nanfeng, Nihara, and didn't know what she was thinking. After a while, she suddenly asked softly: "...Isn't it worth saving me?"

"Ha?" Beiyuan Nanfeng was slightly stunned.

"hand."

Sumiko Nichihae slightly raised her snow-white jaw and said proudly: "Who asked your hand to be taken away? Put it back!"

Beiyuan Nanfeng glanced at Qihai Chengko's bent kneeling on the bed, with beautiful lines and plump **, and then stared at her.

"I just said that I'm lucky, but now I can't even get it away?"

"I'm a woman."

Sumiko Nichihachi looked down at the Nanfeng of Beiyuan and said expressionlessly: "You are the first man to do this. Don't think I'm so casual. If you touch me, don't move away."

??Northern Wind: "..."

"What to look at."

"I suspect you are shy now, Sumiko Nanami."

Sumiko Nichihae sneered, looking very disdainful.

??"…”

Beiyuan Nanfeng put his hand on again, and as if he was revenge, he suddenly rubbed her plump thighs with great elasticity.

Sumiko Nichi looked down at the hands on her thighs, feeling a little uncomfortable, but she didn't hate it.

So there was no sound.

"...I'm not shy, it's boring."

Beiyuan Nanfeng curled his lips.

"If you want that artificial reaction. Then I can tell you clearly that I don't."

Sumiko Nichihachi said calmly: "You really want to see it. You may have to go back a thousand years ago. Although my memory is vague, I vaguely remember that I was shy once at that time, mainly because I accidentally broke my legs when I fought with someone. I was embarrassed, that was the only time I was shy."

"That tm is not shy!"

Nanfeng Beiyuan was shocked: "That's at most guilty, okay?"

"That's gone."

Sumiko Nichihae raised her finger and gently stroked his face: "I hated men at first. They relied on their natural physique and always felt superior. They could not even beat me. I just hated men, so the kingdom was inherited by the bitch from Gao Tianyuan. From then on, I don't hate men anymore, because these wastes can't beat me at all."

"...Okay, okay, you're good."

Beiyuan Nanfeng let go of her thigh with his right hand and turned to hold her soft and boneless hands. He could not imagine that he could force the gods.

"Sincere?" Sumiko Nichihiro stuffed her slender fingers into the gap between Nanfeng Beiyuan's fingers and asked with a frown.

"Sincere."

Nanfeng Beiyuan nodded, then looked at the girl who seemed to never give in: "How about it, have you been lonely for so many years?"

“…”

Sumiko Nichihae was silent for a moment and suddenly smiled: "Is this a routine? I have heard someone say that when a woman relaxes her vigilance, ask some specious questions, and then open the woman's heart to achieve the goal of finally pushing down the other party."

"roll."

Beiyuan Nanfeng's face turned dark: "I was in the same room with you that day. Did you tell me I was trying to push you down?"

Sumiko Nichihae showed a sudden enlightenment expression: "Oh, did you mean that night you were like a sissy?"

North Yuan South Wind: "…"

"Are you angry?"

"right."

"You can't beat me."

Sumiko Qihai mocked her, then raised her hand that was tightly clasped with Beiyuan Nanfeng, placed it beside her shiny red lips, and gently sniffed Beiyuan Nanfeng's fingers.

"...What are you doing?" Beiyuan Nanfeng couldn't help but bend his fingers and touched her particularly soft red lips.

"The smell of a man... By the way, this is the second time I feel the smell of a man so close."

Sumiko Nichihae sniffed carefully again, her expression a little strange.

"When was that first time?" Kitano Natsuki's thoughts were a little confused. Sumiko Nichi's actions hit his straight ball area, and she couldn't stop her mind.

"The first time yesterday, when the air-to-ground missile fell."

Sumiko Qihai replied, then hesitated for a while, suddenly stretched out her pink tongue and gently licked the fingers that Beiyuan Nanfeng touched his red lips.

The north plain and south wind collapsed instantly.

"ah"

Sumiko Nichihae suddenly let out a short cry.

But the mood is not intense, it's like a good read.

Her eyes left from the hands of Nanfeng Beiyuan and looked down at the place where she was sitting.

The north and south winds only cover the thin quilt.

“Go down.”

Beiyuan Nanfeng looked at her expressionlessly, but he had not finished speaking.

Bang

The ward door was suddenly pushed open with force.

Suyong Jiyue, carrying two plastic bags, rushed in and said furiously: "Shinko Qihai, can't you buy lunch yourself? You actually want me..."

But as she spoke, she saw the Nanfeng of Beihara and Sumiko Shirai on the bed, and her words suddenly stopped.

“…”

Sumiko Nichiko looked at Suyong Jiyue, but did not get up. Instead, she moved her body and sat back. Regardless of the unusually strange face of Kitahara Nanfeng, she looked at Suyong Jiyue again and said coldly: "Go out."

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Chapter completed!