Chapter 53 Reappearance of the Dragon Claw Hand Grabbing Milk
In the world of the Three Kingdoms, Wang Meng has been the lord for such a long time. He is no longer the ruffian college student who does things without thinking. He thinks about problems much more thoughtfully and steadily, and he has some of the thinking habits of a superior person.
"Let's go, let's go. It is said that there are many beauties in the research team this time, hehehe~~" Yin Jianren said with a wicked smile, "Don't be disgusting. Aren't you afraid that the 16-year-old little sister you just met will be jealous?" casually
Made a joke
, Wang Meng raised his legs and walked out. It's a blessing, not a curse. It's a curse that you can't hide. If someone is coming towards you, you can't hide. Instead of guessing, it's better to go directly and see who it is.
, what are you trying to do?
"You don't understand. Little girls nowadays are so awesome. Tsk, tsk, I won't tell you anymore, and you won't do anything even if I tell you." Yin Jianren raised his face, looking disdainful of you.
Seeing Wang Meng walking directly in front, he chased after him.
Behind Yuanxin Lake, there is a high-end clubhouse opened by the school. It is used to receive distinguished guests or leaders who come for inspections. It has been nicknamed the flattering building by the students in private.
Wang Meng came here for the first time today. He thought it would be luxurious and luxurious, but he didn't expect it to be quite elegant and tasteful. He couldn't help but secretly nod, the designer of this place is really good.
The surrounding corridors were winding and full of wisteria, full of ancient charm. Wang Meng looked unmoved. Although such an antique design was exquisite, how could it catch Wang Meng's eyes? During the Three Kingdoms era, the layout of the city lord's palace was much more sophisticated than this.
While Yin Jianren was looking around, he took the time to secretly glance at Wang Meng. Seeing that Wang Meng was as calm as usual, he couldn't help but be secretly surprised. This kind of reaction really didn't look like someone from a poor mountain.
A child who came out of the village, even if this child has all kinds of adventures. "Does it mean that the information organized to investigate is wrong?" I just came up with this idea, but I couldn't help shaking my head secretly. It is impossible for the investigation to be wrong. This person's background, personal resume
It was as clear as a clear water, and you could see it all at a glance. For the first time, I felt that this young man who had lived with me for three years had a mysterious color on him.
Yin Jianren seemed to have been here more than once. He was familiar with the road and opened the door of the small courtyard directly. Wang Meng followed and walked in. Before he had time to look at the situation in the courtyard, he heard a clear and sweet shout, "Look at the sword!" A sword light came to meet him.
Coming, Wang Meng didn't have time to think too much, he subconsciously crouched down and stepped forward, flicked the middle finger of his left hand on the edge of the sword, and swung away the incoming force. His right hand rushed out, and the black tiger dug out the heart!
It's not that our fierce brother is keen on this wretched trick, but until now, he only knows two tricks like this, either the black tiger takes out the heart, or the monkey steals the peach, or he splits the Huashan Mountain with all his strength.
Although his moves were a bit unbearable, Wang Meng couldn't bear it. He was now at the peak of foundation building. His movements were as fast as lightning and his power was unparalleled. No matter how rubbish the moves came to his hands, they were not something ordinary warriors could resist.
Just hearing a sweet cry, Wang Meng had firmly grasped the opponent's chest, fought with one hand, and lifted the opponent in the air. Fortunately, Wang Meng is no longer what he used to be, and he can send and receive strength from his heart. If it were not
Before building the foundation, she could have been killed in this rush.
In fact, Wang Meng blamed her for being so cruel just now and wanted to teach her a lesson. Otherwise, he would have just turned his strength into softness and pushed her away. Although he was unscathed, if he had been an ordinary person, that sword blow would have
It could kill the other party, so he strengthened his hands and lifted her into the air.
I'm so sweaty. I don't know if it was a coincidence or Wang Meng's intention. Wang Meng just grabbed the other person's breasts and felt that they were delicate and plump. Although the little girl was not old enough, she had quite a lot of material.
The little girl couldn't care less about being shy, and she shed tears of pain. She struggled desperately in Wang Meng's hand, "You big bad guy, put me down quickly. I want to tell my sister that you bullied me, wuwu~~~"
"Your sister?" Wang Meng was startled. Before he could let go, he heard a loud laughter coming from the room, "Little friend, please be merciful." Seeing the adult come out, Wang Meng felt a little embarrassed.
Once upon a time
At the door of the house, the child was bullied before they even met. She couldn't help but touch her nose and put the child down in a polite voice. When the little girl saw the old man coming out of the house, she didn't dare to do anything again. She just rubbed her chest with tears in her eyes and hid in the house.
Behind the old man.
Only then did Wang Meng have the opportunity to look at the other party. The little girl looked about sixteen or seventeen years old, with cloud-like hair, skin as good as snow, a pair of big eyes on her pink face, and long eyelashes fluttering up and down.
, as if he could talk, so cute. At this time, this person is both cute and serious
The little girl had a fierce face, with crystal tears hanging on her long eyelashes, glaring at Wang Meng fiercely. But this time the little girl's efforts were completely in vain, she had no idea that even with her eyes wide open, she was daring.
She had a small mouth and was as beautiful as a beautiful porcelain doll, which made Wang Meng's eyes go straight.
"Ahem..." A deliberate cough came from the room, and then an old man walked out. He was dressed in Taoist attire, with pale beard and hair, and an immortal spirit. He walked like clouds and flowing water, with an indescribable rhythm.