Wei Xuefeng was stunned for a moment, then waved his hand and said with a disapproving smile: "Brother Wang, don't worry, I saw that woman is not in any danger."
Wang Hao squinted his eyes slightly and could clearly see a faint black air lingering near the bridge of Wei Xuefeng's nose, which was slightly red.
The face is dull, and the black energy indicates disaster, and a slight redness indicates the disaster of blood and light.
There was no black energy on Wei Xuefeng's face before, but it was after he received the phone call that this black energy appeared.
However, Wang Hao didn't say anything more. Firstly, what he could see through Feng Shui mysticism may not be true, because the world's events are too variable.
Secondly, the black energy in Wei Xuefeng's Palace of Disaster was very light. Even if there was a bloody disaster, it would only be a minor injury and would not cause any serious harm.
Therefore, Wang Hao did not insist anymore and left the hotel after telling Wei Xuefeng to be careful.
As soon as he got home, Wang Hao saw Ning Miaomeng standing at the door with an anxious look on her face, banging and banging on his door.
"Stop knocking! Stop knocking! I just came back." Wang Hao's eyes twitched fiercely and he stepped forward quickly.
Ning Miaomeng turned around and saw Wang Hao, and said angrily: "Where have you been? Didn't you make an appointment to visit Mo Yuan at two o'clock in the afternoon?"
"It's only one-forty now, not too late." Wang Hao smiled.
"My senior sister is also going. She asked me to wait for her at the street entrance at 1:50. Come on, follow me quickly."
Ning Miaomeng had a look of panic on her face, "My senior sister is very punctual. Even if I am even a second late, she will definitely scold me."
After saying that, she took Wang Hao's hand and left.
The little Taoist nun's hands were warm, soft and smooth, and felt very good. Wang Hao was a little surprised that the little Taoist nun actually took the initiative to hold his hand.
It seemed that she was really anxious.
"Hey, Ning Miaomeng, if your senior sister sees you holding my hand like this, will you get scolded?" Wang Hao walked away.
"oops."
Ning Miaomeng quickly let go of Wang Hao's hand, her pretty face flushed with embarrassment. It was simply unimaginable that she would take the initiative to hold a man's hand.
"I... I was too anxious and didn't pay attention."
Ning Miaomeng forcefully explained, but she didn't realize it, and she felt a lot closer to Wang Hao invisibly.
In the past, she would not have held a man's hand no matter what, even if it was extremely urgent.
"Ning Miaomeng, why is your senior sister going?" Wang Hao asked curiously, looking at Ning Miaomeng who was almost trotting in front.
"My senior sister has just collected an older acupuncture technique and wants to try it out to see if she can impress Mo Yuan with that acupuncture technique."
Ning Miaomeng said without looking back, walking faster and faster.
Wang Hao had no choice but to speed up his pace and looked at the figure of the little Taoist nun walking in a hurry, her long hair flying around her shoulders, and waves of refreshing hair fragrance drifted into her nostrils.
He took a breath and said a little funny: "Ning Miaomeng, you seem to be very afraid of your senior sister."
"Yes, my senior sister is very strict, ten times more severe than my master. I am not afraid of my master, I am afraid of my senior sister. I have been afraid of her since I was a child."
As Ning Miaomeng spoke, she suddenly turned around with a serious look on her face.
"Wang Hao, my senior sister has a very bad temper, especially towards men."
"When you see my senior sister soon, no matter what she says, don't be angry or argue with her, okay?"
The little Taoist nun had an apologetic expression on her face, "If my senior sister offends you with her words, don't be angry. I apologize to you here in advance."
"..."
Wang Hao was a little speechless. Ning Miaomeng's senior sister didn't seem to be an easy person to get along with.
Before they even met, the little Taoist nun had already started to apologize on her behalf.
"Okay, I promise you, for your sake, I don't have the same experience as your senior sister. Good men don't fight evil women." Wang Hao said with a smile.
"My senior sister is not a bad girl. She is the best senior sister in the world. Although she is very strict, she treats me like a biological sister. From now on, you are not allowed to speak ill of my senior sister again."
Ning Miaomeng glared at Wang Hao.
"Okay, okay, you two have a deep love for each other as sisters, so I won't tell you." Wang Hao looked like he couldn't laugh or cry.
Ning Miaomeng gave up and continued on her way, but after taking two steps, she seemed to remember something and said quickly: "And Wang Hao, my senior sister hates men very, very much. Please don't show too much intimacy with me for a while.
, otherwise she will fall out on the spot."
Wang Hao curled his lips, "What the hell is this senior sister Ning Miaomeng? Why does she hate men so much? Has she been hurt by a man before?"
Seeing the nervous look on the little Taoist nun's face, Wang Hao wanted to meet her senior sister.
"Wang Hao, please promise me, okay?" Ning Miaomeng looked begging.
Wang Hao felt a little unhappy and said calmly: "I don't understand what excessive intimacy means. Can you show me how to do it?"
Ning Miaomeng's pretty face turned red again. She felt that Wang Hao was a bad person and his words were a bit annoying, but she didn't feel disgusted in her heart.
Then she thought for a while and said: "Just like what we did just now, it won't work if we hold hands. That would be too close."
"Is holding hands too intimate?"
Wang Hao looked surprised, "Do you know that in the eyes of modern people, excessive intimacy... No, what is intimacy?"
"What is it?"
Ning Miaomeng tilted her little head, stared at Wang Hao with a pair of pure, watery eyes, and looked at Wang Hao seriously.
The pink and jade-like face was immediately close to Wang Hao's face, and the eyes and expressions clearly showed a touch of tenderness and cuteness that only a girl can have, making people feel love and care.
desire.
Out of nowhere, Wang Hao suddenly put his arms around Ning Miaomeng's slender waist, suddenly moved forward, and kissed her gently on her lips.
Just like a dragonfly touching water, it is divided when it touches it.
"In the eyes of us modern people, this is called intimacy. Do you understand now?"
When Ning Miaomeng's expression suddenly turned frightened, Wang Hao said with the image of a teacher preaching, learning, and solving doubts.
Ning Miaomeng was not only shy now, but also full of anger.
This bastard actually kissed her!
Took away her first kiss!
Suddenly, thick murderous aura bloomed from Ning Miaomeng's delicate body, overwhelmingly pressing towards Wang Hao.
The little Taoist nun suddenly went berserk!
Wang Hao felt that his life was in danger and walked away from him. As he walked, he said: "What are you doing? I was just trying to explain to you and tell you the standards of intimacy in the eyes of modern people."
"There is also a standard for excessive intimacy. Do you want to try it?"
"Ah, Wang Hao, you bastard, I will kill you——"
Ning Miaomeng screamed, her beautiful eyes were red, her five fingers were hooked, and her three thousand black hairs were dancing wildly, and she rushed towards Wang Hao as if she was possessed.
The little Taoist nun has been practicing for more than ten years to be pure and have a quiet and natural mind. At this moment, there are boundless ripples.
Wang Hao ran away.
Soon he arrived at the intersection, turned around and said to Ning Miaomeng: "Don't be impulsive. If your senior sister sees you right away, how will you explain it?"
"you--"
Ning Miaomeng's eyebrows stood upright, her beautiful eyes were on fire, she wished she could punch the extremely hateful face in front of her.
But when she thought of her stern senior sister, she had to suppress the anger in her chest.
As disciples of Liantang Zhai, their virginity cannot be broken and their first kiss cannot be lost.
Although she was passively kissed by Wang Hao just now, it was considered a violation of the sect rules. If the senior sister knew about it, she would definitely be severely punished.
"Wang Hao, just wait for me. I will settle the score with you later." Ning Miaomeng gritted her silver teeth and said fiercely.
Wang Hao smiled. Afterwards, I'm afraid I will hug you and sleep together, because you will lose the bet with me soon.
Then, Ning Miaomeng turned around angrily.
The strange thing is that although she is angry, there is not much rejection in her heart.
Once in the university library, if she accidentally bumped into a boy, she would feel a little nauseous.
But now that her mouth was kissed, she didn't feel that way at all.
Ning Miaomeng felt that she was a little abnormal.
Moreover, the feeling just now... that moment was so wonderful, it felt like my whole body was being electrocuted, and there was an indescribable feeling.
Is this...this what kissing feels like?
Ning Miaomeng began to have random thoughts.
At this moment, a majestic voice suddenly sounded from behind her: "Xuanmeng, what are you doing?!"
Ning Miaomeng suddenly turned around, her face suddenly startled, and she subconsciously shouted: "Senior...Senior Sister..."