I really don't want to be a teacher

The old fortune-teller stood where he was, listening to the young woman's words, nodded and answered.

"...Then master, do you need anything else?"

"...No need, no need... Pindao read the scriptures a few times... This ghost is not an evil ghost... Right... Save it, save it, it should be enough."

The old fortune-teller shook his head quickly first, then looked at the small area in front of him and said aloud.

"...Then master, master, please do the next ritual."

Nodding her head, with fear in her eyes, looking in front of her, the young woman said aloud.

"...Miss, I'm already home. Why don't you take off your coat? It's uncomfortable to wear so thick...Is it because of the cold? Then I'll go and close the door."

Excitedly, the young man was talking next to the young woman, and then ran towards the living room door.

……

After taking a look at the people in the room, Lian Ge moved his foot away again, walked into the living room, walked to the empty space next to the sofa in the living room, and watched quietly as before.

In the room, the young man excitedly ran to the door of the living room,

The old fortune-teller looked in front of him, raised his hand, and barely made a gesture, as if he was about to start reciting some scriptures.

The young woman looked at the living room with fear in her eyes, her body trembling slightly, and then looked at the old Taoist priest.

At this time, the young man stretched out his hand, surrounded by ghostly and yin qi, overflowing and breeding, and grabbed the handle of the living room door, and then struggled, little by little, to pull the living room door,

"...too high..."

"...Boom!"

Just as the old fortune-teller made some noises, the door of the living room was slammed shut.

The old fortune-teller's voice stopped abruptly, his whole body trembled, he turned around involuntarily, and was about to walk towards the door of the living room.

As for the young woman, trembling all over, she turned around and saw the door closed, followed by staggering, and ran towards the closed living room door.

The young man who had just pulled the door shut was panting heavily, standing aside, wiping the sweat that didn't exist on his forehead.

Chapter 662 Ouch!

"...Phew, I'm exhausted, I'm exhausted..."

Seemingly panting heavily, the young man wiped the non-existent sweat on his forehead and said aloud,

And the young woman who hurriedly ran towards the living room door passed through the young man's body, reached out and grabbed the doorknob, twisted the handle,

Turning the handle, the young woman pushed, staggered, and the living room door was pushed open.

Shocked, the old fortune-teller couldn't stop trembling, and wanted to run to the door. Seeing that the living room door had reopened, he stopped his movements.

"...The door can be opened... It's okay, this is a supernatural... The ghost will definitely react... Don't panic... Don't panic..."

Listening to the fortune-teller's words, the young woman pushed open the door, hesitated, stopped her movements, and stood sideways at the door of the main room,

The old fortune-teller was talking, and his footsteps moved towards the door quietly, and moved again.

"...Then master... master, you can go on and save..."

The voice was trembling. The young woman looked into the living room with fear in her eyes and trembling all over. She held the door tightly and waved her hands, saying aloud,

"……well……"

The old fortune-teller responded immediately, raised his hand, trembled slightly, and then made a gesture of making a formula, his voice trembling, and then he said aloud,

"...The Supreme Commander..."

Some trembling scripture chanting sounded in the living room.

"... Miss, Miss, I was wrong, don't go..."

The young man seemed to have breathed heavily, then moved closer to the young woman, and said aloud,

"...Miss, I was wrong, I was really wrong...don't leave..."

In a hurry, the young man looked remorseful and said aloud,

"...Miss, don't go, let's cultivate our relationship, Miss... Are you thirsty, why don't I bring you a bottle of water...Miss, don't go, let's cultivate our relationship... ...I don't touch you anymore, I don't hug you anymore, I don't kiss you anymore... I don't touch your thighs anymore, I don't hug your waist anymore, I don't hug your waist anymore touch your legs, I don't hug your waist anymore I touched your fragrant, soft and white thighs and other places..."

"...Crack! Sun Zhen, Sun Zhen, how can you be so shameless, your etiquette, your morality, your sense of shame... How can you only think about Miss Sister's thighs... Xiang Xiang What about the soft thighs... Xiangxiang's thighs covered with slippery stockings..."

"...Crack! Sun Zhen, Sun Zhen, who are you sorry for, Sun Zhen...can't you think of another place...soft waist...sweet face..."

"...Crack! Despicable!"

"...Sun Zhen, cultivate feelings, cultivate feelings and then touch, cultivate feelings for half a month...a few days...then touch Miss Sister's thigh... Crack!"

"...Hey, little sister, why are you sweating? Is it hot? Let me take off your coat..."

Remorseful, he stood next to the young woman and talked for a while, the young man raised his head again, looked at the young woman excitedly and said,

The young woman was standing by the door of the living room, holding the doorknob tightly with her hand, looking around the living room from time to time, with fear in her eyes, trembling all over, cold sweat on her forehead,

"...Miss, it's hot, it's so hot, I'll take off your coat..."

The young man said excitedly,

"...Take off your coat, Miss Sister, you won't be hot... Take off your coat, Miss Sister won't be hot if you don't wear so thick... If you don't wear a coat, Miss Sister is wearing a sweater Well... the sweater is so elastic... Do you want to take off the pants? After taking them off, there will be white thighs left inside. Will you catch a cold... When you go to take a shower in a while, you should take them off and wash them Baibai's thighs... Baibai's fragrant and soft thighs..."

While talking, the young man stretched out his hand and, with great effort, unbuttoned a button of the coat on the young woman's body.

The young woman tightly clutched the doorknob with one hand, and tightly wrapped her coat with the other. After the coat was unbuttoned, her whole body froze immediately.

"...Master...Master, he is unbuttoning my coat..."

There were more tears in her eyes, her whole body froze at first, then trembling uncontrollably, standing where she was, as if not daring to move, the young woman grabbed her thick clothes, and went out to the old fortune-teller who was reciting scriptures. said loudly,

"...don't panic...don't panic..."

Hearing the sound, the old fortune-teller trembled all over, and the sound of the scriptures he was reciting also trembled a little.

Looking at the narrow area in front of him, the old fortune teller moved his feet towards the living room door while talking,

"...The Supreme Commander..."

Some trembling verses sounded again,

The young woman clutched tightly the coat that had been unbuttoned, trembling all over, with tears in her eyes filled with terror.

"……Snapped!"

"...Sun Zhen, Sun Zhen, how could you do this!"

The young man looked remorseful and slapped himself again,

"...How can you take off the clothes of other young ladies? How can you want to take off the coat of the young lady? If you take off the coat of the young lady, isn't she only left with a very elastic sweater inside?" ... You took off Miss Sister's coat, so the bottom half of her legs can't be covered... Miss Sister is wearing thick pants, so her straight legs are all exposed... How can you do this, scumbag! "

"……Snapped!"

He slapped himself again, the young man said, but put his feet up, raised his head, and looked down towards the young woman's neck, as if he wanted to see the inside of the coat,

"...but I have slapped myself and punished myself, just take a look... touch it, it should be ok... I have touched my little sister many times... and I haven't left yet... I probably won't leave this time either...well...the young lady and I must have developed a relationship...then it should be fine if you touch it..."

"...then touch it... If it's okay to touch it once, it should be okay to touch it twice... then two... three times... it's all once... It seems that it's okay to touch it once... ..."

As the young man said, he bent down, stretched out his hand, and touched the young woman's leg wrapped in thick trousers.

"...Ouch!"

At this moment, the young man staggered and fell on his back to the ground.

Can't help screaming, followed by the young man stood up again, looked at the old fortune-teller who was reciting scriptures,

"……Grandmaster?"

The young man tentatively yelled at the old fortune-teller,

The old fortune-teller was still trembling slightly, reciting scriptures.

"...Huh...it should be a coincidence...yes, a coincidence..."

Seeing that the fortune-teller didn't respond, the young man seemed relieved, then turned his head again, lowered his head, and looked at the legs of the young woman by the door.

"...just touch it once...three times...it should be fine..."

"...Ouch!"

Immediately afterwards, the young man fell to the ground on his back again,

"...Master, Master? Master?"

Hurry up, get up from the ground again, and run to the old fortune-teller. The young man barks his teeth and claws, gestures, and shouts,

Seeing that the fortune teller still didn't respond, the young man was a little puzzled.

But this time to be honest, he didn't go towards the young woman again, and stood aside.

On the side, in front of the sofa in the living room, Lian Ge smiled, looked at the figures in the living room, and withdrew his hand.

Chapter 663 Is it better to get closer to the super speed effect?

"...The Supreme Commander..."

In the living room, the old fortune-teller's body trembled slightly, and his voice trembled slightly, as he recited the scriptures for salvation.

The young woman was holding the doorknob of the living room tightly with one hand and the unbuttoned coat with the other. Her body was trembling slightly, her eyes were filled with fear and anxiety, and she looked at the fortune-teller from time to time. , looking from time to time at the open living room door.

The young man got up from the ground again, walked to the side, looked at the young woman, then at the old man who was reciting scriptures,

"...Am I going to be saved?"

Looking at the old man who was reciting scriptures with trembling voice, the young man lowered his head and looked at his own soul body, his eyes seemed to be somewhat puzzled.

Looking down at his own soul body again, the young man walked towards the low stool in front of the coffee table in the living room.

"...Eh...Hoo...Hoo..."

As if panting heavily, the young man struggled to move the low stool to the side of the old fortune-teller and the young woman.

"...Master, Master..."

The young woman standing at the door of the living room saw the low stool slowly moving, and couldn't help shouting at the old fortune-teller with a trembling voice, then shrank back outside the door of the living room.

"...the Supreme...the Supreme Commander..."

Hearing the young woman's voice, some dared not look aside, but stared at the old fortune-teller who was reciting scriptures in a small area in the living room, and couldn't help turning his head, and then saw the stool that was still moving slowly,

Trembling all over, his voice became more trembling, he stepped forward, and the old fortune-teller seemed to be about to run out of the house, but then, looking at the living room door which was still open, he stopped abruptly, and continued to read in a trembling voice While reciting scriptures, the speed of reciting is just getting faster.

"... Phew... I'm exhausted..."

After taking a few breaths again, the young man moved to the low stool next to the young woman and the old fortune-teller and sat down.

He raised his head and turned his head to look at the fortune-teller old man and the young woman from time to time.

……

"...Master, master... How long will it take?"

Beside the living room door, the young woman turned her back to the open living room door, holding the doorknob tightly, looking into the living room with fear in her eyes, and then looking at the old fortune-teller, her voice tremblingly said,

"...Tai Shang... Soon, soon... After reading the scriptures this time, it will be finished..."

Looking at the old fortune teller in the small area of ​​the living room, he seemed to be startled by the sound, the voice of chanting scriptures trembled, and then he hurriedly responded,

It's just that as soon as the words came out, the old fortune-teller showed some remorse in his eyes, as if he wanted to slap himself.But his voice was still trembling, and he continued to chant.

"...Why does it feel like nothing has changed...it's still like that..."

The young man sat on a low stool, looked at the young woman and the old fortune-teller on both sides, and then lowered his head to look at his own soul, with some doubts,

"...Get closer, will it be better, and then go faster..."

"……Eh……"

The young man spoke, pondered, stood up again, and again, with great interest, strenuously, seemed to be panting, moved the low stool, and moved the low stool towards the old fortune-teller.

"...Master, Master..."

The young woman saw the low stool moving again, and couldn't stop shouting at the fortune-teller again,