The actor's little sweetheart is soft and flirtatious

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Seeing that she was still so calm in spite of herself, Lan Ruofeng looked at her twice more.

"It's not a day or two for me to deal with that vicious woman. How can I not smell her disgusting stench on you?"

Women have always loved beauty, especially Ding Rou who came from a wealthy background and cared more about her own image.Hearing this, for a moment she really thought that there was some stench on her body, and her face froze.

But soon she regained her composure and wanted to stand up, but Lan Ruofeng waved her fingers together and threw a yellow talisman above her head.

For a split second, Ding Rou felt a heavy weight on the top of her head, she lost her balance and fell to the ground again.

It's just that it's different from before, she was a bit of a show before, but this time she was caught off guard and fell into a rather embarrassing situation.

The old god Lan Ruofeng raised his legs on the ground and looked at her leisurely, "Let me guess, what did she ask you to do?"

"Well, let you use that dirty method to prevent them from returning to reality?"

Hearing this, Ding Rou almost subconsciously wanted to hide her hands.

Lan Ruofeng sneered: "I even said that there is no need to hide it. If I can't even see through your little tricks, how can I mess around?"

Ding Rou's expression was no longer as calm as before. She was bearing the weight on her head, her forehead was covered with sweat, and she gritted her teeth: "What exactly do you want?"

Lan Ruofeng didn't answer her, "Let me guess, she gave you the thing you put on your finger?"

Ding Rou glanced at the red marks on her fingers, and was annoyed: "You already know what you're asking?"

"No, no, no," Lan Ruofeng shook his head, "I'm afraid you don't know what this is."

Ding Rou was startled, she really didn't know.

Ding Suying only told her that as long as this thing is rubbed on the Yintang points of Book Qing and Fu Wangzhi, they will never come out again.

Lan Ruofeng: "Are you brain-dead? Since she said that she will never come out again, why do you still want to rub it on the top of the big iceberg? Don't you like him?"

Ding Rou's eyes flashed, "She said she would release Brother Wang Zhi." She did this only to trap that little vixen called Book Love in the illusion forever.

Lan Ruofeng laughed a little angrily, "Miss Ding, I don't think you're such a brainless idiot, do you believe her words?"

Being humiliated again and again, Ding Rou's face became more and more ugly, she glared at him angrily: "Why don't you believe it? Brother Wang Zhi is her own son, she can't trap her own son inside, can she?"

Lan Ruofeng's expression became a little subtle, and he looked her up and down, "Don't you know that she hated Dabingshan to the bone when she was alive? Even after she died, she still haunted him? And she kept pestering him for a full eight years?"

Ding Rou's face changed drastically: "What did you say?"

"Why do you think the three of us brothers and sisters stayed by his side? Isn't it to protect Dabingshan from being killed by that vicious woman?"

Having said almost the same thing, Lan Ruofeng paused, "Tell me, what else did she ask you to do?"

"You..." Ding Rou's eyes flickered slightly, with a hesitant expression, "How do I know if what you said is true or not?"

Lan Ruofeng clicked his tongue: "Didn't Da Bingshan live in Uncle Fu's house for ten years when he was a child? It was because he was almost killed by that woman that the old man sent him there."

"You can find out this kind of thing as long as you check it carefully. Is there any problem?"

Ding Rou was silent. The Ding family and Uncle Fu's family were neighbors. She naturally knew that it was true that Fu Wangzhi lived in Uncle Fu's house for ten years, but she didn't think about it, let alone investigate why.

Thinking of Ding Suying's whole body covered in blood, floating off the ground and smiling strangely in the air, she was shaken.

She is not stupid. Although she didn't know Ding Suying's exact thoughts at the time, she still had a wink. Ding Suying didn't look like a good stubble, but she didn't expect that woman to be so ruthless, even her own. Both biological sons...

Thinking about it, she showed hatred in her eyes, and gritted her teeth: "She mixed Grandpa Fu's blood with Brother Wangzhi's birthday horoscope, saying this way, even if Brother Wangzhi's Yintang acupoint is sealed, you can still use Fu Grandpa pulled Wangzhi brother out."

Hearing this, Lan Ruofeng's brows gradually frowned, and his breath instantly turned cold. This is no way to pull people out. This is clearly a sinister plot to let Mr. Fu die with Fu Wangzhi.

To some extent, once the human soul enters the illusion space, apart from being able to guide the human soul to create illusions, she no longer has the ability to let the human soul enter and exit the illusion at will.

And the so-called saying that Mr. Fu can be used to pull Fu Wangzhi out is nothing short of nonsense!

Doing so is not only useless to Fu Wangzhi, but also because the lives of the two are forcibly linked by Ding Suying. As long as Fu Wangzhi dies in the illusion, the old man will die with him.

At Mr. Fu's current age, he is already so old that half of his body is buried in the soil. That vicious woman didn't let him go. It can be said that he is so vicious!

Lan Ruofeng looked at Ding Rou: "I'm really curious, what did she promise you, and will you agree to help her?"

Ding Rou paused, a little unnaturally: "She controlled Grandpa Fu and asked him to write an engagement letter."

Her purpose from beginning to end was just to get Fu Wangzhi, that's all.

Thinking of the old man's sickly appearance in the video, Lan Ruofeng suddenly became irritable, and even looked at the woman in front of him a little impatiently, "You can get out!"

As he spoke, he waved his hand to recall the yellow talisman above her head.

Without the suppression of the yellow talisman, Ding Rou got up from the ground, bit her lip, looked at Fu Wangzhi on the bed unwillingly, turned and left.

When holding the doorknob, she hesitated for a moment, and she turned around: "What is in my hand?"

Lan Ruofeng looked up at her, raised his eyebrows slightly: "It's nothing, it's just the blood on that woman's body."

Hearing this, it felt nothing unusual, Ding Rou was about to breathe a sigh of relief, but heard him say: "Ordinary people have the resentment from Li Gui, at least they will be unlucky for three to five days, and at worst they will be sick for ten days and a half months."

"But like you, if you carry the ghost blood of resentment on your body for so long, you will be unlucky for a year or so, and then you will lose three to five years of life."

in fantasy

"You... what did you say?"

Fu Wangzhi's expression changed from astonishment to shock to disbelief, his indifferent handsome face had never changed so much.

The book's small face gradually turned red, and a pair of round eyes were filled with light mist, looking at him: "I said, let's do it."

He held his hand back, slowly brought it to his lips, stretched out the red tip of his tongue, rolled his thumb into his mouth and sucked it gently.

A very flamboyant/gasp move.

The tingling sensation exploded from the fingertips, Fu Wangzhi couldn't help shaking, and was about to take his hand back, but the book gripped him even tighter.

There was an intoxicating redness at the end of his eyes, and he looked at him eagerly, "What, don't you love me?"

Facing him who seemed to have changed his temperament, Fu Wangzhi's heart beat a little too fast, and the cold frost between his brows and eyes had already melted into a puddle of water.

He was a little overwhelmed: "I Of course I love you."

"Then why don't you want me?"

"No, I...I..." Fu Wangzhi held back for a long time, until the tips of his ears turned slightly red, "I'm not ready yet."

"Are you talking about this?" Book Qing bent his eyes and took out two things out of nowhere.

Looking at these two things, Fu Wangzhi narrowed his eyes slightly, stunned: "You...how do you..."

This is the first time I've seen a man with such a changeable expression, and I was a little shy at first, but I was defeated by the man's reaction at this time.

He blinked: "I bought it."

This is his illusion, just to create a little "gadget", which is not difficult to do.

Seeing the man's ears turning red gradually, Bo Qing gently stuffed the thing into the man's hand, and said softly: "Well, you will be very gentle with me, right?"

Holding the things in his hands, Fu Wangzhi inexplicably felt hot, "I..."

Boqing didn't give him another chance to speak, so he stood on tiptoe and kissed his lips again.

In fact, he doesn't know how to kiss, he just clumsily sucks the man's soft lips gently.

Fu Wangzhi was still a little stiff all over, he didn't move, or dared not move.

The nose is full of a faint milk fragrance.

At this moment, all perceptions seemed to be focused on the other person's every move of kissing him.

Every time I suck it gently, it feels like a feather is gently sweeping over the tip of my heart, which is very itchy.

Bo Qing clings to the man's neck, his eyes are a little blurred, his rosy lips gently caress the man's lips, and his soft voice is particularly provocative.

He said softly: "That's right, I want you."

All the lines of defense in Fu Wangzhi's mind completely collapsed after the other party's words came out.

With his long arms around him, he hugged him onto the bed, pressed him on top of him, and said in a hoarse voice, "Are you sure?"

Holding his face in his hands, Bo Qing raised his head and kissed him deeply on the lips.

This is his answer.

After getting the answer, Fu Wangzhi no longer hesitated, and lowered his head to cover his lips.

Fiery kisses fell densely, first on the lips, on the neck, and then on the collarbone, as if to imprint his own brand, Fu Wangzhi kissed very intoxicated and carefully.

Boqing raised her head slightly, closed her eyes and carefully felt everything about the man.

Touching the white jade in his pocket, the corners of his mouth slowly raised.

Xiao Ai once said that if you want to fill up the progress bar as soon as possible, you have to throw down the man.

Although he is not swiping the progress bar now, but the situation is also urgent, he thought, this method should also work.

Even if it doesn't work, he will still be with the man he loves for the rest of the time.

They held hands, hugged, kissed, and...bed.

The most important thing is that no matter what they become, they still find each other through the vast crowd and become each other's guardian.

As Xiaokai said, they are destined, they are a match made in heaven.

At a certain moment, the pain from the union made Boqing's eyes moist. He looked at the man on his body and said softly, "Mr. Fu, do you remember your little puppet?"