This broken mirror is big and round

"You fucking know that I can't get hard. I'm holding back after eating this, so I can't die!" Nie Jue still felt that the bastards on the table were exaggerated, "And how dare you eat He Jiangyin's bastards?"

Who would have thought that Jiufangyou would snort coldly: "You not only need to take it today, but you also need to take it for a month in a row. Of course, the amount on the first day will be larger, and you can just take one every day after that, to match the medicine I gave you." , wait until the last day and add another crucial step, and your immobility will be cured. As for—”

As he said that, Jiu Fangyou looked at the expression of a fool: "The pool in your elder brother's backyard was obviously made to cure your illness, otherwise you think he is a majestic master of the four directions, and he is idle to feed the bastard?"

Nie Xuan thought to himself that who knows if he has any special hobbies, and then didn't say any more, just looked at the bastard's feast with a very complicated mood, and eat it if you think about it, at least it smells good.

As a result, Nie Zhen found that it not only smells good, but also tastes better.

He was so beautiful that his face was radiant, and at the end he was holding a bastard shell and eating the most delicious meat around with relish, while asking Jiu Fangyou: "You did all of this?"

Jiu Fangyou looked at him with distaste and grumbled: "I only cook food for my little cuties."

"..." Thinking of what his bunch of cuties are, Nie Xuan almost lost his appetite, "Who is that?"

"A newly hired cook." Jiu Fangyou looked at the bastard in his hand thoughtfully, "It's almost getting cold after waiting for you for too long, so it's delicious?"

When Nie Xuan heard the words, he hurriedly protected him and looked at him vigilantly.

"No one will fight with you." Jiu Fangyou squeezed out these words between his teeth, and said again, "Have you fucking eaten enough of a broken shell? If you have eaten enough, hurry up and let me apply the medicine for you!"

Nie Xuan curled his lips, licked his lips after nibbling a few times, and asked, "Where to apply it?"

"Of course, apply where it doesn't work."

"..." Nie Jingjing and Jiufangyou looked at each other for a while, "Actually, if you give me the medicine, I can apply it myself."

"You can't grasp the strength of the massage with your right hand, so you're not afraid of making yourself even weaker?"

"...and massage?"

"What?" Jiu Fangyou smiled inexplicably, "You want to protect yourself like a jade for that fool of yours?"

"So much bullshit."

Nie Xuan muttered, and suddenly stripped naked a few times, put his hips on his hips and gave Jiufangyou a contemptuous smile, then jumped on the bed: "Hurry up and give me a massage!"

Jiu Fangyou looked at the seemingly breezy little body beside him, and unhurriedly took out a silk handkerchief.

Nie Xuan only felt his eyes were blindfolded: "What are you doing?"

Jiu Fangyou held his hand that was struggling: "In case you look at me in a bad mood and affect the efficacy of the medicine, so you can imagine me as...anyone."

Nie Xuan didn't move again: "For sure you have self-knowledge...!"

Unexpectedly, before he could finish his sentence, a pair of hands stained with cooling ointment had already helped him up.

Nie Xuan suddenly felt an unspeakable strange feeling all over his body. His hands were the exact opposite of the bitterness in Jiu Fangyou's mouth. He pushed and melted the ointment with surprisingly gentle movements.

Nie Yan closed his mouth for a moment.

Then, just as his body, which had been scorched and hot after eating the bastard feast, gradually calmed down, and the picture in his brain went from being indescribable at the beginning to tender and tender, and when he was so comfortable that he was drowsy, Jiu Fangyou's closed-eyed voice sounded again .

"Who do you miss? Your Ningyin complexion here is really good."

"You look good even if you eat bastard!" Nie Xuan said angrily, "Besides, can you control it? I think it's okay for He Jiangyin to massage my dick!"

But he didn't want to feel the pain there, so Nie Xuan let out an "ow": "What are you doing—"

The hand that was about to lift the blindfold was blocked, Jiu Fangyou said: "Don't move, I will dredge the meridians for you, if you move around, it will break."

Nie Xuan didn't move.

So half an hour later, when all the ointment prepared by Jiufangyou was used up, a slight snoring sound followed.

Nie Xuan snorted and waved away the hand that was gently wiping off a piece of oil on his face, and said vaguely: "You little bastard, you are really disobedient."

"..."

And since then, Nie Zhen has really eaten one a day. Not only does he have great energy, but his body skills also improve rapidly.

What made him very fortunate was that these bastards had different ways of doing it every day, and after more than half a month, they never did it again.

It's a pity that one day when he sneaked into the kitchen with a sachet made by himself to express his meager thanks, he was told that the cook was not there and the time of his visit was not fixed every day, so he left a few crooked ones in resentment. Words, handed over to the servants on behalf of the transfer.

It is not the same as the sachet he used to repel insects before, but it is mixed with many kinds of herbs, which can block the fishy smell when worn on the body.

After all, Jiufang lobbied that the cook hadn't married yet, and his only wish was to be favored by his sweetheart. Nie Xuan thought about how he could please the girl because he smelled like a fish from killing bastards every day, so he thoughtfully prepared such a small meal. Thank you.

——The main thing is that you don’t need to spend money.

Until the last day, Nie Xuan was lying on the edge of the almost empty pool, sipping bastard wine, feeling inexplicably depressed.

Maybe it was Wang Bajiu, he thought dizzily as he swung Erlang's legs, that idiot didn't know why, but he really didn't talk to him for a month, and he seldom even saw each other. He ran away, faster than Wang Bajing who was chasing and killing Nie Xuan in his dream.

It's really irritating.

The more Nie Xuan thought about it, the more he felt that his whole body was burned by a fire, and his breath became thicker unconsciously. At first, he thought it was the restlessness he would experience after eating bastard every day, but after a while, his whole brain It started to roar, and the heat wave that filled his internal organs like a tide immediately eroded his nerves. He lay there sweating, trying to move his body, but he couldn't exert any strength.

And just as Nie Xuan was paralyzed there like a fireball on the verge of bursting, he suddenly felt kicked in the buttocks and kicked him directly into the pool.

The bone-piercing coolness forced him to regain his clarity for a short time, only to feel his drenched body being scooped up again, Jiu Fangling's eagerly apologetic voice rang in his ears: "Yes, I'm sorry, I just want to wake you up, hurry up Follow me back, Ayou and the others are all looking for you!"

Vaguely remembering the most critical step today, Nie Xuan felt the faint heat rising in his body again, his head was really dizzy, and he asked hoarsely: "What is the last step..."

"Ah You didn't tell you?" Jiu Fangling help Nie Pian who was lounging around at a loss, "The yang heat and ointment that you have accumulated in your body a while ago are all to stimulate your relationship with people...with people...in short You must not be able to endure it like you did 12 years ago, then you will really not be able to recover."

Jiu Fangling blushed and said while trying to help Nie Xuan back to the room.

Nie Xuan turned his little brain, which was not very flexible at the moment, over and over again, thinking over Jiu Fangling's extremely subtle words, even though it was unbelievable, he still understood.

Oh shit?

He, he wants to-

Sleeping with Jiufang Ling?

After a while, he put a stick on Jiufang Lingxi's cool body, and the hot breath from his mouth made Jiufang Ling shrink his neck: "Hey, then, isn't that, I'm going to wrong you..."

"?"

Now Jiufang Ling was stunned, and when he figured out what Nie Xuan meant, he was so frightened that he let go and stammered, "No, it's not me!"

Nie Xuan was just thrown out by him, but he didn't fall to the ground, but crashed into another chest that was obviously just arrived and was still heaving.

Nie Yu was already delirious, and continued to act coquettishly at Jiufangling recklessly: "Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooow You pick the stars..."

Before Nie Xuan finished speaking, the world was spinning for a while, and it was so good that he didn't vomit.

He was hung upside down by a strong arm on his shoulders, his head turned up and down, and he didn't forget to giggle: "Little god, why are you standing on your head..."