Knowing that he couldn't hit him, Leng Ning didn't use too much force. The book didn't even get close to Jiu'er's face, but it slid down in a parabola. Jiu'er stretched out his palm at will, and the "Wushan Romance" fell smoothly.
The ground fell into his left hand, and he happened to open a few pages, revealing a picture of the erotic palace that made people's blood boil.
Jiuer glanced lazily at the book in his hand and threw it on the ground beside the bath. The mocking look in his eyes became stronger, "Why, you brought this book to me in the middle of the night because you want to study with me?!"
Knowing that he was deliberately trying to anger her, Leng Ning refused to be angry or angry. He casually pulled off the scarf covering his face, walked up to him with a smile and squatted down not far behind him, stretched out his right hand and slowly touched him with his fingers.
He put his arm on the pool wall, whispered with his fingertips, and slowly slid it towards his shoulder, "Yeah, I wonder if the Ninth Prince is interested!"
Halfway through her words, her speed suddenly became faster, her touching turned into grabbing, and she attacked his throat.
"That's what I wish for!" Jiu'er's tone was lazy, but the movements of his hands were as fast as lightning, grabbing her palm before her fingertips touched his throat.
Leng Ning saw his movements and immediately turned her claws into fists and struck his hand towards him.
Jiu'er calmly turned the block into a grab, and used his left hand to backhand her wrist.
Leng Ning changed his moves again, this time, but once again changed into the claw form, using his grappling hand to grab Jiu'er's wrist.
The two of them both wanted to compete with each other, so they unanimously used only one hand and did not use the other hand, and the other parts of their bodies remained motionless.
Snapped!
The two neat voices merged into one, and the palms of the two people grasped each other's wrists.
The two looked at each other and smiled. Leng Ning hit with his left hand, and Jiuer also hit with his right hand.
After a close-quarters grappling and counter-grabbing, the two palms also clasped each other's veins, and the four hands of the two men intertwined and grasped each other.
"Master, look what I got for you..."
Outside the door, Anfu's voice came in along with the sound of footsteps.
Leng Ning's expression changed, and she instinctively wanted to withdraw her hand and hide, but Jiu'er smiled evilly and held on to her hand. It wasn't until he heard An Fu's voice approaching that he suddenly used his strength to drag her toward the pool.
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There was a splash and water splashed, and Leng Ning's person had been pulled into the water by him, and was dragged under the water by him.