"Well, good disciple, please call me louder. Master is old and his ears are a bit deaf." Zuo Aoran's "good disciple" sound was completely different from the "good disciple" sound when Hua Tu called him.
, others shouted in a serious and serious manner, which was natural, but Zuo Aoran shouted in a vulgar and obscene way, which made people's scalp numb.
Zhang Ning also felt that Zuo Aoran called him a good disciple when he was a child, which was a bit like calling him Chunshi. He felt that Zuo Aoran was deliberately seeking his own happiness and was playing with himself, so he twisted in Zuo Aoran's arms.
The body said: "You... you... you are such a bad guy, you still won't let me go even if I call you?"
Zuo Aoran looked at Zhang Ning's charming look and felt in her heart. It would be a great regret in life not to have such a beautiful woman. When she looked up, she saw a big bed in the hall, which was big enough for people to lie down side by side.
There were several people, probably the big bed of a wealthy family and his wife and concubines. Regardless of Zhang Ning's slightly panicked eyes and slight struggle, Zuo Aoran carried her to the bed, opened the curtain, and put Zhang Ning down.
Arrived on the bed.
"You...you...what do you want to do?" As soon as Zhang Ning saw Zuo Aoran put him on the bed, he vaguely understood something in his heart, and immediately shrank into the innermost part of the bed, staring at Zuo Aoran.
Ran said: "You...you...don't come..."
"Hehe! Good disciple, don't panic. What else can master do to his disciple? After we have performed the master-disciple ceremony, we are truly master-disciple. Come on, continue to call master. When master is happy,
Maybe I will teach you my peerless martial arts." Zuo Aoran coaxed.
"What kind of master-disciple ceremony? Why do you teach me peerless martial arts whenever you like?" Zhang Ning asked a little stunned.
Zhang Ning has heard Zuo Aoran talk about Laozi's master-disciple ceremony several times. She has also heard about becoming a master, but she has never heard of the master-disciple ceremony being performed on the bed? What's more?
!I have already called him master. It is natural for a master to teach his disciples how to learn kung fu. Why should he be happy to teach him?
Zuo Aoran climbed onto the bed and said to Zhang Ning: "Good disciple, you have sworn an oath, and we have also made a promise to you. Do you keep your word?"
"I... keep it, but you also have to keep your word. You said you would teach me martial arts." Zhang Ning admired Zuo Aoran for lifting a thousand pounds just now. Of course, he also hopes to have the same skills as Zuo Aoran.
Such terrifying power.
Zuo Aoran continued to crawl towards Zhang Ning who was at the end of the big bed, and said as he climbed: "Of course, as a master, I will definitely teach you martial arts, hehe, little darling, good disciple,
Come, come to Master and let Master teach you well."
Although he knew little about the affairs between men and women, he also knew that men and women were not intimate. Zhang Ning couldn't help but pick up the quilt and block Zuo Aoran who wanted to crawl over. He looked at Zuo Aoran with a red face and said: "No... no
…Don’t come over here…I…I’m a saint from Taiping Dao, and I can’t be in the same bed with you.”
Zuo Aoran stopped, knelt down and said to Zhang Ning, whose ears were red, "Why are you a saint? Now you are my disciple, what are you afraid of when you are with the master?"
"You...how can I have a master like you..." Zhang Ning didn't know why. The closer Zuo Aoran got, the more panicked he felt, and the faster his heart beat. He vaguely felt that he and Zuo Aoran
Suddenly, it seemed like something was going to happen.
Zhang Ning originally wanted to jump out of bed and escape, but his feet seemed not to obey him. Although Zuo Aoran was not close yet, he felt a trembling nervousness, just like being pressed by Zuo Aoran.
When she was on the ground, the feeling of having him touch her body was similar. Zhang Ning felt a trembling feeling well up from the bottom of her heart. She couldn't help but look forward to it, but she was also afraid that something would happen that she didn't quite understand.
Zuo Aoran looked at Zhang Ning's expression, which really looked a bit like a seductive one who wanted to refuse but then welcomed him. The spark in Zuo Aoran's heart jumped, and a voice deep in his heart shouted: "It's a man,
Just pounce on..."
Desire had been there for a long time, and when he was aroused by the voice in his heart, Zuo Aoran let out a "lunk" in his throat. He couldn't bear it any longer, and he pounced forward, picking up Zhang Ning and her and blocking him.
The quilt in front of him suddenly fell onto the bed.
"Ah... you... what do you want to do? No... don't do this..." Zhang Ning also noticed Zuo Aoran's red eyes, which showed a heart-shaking expression.
"Good disciple, master is here to teach you the etiquette of master and disciple first. Once you learn it, you will serve the master in this way. You are not allowed to regret it. This etiquette of master and disciple is also a kind of martial arts." Zuo Aoran said.
The ghost kept searching for Zhang Ning's little mouth. Once he found it, he opened his mouth.
"Hmm..." As soon as Zhang Ning was kissed by Zuo Aoran, her heart, which was already a little tense, exploded with a "bang", and her mind went blank. She just felt Zuo Aoran's warmth.
And the warm big mouth is rubbing against your own small mouth. Every time it rubs, it seems like the oxygen in the chest is being sucked out, making you suffocated. It is completely different from the feeling of letting go after being kissed by him.
Zuo Aoran reached out and lifted the quilt covering Zhang Ning, and let go of her body to revisit the old place. While stroking, he untied the waistband of Zhang Ning's skirt and pushed Zhang Ning's clothes to both sides.
Peel off what is still a little green.
When had Zhang Ning experienced such a battle? Being kissed by Zuo Aoran on the mouth had already made her breathing tight, as if she couldn't breathe. Zuo Aoran attacked her again, which made Zhang Ning even more unable to struggle.
Despite resisting, Zuo Aoran's big hot hands covered and caressed him without any obstruction, and he felt like his soul was being pulled out of his body. In addition to being able to clearly feel Zuo Aoran's kiss and caress,
It’s an unusual feeling, everything else is blank!
Ever since Zuo Aoran was introduced to the house by that pretty female soldier and saw many pretty female soldiers (not counting the two guarding the door), Zuo Aoran has been thinking about these dirty things, feeling a little defensive in his heart.
The thought disappeared after meeting Zhang Ning.
However, Zuo Aoran is a modern person and has read many novels, such as Xiangshuai Chu Liuxiang and so on. I will not give examples here. Zuo Aoran is very clear about the meaning of the saint, so Zuo Aoran has always thought about it.
After giving it a try, he happened to meet him today, so he came to Lie Yandi with his heart in mind.
But this holy girl is Zhang Jiao's daughter. This has left Zuo Aoran with nowhere to vent his anger. It finally broke out. Zuo Aoran has long forgotten that the girl beneath him is the Taoist Saint of Taiping.
The identity of the girl, Zhang Jiao's daughter, no matter what she is, knock her down first. Of course, Zuo Aoran has the idea of knocking down all the beauties in the Three Kingdoms era. Unfortunately, he has never had the chance. If he meets one today, he will naturally not
Let it go.
When Zuo Aoran saw that the kiss was almost done, he raised his head, admiring Zhang Ning's coquettish posture that had been made lazy and weak by him a few times, while continuing to love and care for the charming beauty.
