Speaking is an art. What should be said, what should not be said, and what should be said to death can only be imagined in the mind. There is a way to do this.
Smooth people can talk to people and talk to ghosts. This kind of people are generally able to meet people from all over the world.
People with deep scheming minds in the city have only one word of speaking skill: lie.
There is also a kind of person who has absolutely no idea what to say and what not to say. He has no way of keeping his mouth shut. The words in his heart are like a river bursting with its embankments, which cannot be stopped and keeps being dragged out.
This kind of person, to put it nicely, is a straightforward person with a bold temperament. To put it badly, it means that he speaks without thinking and lacks a string in his head.
Unfortunately, our protagonist Ye Dagongzi obviously belongs to this kind of person. So over the years, the back of his head has suddenly protruded, and his ears have also had a tendency to metamorphose like donkey ears. There is no suspense, Ye Xiaochuan's ears have suffered again, this boy
He lay on the ground and asked Wanyan Wulei to apply the elixir on his back. Now Wanyan Wulei was riding on his back, twisting one of his donkey ears with one hand and pulling it up. Ye Xiaochuan was in pain.
All the beautiful fantasies disappeared, and I screamed for mercy.
Even if he begged for mercy, he didn't understand where he had gone wrong. Naturally, Wan Yan Wu Lei would not really pull his ears into donkey ears. She asked for it. She knew very well what kind of person Ye Xiaochuan was.
If you ask those questions, you will naturally not get any good results. You are just shooting yourself in the foot.
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After twisting Ye Xiaochuan's ears, I still had to apply ointment to Ye Xiaochuan. This time, Wanyanwutear became more honest and just applied the ointment and gritted his teeth without saying anything.
Ye Xiaochuan asked a few questions, but when Wanyan didn't answer with tears in his eyes, he thought the witch was really angry, so he didn't dare to speak again, for fear of angering the moody white-haired woman again.
The scene suddenly became quiet, and it seemed that the heartbeats of both people could be heard. Wanyan Wutei's heartbeat was a little fast. Although he was from the infamous Hehuan sect, Wanyan Wutei was actually different from most disciples of the Hehuan sect.
Her entire Taoist practice was accomplished through seclusion and study of the Dragon Bone Book of the Demon Cult, one step at a time.
Footprints are the result of steady cultivation, unlike Yu Linglong, who slept with thousands of men and absorbed the men's essence through secret methods.
Over the years, Wan Yan Wu Lei only had scandals with the former Yuan Shaoqin, but those were just rumors released by Xuantian Sect in order to suppress the younger generation of elite disciples of Cangyun Sect. Wan Yan Wu Lei and Yuan Shao Qin were not
Relationships between men and women.
Wanyan Wulei had never applied ointment to a man so intimately before, which made her a little confused. Although she didn't admit it, in her heart, she really looked at Ye Xiaochuan differently.
She is a normal woman, not a zombie like Xuan Ying who has his heart ripped out. A normal person, even a highly virtuous monk, cannot completely abandon the seven emotions and six desires. Men and women are naturally attracted to each other, which is the instinct of biological reproduction.
At this moment in the dead of night, and they are all normal men and women with full blood, it doesn't matter if they start to fight. As soon as the atmosphere calms down, looking at Ye Xiaochuan's broad and strong arms and strong muscles, every time his palm brushes against Ye Xiaochuan's hot backside.
Wan Yanwu shed tears and felt waves of hot male hormones rushing towards her face, making it difficult for her to calm down.
In contrast, Ye Xiaochuan didn't have a strong reaction. He was now wondering if he had made her angry by comparing the prostitute with Wan Yan Wu Tears just now.
Wanyan Wulei also felt that her heartbeat was very fast, so she tried to find ways to distract herself. However, after Ye Xiaochuan's last transformation, his skin was not as dark as before, but showed a light bronze color.
It is said that men are visual animals, but in fact women are the same. Wan Yan Wu Lei wanted to look away from Ye Xiaochuan's back, but Ye Xiaochuan's back seemed to have an inexplicable attraction, making it difficult for her to look away.
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"Damn it, how could I have that kind of thoughts about this kid? Illusion, it must be an illusion..."
Wanyan Wulei shook his head vigorously and unconsciously used some force on his hands. Ye Xiaochuan wanted to scream in pain but did not dare to. In the end, he felt that his back was almost bruised by Wanyan Wulei. He couldn't bear it anymore.
He couldn't help saying: "Tearless Fairy, I still don't want you to apply ointment for me. If this continues, I will not only have skin injuries, but also serious internal injuries."
hurt!"
Wanyan Wulei reacted and retracted her palm. Suddenly, she stared at Ye Xiaochuan's back and said, "You can't tell. You have tattoos on your body. You are very fashionable."
Ye Xiaochuan asked strangely: "Tattoo, what kind of tattoo? It was a few months ago. It was painted by Qiu'er. It's impossible to still have it."
The sky was a bit dark, and Ye Xiaochuan's body was bruised and purple. The tattoo on Ye Xiaochuan's back was very inconspicuous. She had rubbed it unconsciously a few times just now, and the tattoo on his back turned red.
Wanyan Wu Lei lowered her head and asked Ye Xiaochuan to give her the Chaos Mirror. With a push of strength, the light of the Chaos Mirror shone on Ye Xiaochuan's back. She was indeed right, the lines on Ye Xiaochuan's back were
, are not the traces caused by his own beating, nor are they the blood vessels under Ye Xiaochuan's skin, but a kind of blue-black pattern, just like the Taotie pattern on the ancient tripod, showing ancient simplicity everywhere.
The smell of mulberry.
Ye Xiaochuan stretched his head and looked behind him and said, "What's going on? You should say something."
Wanyan said without tears: "You really don't know that you have a tattoo on your back?" Ye Xiaochuan said: "The last time I went to rescue Baili Yuan alone, I prepared to bluff people. I confirmed that there was a green dragon on the left, a white tiger on the right, and a tattoo on the back.
Dragon and Kui Niu are on my chest, but I'm afraid of pain. They were not tattooed on them, but painted by Zuo Qiu. When the heavy rain comes,
It’s gone after flushing, not to mention I’ve gone through the process of molting, so there’s no way I still have traces of tattoos on my body, let me see…”
Last time in the Jade Slip Hidden Cave, the writing on Zuo Qiu's back recorded that her life experience was most likely related to Changkong, so Ye Xiaochuan wondered whether the tattoo on his back was also related to his life experience.
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Ye Xiaochuan is not a giraffe. No matter how hard he turns his head, he can't see the tattoo on his back. Seeing that Ye Xiaochuan doesn't seem to be lying, Wan Yan Wu Lei also frowned. She reached out and patted Ye Xiaochuan's back.
After Ye Xiaochuan's back turned red, the mysterious faint lines appeared, and it was not a large one, only a small one. It looked like
The tattoo was not complete. Ye Xiaochuan felt that Wan Yan Wu Tears was teasing himself, but through the refraction of Wan Yan Wu Tears through the Chaos Mirror, he finally saw the tip of the iceberg of the tattoo on his back. The tattoo did exist, but it appeared at a different time.
Long, gradually disappeared again, Wan Yan Wu Lei reached out and patted it a few more times, and the ancient lines of vicissitudes of life reappeared, like ancient totems hidden in the blood.
