Chapter 707 The island in the south is a little hot
Leng Yanji heard Shen Lang say that he would not make an exception next time, but she did not reply. She seemed to want to make an exception next time. So she just made a confused and comfortable hum from her nasal cavity, and planned to sleep comfortably.
However, the biggest difference between men and women is that men will only find a sense of satisfaction from dissatisfaction when they are dissatisfied.
It is said that the harder it is to get something, the more precious it is. This is almost the truth. Therefore, men always like to indulge in the process of pursuing beautiful things, because such a process is a satisfying process.
But for women, it's just the opposite.
Women will become more dissatisfied only when they are satisfied. Therefore, the more they get, the more they want more.
There is always one piece of clothing missing from their wardrobe, and no matter how perfect their men are, there is always missing a trace of care. So they always like to keep buying clothes, and they always like to ask men if their love is deep enough. They always like to keep buying clothes.
He likes to ask for more, and at the same time he always becomes clingy because he wants to ask for more.
Therefore, even though Leng Yanji's feet were warmed by Shen Lang's belly at this time, she was already very comfortable, but she longed for another kind of comfort even more.
That feeling of longing, like a cat's claw scratching her heart, made her even more unable to sleep, so after a long time, she couldn't help but call softly: "Husband?"
"What's wrong?" Shen Lang's voice was helpless, because this time he was really sleepy.
"I want..." Leng Yanji's voice was timid, as if she was embarrassed to make such an exorbitant request to her enemy on the bed.
In the middle of the night, a man and a woman were alone in the same room, sleeping on the same bed, and the woman suddenly said she wanted her. To the man, this seemed like some kind of hint.
However, Shen Lang was too sleepy. Last night on the Holy Mountain, he forcibly used magic and made a big fuss in the Demon Palace. His body was already very tired. After that, he learned Haoran's Heavenly Controlling Finger from the old demon, and almost didn't sleep much all night.
During the day, there were many trivial things to worry about during the wedding ceremony. At this time, he had no other thoughts except sleeping.
Therefore, after hearing Leng Yanji's vague and even suggestive words, Shen Lang had no other thoughts at all and said impatiently: "If you have anything to say, just say it quickly. I'm really sleepy."
"That's it..." Leng Yanji said with a blushing face.
"What is it?" Shen Lang asked in confusion.
"It's something very comfortable." Leng Yanji imagined that comfortable feeling, and the eagerness to try in her heart became even more difficult to restrain.
"What is so comfortable? Why don't I know?" Shen Lang was even more puzzled and couldn't figure out what was going on in Leng Yanji's mind.
The confused Leng Yanji seemed to realize that what she said was too vague, so she reminded Shen Lang in a low voice: "This is what you did once before. Have you forgotten?"
Shen Lang was a little dumbfounded, thinking: What the hell have I done? Why don't I know that I did something to make her feel comfortable?
Is it because I kissed her? That feeling made her very comfortable? Impossible! This little lady has mysophobia, and she disliked it so much at first. How could she miss that feeling, and how could she feel comfortable?
But if it wasn't that, what else could be possible?
"It's the fingering technique you used before." Leng Yanji said.
"Ah?" Shen Lang finally understood something and asked in shock: "You mean Haoran's Heavenly Finger?"
"Yes! That's it." Leng Yanji recalled the comfortable feeling that Zhengping and Zhiyi brought to her. She felt a little itchy in her heart. She couldn't wait for Shen Lang to come to her again, so she stepped on Shen Lang's belly.
He moved a little and said with a smile: "Husband, this is it, give me one more blow on the sole of your foot."
Shen Lang looked at the restless little feet in his arms, with black lines all over his head, and felt that ten thousand grass and mud horses were galloping past...
What the hell is this?
This bitch actually wants me to massage her feet? And she still uses Haoran Yutian’s fingers?
"Don't even think about it! I will definitely not do this!" Shen Lang said firmly.
"One moment is enough." Leng Yanji said reluctantly.
"It won't work even for a moment." Shen Lang said: "It's too laborious to lift the true energy. After a moment, I couldn't sleep for at least half an hour."
Leng Yanji rubbed her little feet against Shen Lang's body and said coquettishly: "At worst, I will find a way to make it up to you tomorrow."
Shen Lang said speechlessly: "Let me tell you, Holy Lady, have you made a mistake? We are enemies! Why are you always acting coquettishly to me?"
Leng Yanji said: "Then who made you know this trick? I think the awe-inspiring gesture you used seems to be able to alleviate the coldness in my blood."
"Then I can't help you even more." Shen Lang said.
Leng Yanji said in a playful manner: "Unless you don't want to sleep tonight, you won't want to sleep every night in the future."
Shen Lang ignored her and slowly closed his eyes, as if he was preparing to sleep secretly.
However, as soon as he closed his eyes, Leng Yanji pinched the soft flesh on his stomach with her small toes, refusing to let him sleep.
"Oh! I'm really impressed by you!" Under Sleepy and the woman's constant coquettish pleas, Shen Lang felt that what he was facing was definitely the most terrifying torture in the world, and also the gentlest torture. So he impatiently
He mobilized the true power of pure Yang to condense into Haoran Qi on his fingertips, and then poked the Yongquan point on the sole of Leng Yanji's foot with one finger.
Under the strong stimulation of the fingers, Leng Yanji's body suddenly collapsed as if she had been electrocuted. She felt that the power that made her feel comfortable and joyful surged from the soles of her feet to her heart, making her unable to help but use her to the extreme.
The voice shouted: "It's cool!"
After saying the word "pleasant", the tense muscles and nerves all over her body relaxed together, and her body was as soft as a boneless body on the bed. She tilted her head, closed her eyes, and had an extremely comfortable smile on her face, facing Shen like this.
Lang fell asleep without warning.
It seems that under this kind of comfort, anything that may happen becomes a trivial matter to her...
Leng Yanji fell asleep with great comfort. Shen Lang was so energetic under the influence of the true energy in his body that it was difficult to fall asleep again for a while.
"Hey! Did you really sleep like this?" Shen Lang looked at Leng Yanji, who was sleeping soundly on the bed in a big-character dress, and couldn't help but feel envious and angry.
Because he was the one who could have slept soundly, but now it was really unsatisfactory. Especially when he saw the extremely comfortable smile on Leng Yanji's face when she was sleeping, he felt even more uncomfortable.
A big loss.
So, he couldn't help but patted the little face and said, "Are you really asleep, or are you pretending to be asleep? How could it be so fast?"
However, no matter how Shen Lang harassed her, Leng Yanji didn't react at all.
Shen Lang looked at the beauty in front of the bed who was at his mercy, and at the innocent and harmless smile on her little face while she was sleeping, but he couldn't help but sigh.
"What the hell is this?"
"And what kind of trick did the nameless old devil do? Didn't he say that as long as I learned Haoran's Sky Control Fingers, it would be enough to save my life? Didn't he say that this kind of fingering technique could suppress Lengyan Ji?"
"But what is this? I only used it once. Not to mention it was against Leng Yanji, but it made her very comfortable and even made her addicted. In other words, making her very enjoyable is another kind of conquest? Can it be used against Leng Yanji?
Is it the so-called life-saving method for her to be comfortable?"
"Keeping the cold away? I'm just trying to help her!"
"Bah! What kind of ghost skills are these!"
Shen Lang scolded the old devil more than 30,000 times in his heart, and secretly decided that he must ask the old guy for an explanation tomorrow. Then he calmed down, tried hard to suppress the real energy surging in his body, and prepared to sleep.
But just when he was about to lie down and sleep, he suddenly saw Leng Yanji towering somewhere, and another thought came to his mind.
However, just when he was hesitating whether to extend his hand, Leng Yanji, who was a little cold in her sleep, suddenly turned over and took the initiative to hold his arms in front of her chest.
"Uh..." Shen Lang was a little dumbfounded and regretfully tried to take out his hand, but failed.
What made him even more stunned was that Leng Yanji seemed to be following the warmth of his arm, and her whole body moved close to him.
The saint's bloodline is special and the body is naturally cold. Being held by the saint has a cool and comfortable feeling. But Shen Lang clearly feels that the night on the southern island has become a bit hotter...