Chu Feng ignored Zhang Wei, who had clearly taken advantage of him and looked like he was at a loss. He turned to look at the place between the temple's hall and the courtyard wall.
In the place that was originally empty, there is a pure, pretty and extremely beautiful girl. Under the grass-green sunhat, the thin cherry lips are sexy and the lip line is clear. A pair of clear eyes, moist and passionate, as if they could speak. Her smooth and white arms, with only a small part exposed due to the barrier of her clothes, were hugged in front of her chest, making the pair of little cuties very active.
"Qiu Wen is here, Zhang Wei, you go"
Before Chu Feng finished speaking, he saw Zhang Wei running over like a mouse seeing rice or a moth seeing a fire.
"Qiuwen, what are you doing?"
Before the excited voice could finish, Zhang Wei flew back like a piece of rag and fell into the dirt.
How embarrassing!
How miserable!
If I have to use one word to describe Zhang Wei at this time, Xiami, it is very suitable.
"Ahem..."
After taking a few sharp breaths, Zhang Wei turned over, facing the sky, his face flushed.
Oh, a female-specific foot stepped on Zhang Wei's chest.
"Well"
Zhang Wei looked up and saw his tofu-white calves with an extremely smooth surface. Above that, there were tight thighs that made people's blood boil. Then above that, there were shy denim hot pants. And above that, there were charming and charming denim shorts. A flat lower abdomen, and further up, before Zhang Wei had time to look, his head was poked to the side by a stick-shaped object.
"What a pervert, where are you looking!"
Qiu Wen took a stick and poked Zhang Wei in the face while cursing angrily.
"If you poke me with a stick again, I won't be polite."
Zhang Wei shook his head and said angrily while avoiding.
"You're welcome to show me"
Qiu Wen poked harder.
"You have a stomachache"
Zhang Wei started the mode of good things not working and bad things working.
Qiu Wen let out an ouch, threw away the stick, and stepped aside holding his stomach.
Zhang Wei got up from the ground and rubbed his painful face like kneading dough. Then, he looked at Qiu Wen with a sullen face.
"I really need to clean up. I didn't want to be rough with you."
Qiu Wen suddenly removed his hand from his stomach, as if nothing happened.
"keep going"
It got better so quickly!
Zhang Wei was stunned for a moment, and used an enhanced version of the good but bad spirit.
"You have dysmenorrhea"
Qiu Wen didn't think anything was wrong, but looked at Zhang Wei like a fool.
"Dysmenorrhea, dysmenorrhea, why is this happening? You can't have it yet, right? You're obviously growing so well."
Zhang Wei looked Qiu Wen up and down with a puzzled look on his face.
"You only have so much ability, then go to hell."
Qiu Wenfeng stepped forward like a bully, and hit Zhang Wei's abdomen with soft little fists, which made the latter not only fall down, but also spit out his overnight meal.
The stench suddenly filled the entire place.
Huihai and Heimao, who were watching the excitement, immediately hid far away.
"You, uh uh uh..."
Before Zhang Wei could shout out this time, his mouth was blocked by a smelly sock.
"It depends on what else you say"
Qiu Wen said with a smile.
"Uh-huh, uh-huh..."
Zhang Wei vomited directly.
Qiu Wen clapped his hands, then turned around and waved to Hui Hai who was retreating not far away.
"Thank you for the stinky socks you threw over"
It turns out that the smelly socks that made Zhang Wei vomit were provided by Hui Hai.
"You're welcome"
Hui Hai, who was still holding his stomach, smiled brightly.
"You bastard, give it to me, ugh..."
Zhang Wei pointed at Hui Hai and vomited again before he finished cursing.
Those socks that looked like they hadn't been washed for hundreds of days were killing people.
Qiu Wen retreated a distance, bypassed the contaminated area, and walked in front of Hui Hai.
"Are you Master Hui Hai?"
The sound was so pleasant that it seemed not to be human.
"The poor monk is right"
Huihai didn't expect this beautiful little girl to recognize him, so he immediately responded seriously.
"That's right"
Qiu Wen struck with lightning speed, hitting Hui Hai's heart.
If this blow hits, Hui Hai will have to give up half his life even if he doesn't die.
Oh, the gentle little hand was pinched by a soft, warm hand.
"Taoist Master"
"Taoist Master"
The cry came from Qiu Wen, and it was sweet and crisp.
Hui Hai shouted, with a hint of gratitude.
"Stop pretending, you are not Qiu Wen."
Chu Feng said calmly.
Not Qiu Wen.
Fake.
Zhang Wei, who was injured just now, and Hui Hai, who was almost injured, both looked shocked.
"Taoist Master, why am I not Qiuwen?"
Qiu Wen was not nervous at all, with a smile on his face.
"Qiuwen is actually very young and has very little experience. Her innocence is real, but you, there are too many charming impurities mixed in your innocence. You stand there as if you are raping someone. Of course, this is after the fact. According to the deduction, your only flaw is that when Zhang Wei said that you had dysmenorrhea, you had no reaction. Only men will not have dysmenorrhea."
After Chu Feng finished speaking, he flicked his hand and threw the fake Qiu Wen out.
There was a bang, smoke and dust flew everywhere, and within a few breaths, a gentle young man came out and looked at Chu Feng with a smile on his face.
"Taoist Master, there are so many system hosts, but you are actually the most powerful one."
"Huang Can"
Chu Feng also had a smile on his face.
"Exactly"
Huang Can flipped up her bangs coquettishly and smiled evilly.
"You are wrong. Pindao is not the system host. Pindao's master is the system host."
Chu Feng denied it as usual.
"Really"
Huang Can was noncommittal.
At this time, Hui Hai walked over, raising his eyebrows and looking directly at Huang Can like a sharp sword.
"Why did you kill me just now?"
Huang Can let out a contemptuous snort from his nostrils, then turned sideways, as if he didn't even bother to look at Hui Hai.
"People are scum, and everyone will kill them if they find them."
Scum! Hui Hai wanted to refute, but then he thought, he was just a scumbag.
While countless hard-working young people were working hard to afford a wife, he, in the spirit of saving all sentient beings, took the lead to visit their wives, and the number was as high as three digits.
"Ahem, scum, I admit it, but there are countless people like me in the world. Do you want to kill them all?"
Huang Can turned around, a trace of resentment flashing in his eyes.
"Do you still remember, a girl named Xue Ninglu?"
"Xue Ninglu"
Huihai read out the name, lowered his head and thought carefully for a while, then shook his head.
There were so many female Bodhisattvas who communicated with each other in simple and profound ways, and it was impossible for him to remember all of them.
"You have played with too many women, and you have forgotten the girl at Dihao Hot Spring Resort who you took turns to harm in the bathroom."
Huang Can's breathing was rapid, veins popped out, and his fists were clenched tightly.
It's her!
Huihai's mind immediately flashed to a girl who called herself Xiaolu that day. She was about twenty years old. She was wearing a black knee-length skirt, thin black stockings, white sneakers, sexy low-waist denim shorts and a loose light pink shirt. She was charming. And charming.
