While Xu San was still thinking about what to do next, the curtain of the tent was suddenly lifted.
Fujita walked in from outside.
Xu San frowned slightly, then asked with a smile: "Why aren't instructor Fujita sleeping yet?"
Fujita did not answer, but glanced at Fan Ji with an evil look, "Why are you here? Didn't I tell you to go back quickly?"
"Brother, why are you here?" Fan Ji also did not answer Fujita's question, but cleverly made up her identity.
Xu San also noticed this, but did not expose it. Instead, he cooperated with Fan Ji and said, "Isn't it dark now? I was afraid that Miss Fujita would be dangerous if she walked alone at night, so I left her to rest in my tent. ?”
Fujita thought expressionlessly for a while, and then said to Fan Ji, "Then you stay here, remember to go back early tomorrow."
After saying that, he left. Before leaving, he specifically glanced at the knife in Xu San's hand.
A cool breeze rushed in from outside, and Xu San suddenly seemed to call Fujita back and told him to quickly take this unlucky subordinate of yours away. If you leave her here with me, isn't this destroying someone's innocence?
But it was useless, Fujita Oki had no intention of taking Fan Ji away.
Xu San felt that he must have done it on purpose and left Fan Ji to himself on purpose.
But what are you leaving for yourself?
Keep it for yourself?
Or is there another purpose?
If Oki Fujita really had a purpose, then he would not sleep that night.
The dim lights reflected on Fan Ji's pretty face. Although she was sitting upright at the moment, staring at Xu San intently, there was admiration and admiration in her eyes, as if there was a trace of expectation.
With her fitted student uniform, double braids, and chest rising and falling slightly as she exhales, it seems that every part of Fan Ji's body in front of her exudes this seductive smell.
Xu San's breathing suddenly became heavy, and the small tent became hotter with the increase in carbon dioxide. He unbuttoned a button on his shirt, and then moved towards Fan Ji.
Looking at it, Fan Ji couldn't help but feel a sense of expectation in her heart. She felt that she still had some charm. He didn't make a move just now, maybe because he was wary of her sudden intrusion.
But now, he probably has no scruples and is finally tempted by his beauty.
The distance between the two people was very close now. Fan Ji could even feel Xu San's breathing. She lowered her head and waited for Xu San to take the next step.
But after a few seconds, Xu San didn't make a move.
Turning his eyes slightly, he realized that Xu San had rolled up his sleeves.
Seeing Xu San's action, Fan Ji was very confused and thought to herself, shouldn't you take off your clothes when doing such things?
But why are you rolling up your sleeves?
Do you have any special hobbies?
Putting down the curiosity in her heart, Fan Ji continued to wait patiently.
After a while, she finally waited for Xu San's hand, but this hand did not move as she imagined, but grabbed her foot.
There were no socks on her feet, and Fan Ji could clearly feel the temperature on Xu San's palms, as well as a slight tingling.
Feet?
Fan Ji's mind quickly recalled the relevant content in "The Seduction Chapter of Ji Yinliu Kunoichi's Guide", and then asked in a low voice, "Do my feet look good?"
"Well, it looks pretty. It would look even better if I had a manicure, but I have to wear sandals."
She knows about sandals, but what is a manicure?
Fan Ji heard new terms from Xu San's mouth again, which made her feel a little bad, but she resisted asking any more questions and continued to wait for his next move.
"By the way, what's Miss Fujita's name?" Xu San asked.
"Phantom! Fujita Gen!"
Xu San nodded, and then continued to ask: "Huanjiang is also a ninja, right?"
Although Xu San knows Fan Ji's true identity, he cannot say this identity casually. If he says it casually, he may be in big trouble, so he needs to tell Fan Ji the one she is using now. identity.
"Yeah, but I'm just a genin, very insignificant." Fan Ji whispered, her voice full of inferiority, which made people feel a kind of affection.
Xu San continued to study Fan Ji's feet and secretly compared her with Xiao Hong, feeling that Fan Ji was better in terms of sultry.
After a while, Xu San finished his research, put down Huanji's feet, flexed his fingers, and then asked with a wicked smile: "Is Huanji afraid of pain?"
Fan Ji curled up slightly, then nodded pitifully, "Afraid!"
Fan Ji's face turned red, she said "hmm" shyly, and then lowered her head again, feeling a little expectant in her heart...
Is the first time coming?
I thought it was going to be a certain task, but unexpectedly it was handed over to him. Although I didn't know what the leader's purpose was, I must obey the leader's words absolutely.
I secretly glanced at Xu San. Although he didn't look good, he was quite manly when he held the knife just now.
Fan Ji, who was thinking wildly, suddenly felt a heartbreaking pain coming from the Yongquan point on the sole of her foot.
Then she gritted her teeth hard, not letting herself make a sound, and then sweat wet her clothes again.
After a while, the pain subsided, and she began to look at Xu San. At the same time, she began to recall the entire content of "The Ji Yinliu Kunoichi's Guide to Seduction and Seduction." After thinking about it for a long time, she did not expect that there was a record of what Xu San was doing now. do.
She only got a moment of respite, and the severe pain once again swept through her brain through the soles of her feet. Xu San once again pressed his fingers on different acupuncture points than before.
It still hurt. The pain that went straight into her mind made Fan Ji almost lose herself, but this time she still didn't scream.
To be called a ninja, you must be able to endure what ordinary people cannot endure.
Fan Ji kept warning herself in her heart that she could not embarrass Ji Yinliu.
At the same time, I despised the seniors of Ji Yinliu in my heart. What crappy books they wrote were of no use at all!
Sure enough, textbooks are all just talk on paper.
Fan Ji now even wonders whether those senior kunoichi who wrote books have ever used the methods they wrote to seduce men.
After pinching twice more, Huan Ji still didn't scream, but she felt that the two pinches were not as painful as before. She wiped the sweat on the back of her neck and found that the expression on Xu San's face became serious, like an old Chinese medicine doctor. When it comes to intractable diseases.
