Xu San’s expression is not good!
Fan Ji looked confused, but the thought that my body was not attractive enough began to come to her mind again.
Looking down at her figure, she looks better than that little girl Tian Xue.
It can't be because of the size.
Is that because of appearance?
His current appearance is also more pure and cuter than Tian Xue!
Why?
Could it be...
Is it because of money? !
Fan Ji endured the pain and felt that she finally understood the reason.
But because he was relaxed for a moment, he finally couldn't help but scream.
"Ah——" The pure scream finally broke through Xu San's tent and cut through the night sky, startling a flock of birds.
Xu San wiped his sweat and relaxed his brows, "Finally we found the right place."
What's the right place?
Are you ready to start?
Fan Ji was still imagining what Xu San would do to her, but Xu San just wanted Fan Ji to scream, because a man and a woman were alone in a small tent, and it was still quiet in the dead of night, so they didn't make any noise. , I’m so sorry for the three or four hundred listeners around me.
Fujita Oki left the scourge of Fan Ji to himself without knowing it. He must have some agenda, and if he didn't do something, he would be really sorry for his good intentions.
"Why did you find the right place?" Fan Ji asked puzzledly.
"It's a foot massage! I've been looking for acupuncture points, and now I finally found the right one. But judging from your reaction to the pain, does it mean that there isn't much moisture in your body?"
"What is moisture?" Fan Ji continued to ask.
"Moisture... is a Chinese medicine term. You won't understand the specifics... anyway, just understand it as a bad thing." Xu San searched hard and couldn't figure out how to explain this word. , after all, there are differences between Japanese and Chinese.
Fan Ji nodded helplessly, and now he could finally confirm that Xu San had no idea about her body at all.
Just now, I was pressing my feet hard here and there. It turned out that I was massaging the soles of my feet and conditioning my body.
Doesn't he want to do something to me?
Isn’t it said that men are animals that think with their lower bodies?
Fan Ji was very disappointed and felt like a failure. The helpless frustration lingered in her heart.
Thinking back on the suffering she endured while practicing ninjutsu, she felt that it was all in vain.
It turns out it's still as loose as a rock.
But she was still a ninja, and obeying orders was engraved in her bones. Although Fujita Oki didn't say it explicitly, letting her stay in this tent for the night meant that she was allowed to...
The mission cannot fail!
Fan Ji took her feet out of Xu San's hand, knelt and walked a few steps forward, then she came close to Xu San, raised her head, and said lovingly, with a hint of weakness and pity, "Master Xu San." As he spoke, he opened his arms, leaned forward, and threw himself into his arms.
Seeing this posture, Xu San felt like he was going to be spoiled. He thought that he must not let her succeed, so he quickly stepped back and said, "Huanjiang, we have only met twice after all. Are you a little too anxious like this?" No, let’s ask your brother?”
Xu San is a man. Facing such a magical girl, he feels very tormented in his heart. If it were the little rich woman today, he would have obeyed. If it were Sister Hong, he would have obeyed as well.
However, the charming woman in front of him now happened to be the Japanese ninja.
If it was normal, he would definitely eat it up and wipe it clean, put up his pants and refuse to admit it.
But now the situation outside is very chaotic. The Japanese who shouldn't have assembled in a large group suddenly gather, which makes him always feel that something is going to happen. And at this time, an extraordinary ninja comes over to meet with Fujita Oki. The most important thing is that now she is being captured again. Fujita stayed here for the night.
Putting these things together will reveal an extraordinary flavor.
So far, he hasn't had a clue.
Li Si couldn't go out because he had to pretend to be a puppet soldier, so he gave the walkie-talkie to Lian Wushang and asked him to go get information from the Japanese.
As for what the result will be, there is no word yet.
Faced with such a tense situation, if Xu San still wants to have sex with women, then he is not Xu San, and he is not the underground worker codenamed "Group Head".
After dodging Fan Ji's attack, Xu San immediately stepped forward and held down her hand that was undressing, "Just accept the foot massage with peace of mind. I promise, after it is done, you will feel more comfortable than you thought."
"Comfortable?" Fan Ji was very confused. She had never had a foot massage before, so she didn't know what the effect would be after it.
"You'll know after it's over." With that, Xu San let go of his hand, and Fan Ji also revealed her fair shoulders.
He reached out to pick up her foot again and pressed it down hard.
It still hurts, but after the pain, I did feel a little refreshed.
Looking at Fan Ji's suppressed red face, Xu San said, "Shout if it hurts, but don't be too loud."
Fan Ji nodded slightly, and when the pain struck again, she hummed softly, suppressing her throat to make her voice sound like a girl's murmur.
This was her last stubbornness and last struggle, and then... she accepted it.
mission failed.
Xu San sighed, secretly practicing Qi training skills, and suppressing the hot air in his heart.
The revolution has not yet succeeded, and comrades still need to work hard.
What Xu San did tonight gave Fan Ji a new understanding of men in this world.
He took out his handkerchief and wiped the sweat on Xu San's forehead, "Thank you for your hard work, Mr. Xu San."
Xu San smiled brightly, "It's not hard, it's a long night, why don't you do something?"
Fan Ji also smiled, but this time she put away her seductive smile and showed a Yamato Nadeshiko-like smile that should have belonged to a Japanese woman.
She has figured it out now, since you don't like the way I look now, then I will change my appearance next time. I don't believe that I, Fan Ji, can't make a face that Xu San likes.
Well, next time he will try to look like Zhang Fengling, maybe mature women will be more attractive to him.
Xu San's techniques are very ordinary, and what he knows is nothing more than what he has passively learned before.
Formal and informal, all put together, they can be regarded as their own sect. At least in this era, they can be called the masters of the past generation.
Regarding Xu San's methods, Fan Ji went from being nervous and uneasy at the beginning to accepting it with peace of mind, and experienced a lot of inner struggles in the process.
After Xu San finished, Fan Ji felt an indescribable sense of fatigue coming over her. Her body stretched back unnaturally, and a big hand held her waist. She wanted to fall into his arms, but But he gently placed her on the mat.
Although my feet still hurt, my body felt so relaxed for a long time. I closed my eyes and my body felt particularly light.
Is this what comfort feels like?
It was nice, this was a feeling she had never experienced since becoming a ninja.
She closed her eyes and felt someone tapping her back gently, very rhythmically.
Drowsiness sets in...
It's three o'clock!
Outside the tent, the round moon hung in the sky, coating the earth with silver. Next to the flowing stream, Xu San stretched his waist, washed his face, took out his walkie-talkie, and called Practice once without injury.
After a while, a "rustling" sound came from the headphones.
