After temporarily comforting Leng Xinmeng, Wu Hong entered Leng Qinglian's room.

Three or two paper bags were casually placed on the table. Leng Qinglian was sitting by her mouth, holding a book and reading. When she saw Wu Hong coming in, she put down the book and said, "Why are you here? Didn't you make an appointment with Fairy Fan?"

Wu Hong looked around and said: "Sister Lian's peaceful posture is so beautiful."

"Glib tongue!" Leng Qinglian pursed her lips, rarely revealing the emotional side of her little daughter. Wu Hong walked over, held her slender hand in his palm, and while admiring it, he said matter-of-factly: "Xin Meng, I woke you up.

Naturally, nothing will happen to her."

Leng Qinglian raised her eyes and looked at Wu Hong with a serious look on her face: "Of course I believe you, but Xinmeng's mental state is very poor during this period of time, and she can't sleep well every night. So I'm a little worried~" [

"Well, so I just made some arrangements in her room to see if it can alleviate the problem."

Leng Qinglian showed a curious look and said: "Is it related to your mysterious arrangement around the entire Bingqing Pavilion?"

Wu Hong said in surprise: "So, Sister Lian, can you feel it?"

"Of course, the flowers and plants around Bingqing Pavilion are obviously more lush and energetic than those outside. And Yun Bing and I both feel that no matter how tired we are at the company during the day, as long as we get home and breathe the fresh air here, we will soon feel better.

It can relieve fatigue. But Xinmeng's feeling is different from ours, which is really strange." Leng Qinglian seemed to be mentally arranging her hair on her temples.

For a moment, Wu Hong seemed to have caught something, but Leng Qinglian suddenly lost it again. "Go find Fan Yaoji quickly, she will be here soon."

Wu Hong conveniently put his arms around Leng Qinglian's slender waist, grabbed her pink lips, and kissed her deeply and painfully. The kiss made the delicate body in his arms weak and weak, and then he let go and left with great satisfaction.

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When the door slammed shut, Leng Qinglian held the back of the chair and sat down slowly, muttering to herself in annoyance: "This little villain knows how to bully me~" She sat there calmly for a while,

She stood up, walked to the mirror and took a closer look. She felt that the redness on her face had disappeared, and then she opened the door and went to find Leng Xinmeng.

Fan Yunbing's door was ajar, and Wu Hong closed the door after entering. How could there be a beautiful figure in the empty bedroom? He tried calling twice before he heard a weak voice coming from the cloakroom.

Thinking that when shopping at night, there were some mysterious clothes that Fan Yunbing had to carry by himself. Wu Hong speeded up his pace and walked over.

The spacious cloakroom is filled with a dazzling array of clothes. From all kinds of hats to a wide variety of scarves, suits, casual wear, dresses and beautiful shoes, it is comparable to a clothing store.

But what attracted Wu Hong the most was not these various clothes, but the enchanting beauty standing in front of the mirror at this moment.

I saw Fan Yunbing wearing a lace cutout sleeve miniskirt. The lace cutout revealed her soft shoulders and firm and flat belly. However, her always proud breasts were tightly wrapped, and her plump and round buttocks were also covered.

It was perfectly covered by the hem of the short skirt, forming a perfect picture of protruding front and back.

"Hong, does it look good?"

Wu Hong smiled knowingly. Although this pajamas did not reveal any trace of spring, it added a lot of alluring flavor.

"Little goblin, what do you think?"

Fan Yunbing slowly raised her legs and walked towards her step by step. The hem of her short skirt swayed involuntarily, revealing a little bit of snow-white spring light.

With the delicate body in his arms, Wu Hong immediately touched the plump buttocks with his hands. Lifting up the hem of his short skirt, what he touched was the full buttocks. After touching for a long time, he was surprised to find it between the two buttocks.

A slender ribbon.

A bad smile spread across his face, Wu Hong covered his slightly panting red lips, and what entered his mouth was a completely different taste of ecstasy. Fan Yunbing was like a pile of burnt dry firewood, exposed to this weak spark,

Enthusiasm was immediately ignited.

Wu Hong's evil hand went from behind his buttocks to in front of him, and slowly rubbed it through the small piece of cloth.[

Fan Yunbing couldn't bear it anymore, her eyes gradually blurred, and she couldn't help but stretched out her hands to press down on his mischievous hands, and then let go because she longed for that feeling. After pressing so loosely, the small piece of cloth finally got wet,

The beauty in his arms seems to be ready for you to pick.

Not long after, the two moved to the comfortable big bed. With Fan Yunbing catering to her, Wu Hong slowly took off the short skirt-style pajamas, gradually revealing the charming wet cloth from bottom to top, and her tight and flat belly.

And the plump jade rabbit as shiny as a peach...

Wu Hong swallowed a gulp of saliva, and then kissed the beautiful belly. The smooth belly without a trace of fat trembled slightly with every nibble of his...

The long days of waiting turned into Fan Yunbing laughing uncontrollably under the teasing, and her confused expression kept calling Wu Hong to enter...

When Leng Qinglian walked out of her sister's room and passed by Fan Yunbing's door, she caught a faint high-pitched tone coming from inside. That was Wu Hong's remarkable results after launching the first round of sprint. Leng Qinglian endured

I couldn't help but stop for a moment, then I couldn't hear a sound anymore, then I realized what I was doing, and then I trotted back to my room.

Looking at the beautiful girl who had softened into a puddle under him, Wu Hong began to taste it lightly, sometimes violently. Fan Yunbing, who had already lost all positions, felt like a small boat on the turbulent sea, sometimes flying into the clouds, sometimes falling into the sea. Just like that.

In the midst of such ups and downs, Fan Yunbing murmured wildly, until she was speechless and fell asleep from exhaustion.

Wu Hong placed his limp body on the pillow, covered him with the quilt carefully, and then lay down still unfinished. But in his mind, he was thinking about whether to go to the next door to continue fighting~

In this ideological struggle, half an hour passed without realizing it, and suddenly, a sad scream came. Although the sound insulation effect of this villa was very good, Wu Hong's hearing was far incomparable. His spiritual consciousness

As soon as I played it, I immediately discovered that the scream came from Leng Xinmeng’s room.

Wu Hong quickly put on his clothes, and within a few seconds, he had opened the door of Leng Xinmeng's room and appeared in front of her bed. He saw that Leng Xinmeng on the bed had already kicked off the quilt, and her eyes were tightly closed at this time.

, her pretty face turned pale, and she held her head in her hands, her expression sometimes frightened and sometimes painful.

This is another strange disease, and it is much more serious than the one during the day!

Wu Hong immediately made a judgment, and immediately stretched out his hands, and several golden needles appeared in his hands. Then, Wu Hong secretly activated it, and the golden needles flew out with a cold light, hitting several large acupuncture points in front of Leng Xinmeng's body.

After stabbing her for a few times, Wu Hong turned her over and treated her smoothly again. Leng Xinmeng gradually calmed down in her sleep.

During the day, Leng Xinmeng said that her strange disease would occur once every three days. But this time, it was no more than twelve hours from the one during the day. Is this a sign that the condition is getting worse? Could it be that the spirit gathering array is a little bit different?

No effect?

Wu Hong frowned and pondered. Suddenly, an idea flashed in his mind, and he thought of the thought he caught in the deserted room of Qinglian. With suspicion, Wu Hong lifted the spirit gathering array beside Leng Xinmeng's bed, and then came

Go to the balcony and temporarily disarm the four-image missing formation covering the two rows of buildings.

Returning to Fan Yunbing's room, Wu Hong fell asleep. His consciousness shrouded the area of ​​the two villas, and he paid attention to the changes in Leng Xinmeng's condition.

A little tipsy in the morning, when Leng Qinglian went downstairs to prepare breakfast, she accidentally discovered that Wu Hong was already busy in the kitchen. So she put on sportswear and jogged a few laps around the garden around the villa.

Not long after, Leng Qinglian returned to the villa and said to the busy Wu Hong: "Strange, why do I feel that the area around Bingqing Pavilion is different from before?"

Wu Hong smiled and said: "Your feeling is right, I have temporarily removed the surrounding arrangements."

"Why?" Leng Qinglian said in confusion.

"To verify a conjecture of mine. Sister Lian, Xinmeng fell ill again last night."

Leng Qinglian immediately said anxiously: "How could it happen that you got sick again so soon?"

Wu Hong gestured to her and said: "Sister Lian, don't worry, I may have found the cause of her illness. Now I am removing the decorations around the villa to verify this conjecture."

Leng Qinglian became more and more puzzled and said: "Everything you have arranged around the villa is very good for the flowers and the human body. Living here, I feel like living in a fairyland. The air is fresh and the flowers are full of flowers."

With the surname Ling, it makes people feel comfortable when they see it.”[

Wu Hong shook his head and said: "Xinmeng is different from you. She was once possessed by the witch's spirit, and the witch's majestic memory remains in her brain. So I am worried that it may be because the spiritual energy here is too strong, causing those

The massive amount of memories interfered with her normal brain nerves, leading to the occurrence of strange diseases."

Seeing that Leng Qinglian still had a puzzled expression, Wu Hong continued to explain: "Those memories are like a heavy burden, which increases the load on Xin Meng's brain. This kind of burden may even be dozens of times for a normal person."

Times as much.”

"Originally, Xinmeng could only reveal a very small part of those memories, but with the continuous nourishment of spiritual power here, those memories became spontaneously active, and Xinmeng himself did not have the ability to fully control them, which led to strange

The occurrence of disease.”

"But how can something like memory come alive spontaneously?" Leng Qinglian said with confusion.

Wu Hong waved his hand and said: "I can't tell you the details, but Sister Lian, don't forget, those massive memories were once owned by a witch in the Nascent Soul stage. The cultivators in the Nascent Soul stage are very powerful. Last time

Xinmeng was able to escape the disaster entirely because the witch was already very weak and we took advantage of it and killed her."

Leng Qinglian couldn't help but worry: "It's so serious. Will Xinmeng be okay?"

Wu Hong could only comfort him: "Don't worry, Sister Lian, no matter what, I will do my best."

In anxious worry, Leng Qinglian finished her breakfast. Looking at the time, it was almost eight o'clock. Normally at this time, even the sleepiest Fan Yunbing would get up.

Leng Xinmeng slept very soundly, and Wu Hong signaled Leng Qinglian not to disturb her. As for Fan Yunbing, the battle last night was too intense and lacked the nourishment of spiritual energy, so her body's fatigue recovery was slower. Unfortunately, she was
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