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Volume One Chapter 213 Making Wedding Clothes for Others

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    The streets were overcrowded and extremely noisy.  In a private room at the end of the restaurant, Sima Xiaowei stood in front of the window, her breathing getting faster and faster, and her whole body getting hotter and hotter.  That delicate cheek was filled with blush and confusion, and her body began to become restless involuntarily.  "My whole body feels so hot, what's going on?" She gradually felt something was wrong with her body, and finally looked away from the window.  Sima Xiaowei is not a stupid person. Out of the corner of her eye, she noticed Jiao Heng's half-smiling look, and then thought of the uncontrollable heat all over her body, and she was suddenly shocked.  She looked at the tea on the window sill and tried to secretly stimulate her literary energy. However, the meridians in her body were all occupied by the heat, and she could not condense any literary energy.  The girl who wanted to see Yang Ye finally started to panic.  "This tea" She turned around and looked at the young man with a sinister smile in front of her in horror, her heart beating faster and faster.  Jiao Heng chuckled, glanced at her teasingly, sat on the bench behind, and said casually: "This tea was brought by the waiter in the shop. It tastes pretty good, isn't it, sister Xiaowei?" Sima Xiaowei's footsteps  Staggering, a fire surged up in her body and moved around. Her legs were weak, her mouth was dry, and the skin all over her body was hot and red.  She was frightened in her heart and did not dare to hesitate. She staggered towards the door, but halfway there, she was blocked by Jiao Heng.  Jiao Heng looked at her body greedily and sighed in admiration, saying: "Why is such a gentle and beautiful beauty so rude? Are you going to leave without saying a word?" "Get out of the way?"  !¡± Sima Xiaowei gritted her teeth and tried her best to hold back the impulse in her heart. Her originally clear eyes gradually became a little dazed at this time.  The girl's chest rose and fell violently, and her breathing became heavier and heavier.  "Hey, sister Xiaowei, don't be angry. Sit down and let's chat for a while. Wouldn't it be nice?" Jiao Hengyin laughed, grabbed her arm and threw her on the chair.  Sima Xiaowei screamed and struggled to get up, but her whole body was so soft that she couldn't exert any strength.  She was frightened and frightened, and tears flowed down her face.  "Tsk, tsk, sister Xiaowei, don't be afraid. Don't worry, after a while the medicine in your body is really dissipated, you will find that you have endless strength, hehe." Jiao Heng sat next to her,  His eyes were like those of a wild beast, staring at the little sheep in front of him unscrupulously, his face full of excitement.  Sima Xiaowei struggled desperately to stay away from him. However, the more she struggled, the heat in her body became more intense, and the consciousness in her brain began to gradually lose consciousness.  She groaned involuntarily and began to tear at her clothes. The little consciousness left in her mind made her fall into despair of being unable to control her body.  "Hahaha Sister Xiaowei, can't you help it so quickly? Although I am indeed handsome and handsome, you can't be so casual. Tsk tsk, start taking off your clothes. This is not possible, I am  What should I do if a hot-blooded man can't help but make a mistake?" Jiao Heng's face was full of mockery and he burst out laughing.  Seeing the girl in front of him tearing off her clothes, breathing rapidly, and her face flushed, he couldn't bear it any longer. He stood up suddenly and began to take off his clothes with a smile.  However, at this moment, there was a sudden knock on the door. Jiao Heng frowned and shouted coldly: "Who?" Outside said: "The one who delivers tea." Jiao Heng cursed and shouted angrily: "Get away!  You don't need it now! Don't you dare to disturb me again" Before he could finish speaking, the door of the room was kicked open with a bang.  Yang Ye appeared at the door and glanced at Sima Xiaowei, who was disheveled on the chair. His expression suddenly turned cold and he looked at Jiao Heng.  "Damn it, it turns out it's you little bastard! You dare to ruin my good deeds. It seems you've been tired of life for a long time! I'll let you do it!" As soon as Jiao Heng saw who was coming, he suddenly became furious and his whole body was full of vigor.  He surged, raised his fist, and flew towards Yang Ye! As soon as he came to Yang Ye and was about to punch him down, a little girl suddenly appeared at the door, showing her white teeth at him, grinning, and then  He held out his little fist.  "Bang!" There was a muffled sound, accompanied by a scream, and Jiao Heng flew out like a cannonball, directly out of the window, and landed heavily on the ground where the crowd was densely packed, knocking out a crowd of people.  Yang Ye glanced at Yang Ziyu, and just as he was about to speak, the little girl pushed him into the room, and then the door was closed tightly.  "Ziyu, what are you doing?" Yang Ye was taken aback and shouted, slapping the door.    Yang Ziyu smiled outside the door and said: "Brother, this is a good opportunity, you have to cherish it. I will guard here, don't worry, no one will come in and disturb you." "Nonsense! Open the door quickly!" Yang  Ye raped the door and scolded.  Yang Ziyu did not open the door, and was silent for a while, then said: "Brother, grandpa said that you are now a practitioner of both civil and military arts. You have both literary energy and vitality in your body. The yang energy is too strong. If you don't always use yin to balance it, I'm afraid you will  The meridians will burst. You are thinking about women more and more now. It's not because I told you that time that you lost your virginity, but because your body really needs it. Brother, don't think too much.  "You must not be indecisive during your cultivation, let alone have mercy on women." "These are what grandpa said. I just follow him. Ziyu follows you. Naturally, I don't want your cultivation to stop halfway, or even risk your life."  "The little girl stood outside the door, her usual cheerful expression gone, her bright eyes full of solemnity and sincerity.  Yang Ye stood in the room and gradually fell silent. After a while, Fang slowly said: "Actually, even if you didn't tell me about this situation, I probably would have guessed it." Sima Xiaowei became increasingly hot and hot, and the heat in her body  A certain desire is getting stronger and stronger, even so strong that it will explode if it is not resolved.  The girl gritted her teeth and persisted with only a little bit of disgust and vigilance left, but it also fell apart with Jiao Heng's departure.  Under the pain of resisting the medicine, she suddenly relaxed, and then she no longer had the slightest strength to resist.  She trembled all over and was as hot as fire. She staggered to her feet and rushed toward Yang Ye at the door.  Feeling the man's breath and the coldness on Yang Ye's body, Sima Xiaowei shivered comfortably, even feeling comfortable in her bones.  She screamed happily, hugged Yang Ye tightly, bit him on the lip, and then pushed him to the ground crazily, "jiaochuan" and took off his clothes.  ¡­¡­
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