(ARC 1-4 ) Quick wear: The host of Bailian is milky and sweet

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Of course, Fu Ting wouldn't let Ji Sishen run away, but it was just an excuse to pull the little milk bag to be fair and straight.

"You just murdered me!"

The little face is bulging into a small bun, which is extraordinarily cute.

Fu Ting held the person in his arms, and Fu Ting liked the smell of milky milk.

"no."

Ji Si snorted twice, "You still let me run thirty laps! It was you who were too... I was late yesterday!"

Of course Fu Ting knew, but it was obvious that the little milk bag was intentional.

"It is my fault."

Ji Sishen's face turned a bit crimson, "Hmph, it's good that you know."

"I don't care, you have to coax me!"

Fu Ting knew that, he could n't help pinching the soft and glutinous face of a certain little milk bag, and he chuckled softly, "How do you want me to coax?"

"Of course it's a hug and hug, and then the body and soul are both cultivated!"

The last four words, those eyes are obvious... can't wait.

Fu Ting helplessly pinched his eyebrows, "You're late today, are you sure now?"

Ji Sishen nodded very seriously, "Could it be that the marshal is deliberately showing favoritism, doesn't he just want to cultivate both body and soul with me?"

Fu Ting: "..."

There's nothing wrong with that either.

Fu Ting reluctantly scratched the tip of Ji Sishen's nose, "Then eat something first."

He was afraid that he would run out of energy later.

Ji Sishen didn't care, just like the first time, he directly pushed the person to the ground, "Let's eat the marshal first!"

Without giving Fu Ting a chance to speak, the little milk bun took the initiative to kiss.

If Fu Ting can bear it, then he might really... have something wrong.

During dual cultivation, Fu Ting did not dare to release his spiritual realm his too strongly.

He was afraid that Ji Sishen would resist, but it went well unexpectedly.

Even Ji Sishen's mental power is somewhat entangled with his mental power his.

Very active kind.

This surprised Fu Ting.

Not only did Xiao Daibao not resist at all, he also actively cooperated with the entry of his spiritual power his.

If you can do this without rejection, I'm afraid you won't be able to find anyone else.

Thinking of this, Fu Ting's love for Ji Sishen seemed to be a little deeper.

Now that he trusts his little milk bun so much, he is afraid that if he kills him, he can take the initiative to stab himself.

This kind of thought seems to come from the resonance in the depths of the soul, as if... he seems to have seen such a picture before.

But that feeling is fleeting.

Fu Ting felt more pity for Ji Sishen.

This time, because of the fusion of spiritual power, Ji Sishen is not as tired as before.

And Ji Sishen's spiritual field has also been significantly repaired, which is also an accident.

He could n't imagine how much his little nipple he liked him to have such unreserved trust.

The softness in Fu Ting's heart intensified a bit, but this kind of softness only belongs to this person.

"Tired?"

Fu Ting brushed Ji Sishen's sweat-soaked short hair with a gentle tone.

The person who just closed his eyes to ease his breath opened his eyes in the next second.

Half-stretched, he looked at Fu Ting with the corners of his mouth hooked, "I think my mental realm hurts again, so let's do it again!"

Fu Ting: "..."

I don't believe it at all.

But how could he refuse the petite wife's request?

so…  …

"Deep, are you still coming?"

Ji Sishen's brows and eyes were full of emotional spring, and his lips his were crimson, "No ... not coming ..."

This is the moment of flirting, and the crematorium afterwards.

Especially abstinent/sexual men, that's not what a crematorium can describe!