: The ancestor

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After Ling Xiaoya went to bed, the two played at two o'clock in the morning. Zhang Xingyun looked at his watch and said to Ling Xiaohan who had been yawning. "It's already two o'clock. I'm going to work tomorrow. Let's go to bed today."
Ling Xiaohan stretched hard and didn't force her. She was also a little sleepy, otherwise she would let her brother-in-law get a good chance to play games with herself.
Zhang Xingyun took a shower and went directly to bed. Before he lay down for two minutes, he found that the quilt had been lifted. He almost scared him to death when he opened his eyes.
"Xiaohan, why are you in my house?"
"Sleep!" Ling Xiaohan frowned impatiently, neither eyelids could be opened.
When Zhang Xingyun heard it, the whole skin was tight. "Did you go to bed when you sleep, your sister's room is over there ..." He pointed his finger outside.
"It's all over now, my sister is asleep, I haven't been able to wake her up in the past, you quickly give way to the ground, I'm going to sleep." Ling Xiaohan is going to bed on the move.
Zhang Xingyun grabbed his quilt and turned on the bedside lamp. "Xiaohan, there is a difference between men and women. How can you come to sleep with me?"
He looked at Ling Xiaohan and couldn't help but have some headaches. Ling Xiaohan's appearance is now fresh and delicious. He used to take all the snacks that he had delivered to his door, but now his little aunt is standing in front of him, okay?
He didn't dare to give Zhang Xingyun a hundred guts.
"There is no difference between men and women. There are differences between men and women. You are my brother-in-law. What are you afraid of? Do you dare to touch my foot?" Ling Xiaohan glared at Zhang Xingyun from the top.
"..."
"Huh, I know you really don't have this guts!" Ling Xiaohan sat directly on the bed, but Zhang Xingyun grabbed the quilt stubbornly without letting go.
He was really afraid, the little aunt was sleeping in her bed. If Ling Xiaoya sees it tomorrow, she will definitely have something to do with her little brother.
Seeing Zhang Xingyun look irrepressible for a lifetime, Ling Xiaohan gave him an angry look, "Brother-in-law, you really don't look like a man, I don't care about a girl, what are you doing!"
Nima, just because Lao Tzu is a normal man, why don't you let you sleep here, if your sister sees it, who will help Lao Tzu explain?
Take a look at Ling Xiaohan's white suspender nightdress, white skin like fat, slightly reddish face, and thin lips with shiny water, all exuding a beautiful atmosphere.
"Then sleep here, I sleep in the living room ..."
Zhang Xingyun didn't want to stay with her for a moment. He still had a moral bottom line. He couldn't offend this little ancestor, but it's okay to hide from you.
Zhang Xingyun took out a quilt, and as soon as he walked to the door, he was stopped by Ling Xiaohan. "Sister-in-law, you are so scared of me, wouldn't you have any thoughts on me?"
Ling Xiaohan touched her small chin, her eyes full of evil little stars.
"How is it possible, you are my sister, how can you have an idea for you?" Zhang Xingyun turned around and said to Ling Xiaohan seriously.
"Then you are afraid of a ghost, come up!" Ling Xiaohan patted the bed beside him with pride, and the other hand ticked towards Zhang Xingyun.
Especially me, it is enough for a big old man to be said like this by a little girl. Zhang Xingyun's heart is horizontal and he sleeps.
Just preparing to climb up, Ling Xiaohan suddenly grabbed his wrist, Zhang Xingyun was stunned, this girl was afraid again?
"Are you sleeping and snoring?" Ling Xiaoya looked at Zhang Xingyun with her head tilted.
"Uh ... no ..."
"Do you grind your teeth?"
"Not ..."
"What about sleepwalking?"
"will not......"
Meowed a microphone, and still can't sleep!
"That's good, come on." Ling Xiaohan yawned, lazy, like a kitten. Zhang Xingyun looked dumbfounded. He had already begun to illusion how good Ling Xiaoya would look like this.
Zhang Xingyun just stepped on one leg, and the young ancestor suddenly said, "Forget it, you should sleep on the sofa. If my sister sees you lying next to me tomorrow, you may not be able to live."
Zhang Xingyun's back leg just stiffened in the air.
Mad, is this playing Lao Tzu? Just now I did n’t sleep, I just dragged me back. I thought everything was a fantasy of a beautiful life. You let him go again!
"Brother-in-law, I'm doing it for you, don't you want to keep this little life?" Ling Xiaohan's little hand retreated and pushed Zhang Xingyun a look, innocent.
But the more she is like this, the more settled Zhang Xingyun is, this little ancestor is playing with himself!
Looking at Zhang Xingyun's expression of eating shit, Ling Xiaohan laughed straight behind him, stupid brother-in-law, playing to you.
In fact, Zhang Xingyun was kicked out, but he was relieved. If he really lay there, he might not know what would happen. After all, Ling Xiaohan looked very delicious.
But having said that, if something really goes out, let alone Ling Xiaoya, even if I can't get through this letter, is the younger sister the younger sister?
Zhang Xingyun lied on the sofa and slept all night.
The next morning, Zhang Xingyun got up to make breakfast as usual. When she got up, Mina was already practicing sword in the yard again.
Zhang Xingyun went to the window and looked at Mina's tricks. There was no way to speak in his mind. Even he had never seen a sword like Mina.
Even after searching all over his head, Zhang Xingyun didn't find a sword similar to her or homologous.
Although every move seems strange, but a series of coherence, it makes people feel a mysterious and mysterious.
Mina seemed to feel the presence of Zhang Xingyun, and the sword dance in her hand was even harder.
After the last sword took hold, Mina's figure disappeared in place, and when Zhang Xingyun reacted, another cool and energetic energy from her palms rushed in.
Zhang Xingyun narrowed his eyes slightly and felt this wonderful feeling. Although he did not have many times, he always felt the same shock every time.
At this time, Mina was still outside the house and was able to follow the support point to the hand holding the window sill and the hand holding Zhang Xingyun, but Zhang Xingyun did not feel any external force.
This kind of action can be done by people with unusual internal strength.
After this energy flow continued for a few minutes, Mina let go of Zhang Xingyun's palm, her face was pale again, full of weak expression.
He can't support the weight of his body. The whole person thinks about it and falls.
Zhang Xingyun's pupil shrank, and he flew to the window and caught Mina.
Mina's pale face was lightly golden by the morning light, echoing her golden eyelashes and gleaming long hair. Zhang Xingyun's breathing was a little short.
"Mina, you do n’t have to use me anymore, I can practice myself, you do n’t have to make yourself like this."
Zhang Xingyun couldn't bear to see Mina so weak every time.
The first time Mina transferred the results of her cultivation into Zhang Xingyun's body, Zhang Xingyun had been curious for a long time, so she found time to chat with Mina.
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