After finally getting rid of Lin Li and Shebi corpse, Lu Man took out a calendar, and after careful calculation, there was only less than one month left before the natural challenge month. Chen Ziyu's internal injury still has to find a good time. Give him some care, otherwise it will be troublesome if the chain is dropped at a critical moment.
Thinking of this, Lu Man thought of Aning. She squinted her eyes slightly. Since the ghostly mythical came back, she hadn't seen Aning again, and she had no choice but to hold her breath in her heart.
"What are you doing?" At this moment, Chen Tzuyu's voice suddenly appeared behind her.
His hands came around from behind, he hugged her tightly in his arms, his chin was placed on Lu Man's shoulder, and he hugged Lu Man up with a little effort. He sat on Lu Man's bed and placed Lu Man on it. On his legs, he took the calendar and looked at it, and said, "What is this?"
"Calendar." Lu Man explained, "I'll forget it, there are only twenty days left before the Freedom Challenge Month. Your injury..."
"Injury?" Chen Ziyu raised her brows when she heard this, and chuckled lightly: "My wife is still not clear about the body of this gentleman?"
As soon as he finished speaking, his hands started walking irregularly on Lu Man's body. She was wearing a short dress with her white legs exposed in front of Chen Tzuyu's eyes. His hands were not at the base of her thighs. Friction brings a sensation of coldness after another.
Lu Man's breathing quickly became hurried, her chest was violently ups and downs, Chen Ziyu's eyes were smiling, he lowered his head slightly, and bit the collar on her chest, and his jaw was lightly pressed, "Sting "With a sound, the collar tore a hole, revealing the snow white inside.
Chen Tzuyu's throat tightened, his eyes were stained with lust.
"How?" He squinted his eyes with great enjoyment. "Does the madam still need a proof from this monarch?"
Lu Man did not speak, her eyes were half-squinted, and her lips opened slightly. Her brain was already a mass of paste. Chen Ziyu's sudden distance made her feel very uncomfortable. All she saw was Chen Ziyu. His hands were joined together, and he didn't even pay attention to what he was talking about.
She stood up and sealed his mouth all at once.
Chen Tzuyu's pupils widened slightly, seeming to be surprised by her movements, but soon he burst into laughter, grabbed the back of Lu Man's head, and slid his tongue into her mouth, entangled with her.
After a while, Chen Ziyu withdrew from Lu Man's mouth out of breath.
At this moment, Lu Man's clothes had been half-retracted to his waist, and the scene of the upper body fell into his eyes without any obstruction, but Chen Ziyu stopped abruptly.
He pulled up Lu Man's clothes one by one, turned his back with a cough, and said, "Madam... It's not that you are not satisfied with you..."
Having said this, he was a little embarrassed, and he touched his nose and said, "It's just that your body has just received the power of the pure Yin of the Nether Flower. For the time being... it's not suitable for sex."
In just a few words, he spoke intermittently, and Lu Man let out a laugh.
Chen Tzuyu's face pulled down in an instant. After a while, he changed the subject and said, "Your algorithm is wrong. According to my own algorithm, the day after tomorrow, the natural challenge month has already begun."
"What!" Lu Man exclaimed, "The day after tomorrow!"
Chen Tzuyu raised his eyes and said lightly: "Yes, so, I'm going to take you to the ghost mythical creature."