There are many people in the street, but it's also very quiet. It's almost the same as Jiuli's parade on the heaven given land that day.

If you say that Ning Xuemo had a little doubt about the "National Teacher" before, now when he saw the sedan chair, that little doubt also disappeared!

It's him! No matter how he did it, there should be no doubt that the great God is in this sedan chair!

Did the great God restore his original body and all his powers in the whirlpool of time and space?

She was full of doubts, but only the people in the sedan chair could answer them. Ning Xuemo walked towards the sedan chair.

The broad car door was opened by a young man surrounded by the sedan chair. The inside of the car was very deep. Even if the car door was opened, no one could be seen inside. But Ning Xuemo can feel the light of her eyes, which she is very familiar with!

It's a real God!

There is no doubt about this snow road, so I directly boarded the sedan chair and stepped into it.

As soon as I got in, I put a small hand on my wrist. The little hand pulled her. Ning Xuemo sat on a soft brocade pier in the car. When the car door is closed, the light of the night pearl is slowly shining in the car -

the big God side of the boy's body sits on a Jindun, and a small hand has smoothly stroked her pulse door. A pair of deep blue eyes like sea water has quickly checked her body, and the voice is as cool as ever: "what's wrong with you?"

Just a few words out of his concern, Ning Xuemo warm heart, see him again, her heart finally put into the belly safely, shook his head: "nothing, I'm very good."

"God nine Li doesn't let go of her hand:" your physical strength is worn badly, how many times have you used soul coping

The great God is indeed as bright as a torch!

Ning Xuemo raised his hand and held him in his arms, chin on his shoulder: "not many times. God, why don't you tell me when you lose all your Kung Fu? " As he spoke, he felt his pulse.

For the first time, Shen Jiuli was held in her arms with a slight rigidity. He wanted to struggle, but Ning Xuemo held him tightly: "big God, let me hold for a while." She has been worried for a long time, and even now she is a little flustered.

Only by holding him can she feel his reality and feel at ease.

Shenjiuli: "..."

He didn't struggle any more. He took out a pill and put it to her lips: "come on, honey, take it."

Ning Xuemo knew that what he had given her must be the medicine to restore her physical strength, so he opened his mouth and swallowed it. He accidentally sucked in one of his fingers.

Just as he was about to send his finger out with the tip of his tongue, his finger pressed the tip of her tongue, and then approached her, smiling like a smile, he said, "do you want to?"

Ning Xuemo: "..."

God, you look like a boy. Is it really appropriate to say such adult flirting words?

She took a bite of his finger and kissed him on the cheek: "God, look out for the image!"

She kisses him as if she were a child. Once the head of God is tilted, Ning Xuemo's lips on his cheek will move to his lips

So, Ning Xuemo kissed the boy God once.

After a while, the two separated slightly.

God Jiuli looked at her blushing face and smiled: "is this kiss more strange?"

God, you can still have no lower limit!

After the God became a boy, once he let it go, it would be fatal.

The sedan chair is very stable. Ning Xuemo lies at the window and looks at the street view for a moment