Chapter 7 Soft Jade in the Arms

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Hearing Nie Pan's surprised words, Song Xiyan said proudly, "When you were controlled by the fake bald donkey, I saw that your other hand was groping in the bag. If I don't do it again, I'm afraid you will poke a few holes in the bald donkey, right?"

Nie Pan did not deny it or nod. He did think so at that time, "The dog will jump over the wall when he is anxious. I don't want to be broken, so I would rather go to prison to be a civil servant..."

After listening to Nie Pan's words, Song Xiyan looked at Nie Pan seriously and said, "Handsome pot, have you seen too much? In the future, this kind of mentality will be terrible. This thing is not fun. It's better to lose it far away. Sooner or later, something will happen. I thought you would be a good young man. Won't you let me down? If you don't work hard, I don't believe that the bald donkey will really dare to do what you do? Is it true that there is no king's law? If you really leave a hole in him, or the hole is too big to make up, and the bald donkey goes to hell, won't your life be ruined? In the future, remember that impulse is the devil, and calm down when you encounter things in the future, calm down... Don't be excited!"

Looking at Song Xiyan's serious appearance, as if the teacher was admonishing his disciples, Nie Pan was a little embarrassed. I did fight a lot, but I'm not the kind of guy who likes to play with knives all day long. He is fierce regardless of the consequences. He is a gangster who lacks roots in his head. He is a "Taoist master" who pays attention to martial arts.

In fact, Nie Pan bought this dagger to defend himself when he was preparing to explore the ancient tomb. After all, imagine the gloomy, humid and horrible thousand-year-old tomb that makes people's scalp tingle.

In a hurry, he was forced to touch it out and fight with the bald head. In addition to the dagger, Nie Pan's bag also had a compass, a magnifying glass, a gas mask, a flashlight, a Swiss army knife and other items specially purchased for exploration. Unexpectedly, he was regarded as a poisoned by Meimei at this moment. Brain-damaged and so on.

Between the two talking and laughing, the roaring train sped on the long track, marching towards the west, and passing by the oncoming train from time to time...

Song Xiyan, who is beautiful and a little mysterious on the spacious seat, is now discussing each other's stories with Nie Pan, whose expression is a little lazy and his eyes are a little deep.

"Sister heroine, I admit that your skills are indeed 10,000 kilometers better than me, but you don't have to teach me so much, do you? To be honest, you misunderstood me. Although I am not a good person, I am not the kind of brain disability that lacks brain cells as you think. As for why I carry this thing with me, I won't tell you..."

After saying that, Nie Pan took off his shoes and moved his legs to the seat with a "sud" sound, and put on the same posture as Song Xiyan. He leaned his back against the carriage, pulled down his hat and covered his face with the brim.

Nie Pan's words aroused Song Xiyan's interest. She suddenly stretched her legs to Nie Pan's seat, scratched Nie Pan's thighs with a pair of delicate little feet, and begged, "Good brother, it's my sister's fault. Just tell me... OK? Look at your eyes, sister, you are a person with a story. Let's talk about it..."

Listening to Song Xiyan's bitter plea with the voice that harms the country and the people, and her legs were scratched by her two delicate little feet. Nie Pan really couldn't decide, but he had some "chicken" movements!

I really want to grab these little feet that are itchy all over and play with them. Of course, if I can go upstream, I will be even more eager for it.

However, when he thought that this was the foot that made "Flying Peng" fly out just now, Nie Pan immediately gave up the idea and began to make a "egg" decision.

"Tell me your story first. Why does a girl have such an excellent skills? If your story is good, maybe I will tell you my story."

When Nie Pan was talking, he still took off his hat. Such a superb beauty was put in front of him. He didn't look at it a few times. It was really a violent thing. After passing through this village, there was no store. After the end of the journey, he wanted to see such a stunning "national-level" beauty again, but I was afraid he could only pursue it in his dream. Thinking of this, Nie Pan couldn't help feeling a little melancholy in his heart. He quietly opened his eyes and glanced at the best beauty opposite.

Song Xiyan didn't seem to notice Nie Pan's psychological change. She immediately clapped her hands and said, "Okay, I may be an occupational disease. I like to ask about other people's stories most. It's a deal. Don't lie. Whoever lies is a puppy..."

"My hometown is from Luxi. I remember that I told you when I first got on the bus. Luxi Yuncheng is the place where Liangshan is the king. All the people there are practicing martial arts, and every family has the habit of practicing martial arts, and my father, my father's father, and my grandfather's grandfather, I don't know how to go back to That generation has always had the habit of practicing martial arts. It can be said that it is a martial arts family. Martial arts has been passed down from the ancestors. There are only two sisters in my family. I am the second child. My sister doesn't like to move. My father has to cultivate me as a boy. So, since I was three years old, I have been forced to practice martial arts by my own father since I was a child. Alas... miserable. It was not until I went to college that I was far away from home that I was not tortured by my father. Who knew that the physical education teachers in the university felt that I had a foundation in martial arts, so they deliberately trained me to practice martial arts, and then I was tortured by some regular martial arts coaches in college. Although I finally won the championship several times, But it's not worth the loss. It makes the boys afraid of me. Up to now, I haven't even found a partner after graduation... It's miserable that I've become a leftover girl..."

Song Xiyan talked and complained, but she couldn't see any complaints. Her two little feet seemed to be addicted to scratching Nie Pan's legs, and they still scratched unyieldingly...

Nie Pan has some "chicken movement" faintly. Shit, you are ** naked seduction, but this girl said that if she doesn't find a partner, she is definitely pretending to be 13, but she doesn't say that her eyes are higher than the top. With this beauty, she certainly doesn't know how many infatuated seeds are willing to "die by the peony flower". Not to mention being flattened every day, just It's kneeling on the washing board, kneeling washing machine, kneeling refrigerator... I guess everyone is willing to!

"And I, in fact, I studied journalism in college. Although I have made some achievements in martial arts, my greatest wish is to be a reporter with a sense of social responsibility, so after graduation, I applied for Donggang Daily to be a reporter. Later, I told you the previous story, that is, a lustful boss. Wearing small shoes, let me go to Ningxia in such a cold weather... Well, that's all. My story is over. It's time for you to tell your story. Why do you have these things in your bag?"

When Song Xiyan was talking, she suddenly got up and grabbed Nie Pan's cyan Nike bag under her back. Nie Pan did not react. Since she wanted to see it, she let him see it. Anyway, there was nothing embarrassing.

After Song Xiyan opened the zipper of her backpack, she turned over the flashlight, fine steel dagger, compass, Swiss army knife, lighter, anti-virus mask and other items inside. She couldn't help showing a strange look on her face. Thinking of Nie Pan's understanding of the ancient tomb, she couldn't help poking and asking, "You, you are not going to Ningxia to steal tombs. Right? Wow, I won't be lucky to meet the grave robbers. I, I want to have an exclusive interview with you. Don't refuse..."

"Damn it, I'm dizzy. I'm convinced of you. I'm so rich in thinking!"

Nie Pan muttered, shook his head and said with a wry smile, "Actually, I'm an archaeologist..."

"Nonsense, or you're lying. You didn't bring an archaeological instrument at all. Do archaeologists use daggers for archaeology?"

Song Xiyan mercilessly exposed Nie Pan's lie, "You are not straightforward. They have handed you the truth, but you are still here to play tricks with others. It's really disappointing... I ignore you, hum..."

Song Meimei said and showed that kind of pitiful and sad expression. This move was too lethal to Nie Pan. She immediately raised her hand and surrendered, "Forget it, I lost to you. Since you want to listen, I'll tell you..."

"Hee hee... It seems that this trick really works, and I will use it often in the future." Song Xiyan smiled and danced happily like a child.

Nie Pan shook his head and said with a wry smile, "I can't help it. You look a little confused on the surface. In fact, you are a ghost horse elf. If anyone dares to underestimate you, some of you will suffer..."

Song Xiyan didn't say anything. She just held her hands on her cheeks and smiled "sneer". A pair of clear eyes, black and white eyes stared at Nie Pan opposite, looking like a super nymphomaniac.

"But, the purpose of my trip needs to be kept secret. You will be the second person in the world to know the secret of my trip. I hope no third person will know my purpose again. Can you agree?" Nie Pan said and looked at Song Xiyan and asked solemnly.

Song Xiyan nodded without hesitation: "You trust others so much. How can I betray you? Look, I don't look like the kind of person who betrays friends... I swear I will never let a third person know. If a third person knows, it's also you who revealed it..."

Nie Pan sweated again and waved to Song Xiyan to signal her to sit next to him.

"What do you do?" Song Xiyan asked puzzledly.

"Tell you my secret. Do you want everyone in the carriage to know?" Nie Pan's solemn way.

"Oh, well, you are not allowed to eat my tofu..."

Song Xiyan pouted and got up and moved to Nie Pan's seat. She looked like a little woman. She couldn't be connected with the chivalrous woman who just kicked the "Flying Peng".

"Do you want to hear it?"

"I want to..."

"Then get closer!"

As soon as Nie Pan's voice fell, he raised his arm and suddenly hugged Song Xiyan's fragrant shoulder. Soft jade was in his arms. It was really fucking cool! Smelling the woman's body fragrance from Song Xiyan's body and the fragrance mixed with cosmetics, Nie Pan was a little fluttering...

"Uh-huh... What are you doing? He hasn't been hugged by a man yet. How dare you treat him like this..."

Song Xiyan made a pitiful and shy voice like a little woman. That innocent expression is definitely not what a liar can pretend to be.

Uh, no way, it's 22 years old. Haven't been hugged by a man yet? Naturally, I haven't been kissed by a man, and I haven't been kissed by a man... Wow, God, who the hell are you two kidding me?

Looking at the strange expression on Nie Pan's face, Song Xiyan pouted, and one hand suddenly pinched Nie Pan's ear and pouted, "Huh, bad man, don't you believe it?"

Nie Pan put his hands together and begged, "xin, I believe, aunt let go, I'm starting to tell you stories..."

The train was flying, and curiosity made Song Xiyan lean in Nie Pan's arms like a kitten, and her ears almost pressed against Nie Pan's mouth. Listening to Nie Pan tell the story of him, he went to Ningxia this time to reveal the truth about his father's death...