022 I can stay with you for a hundred years

Soon Pan Jingyun faced Zheng Yun's buttocks again. His hand pressed on the second acupuncture point above Zheng Yun's buttocks, then the ring jumping acupuncture point on his buttocks, then the long strong acupuncture point on the tail vertebrae, and then the **/ acupuncture point below... Originally, Pan Jingyun did not intend to massage her the last two acupuncture points, but he was conscious at this time. It's a little chaotic.

Under the hot spiritual stimulation of Pan Jingyun's hand, Zheng Yun's body rose up like an electric shock and began to twist violently, which made Pan Jingyun's hand unable to locate correctly at all, touching some places from time to time...

After the back massage, Pan Jingyun no longer asked Zheng Yun's opinion. He directly turned her over and began to give her a frontal massage. Pan Jingyun stepped on Zheng Yun's waist and stretched his hands to her shoulder collarbone, while his eyes looked hotly at Zheng Yun's violently undulating chest.

Zheng Yun's face was red, and his eyes seemed to look at Pan Jingyun with tenderness, with a trace of desire in his eyes. Pan Jingyun stimulated his spiritual power, kneaded and pressed Zheng Yun's shoulder, and then slowly slid down to the slippery and soft chest. The massage was completely chaotic here. Both of them were a little out of control, and even the most obvious acupuncture point Pan Jingyun could not be accurately located. I don't know how long later, the two of them had become lying on their sides, holding each other tightly, but their lips were close together. Pan Jingyun put one hand around Zheng Yun's neck, while the other hand reached to her chest.

Zheng Yun bent his slender right leg, and his delicate little feet stepped on Pan Jingyun's lower abdomen. His naughty big toe hooked Pan Jingyun's waist, and then slowly pulled it down, pulling Pan Jingyun's big trousers all the way to his calf. Zheng Yun broke free from Pan Jingyun's lips and looked at Pan Jingyun's eyes fieryly. He opened his teeth gently, and an extremely seductive voice came out:

"Do you want to eat snacks now?"

Pan Jingyun's only hesitation finally collapsed. The idea of not entangling with mortals had long been forgotten. He did not say anything, but expressed his attitude with his actions. Pan Jingyun held Zheng Yun with both hands and just gently sent it up. His head had reached Zheng Yun's chest, which was incomparable. Softly pressed against his face, Pan Jingyun opened his mouth...

Zheng Yun frowned slightly, but hummed in her mouth. Her hands hugged Pan Jingyun's head tightly. Pan Jingyun's lower reaction became stronger, but it was tightly clamped by Zheng Yun's soft skin.

Pan Jingyun finally broke out. He turned over and pressed Zheng Yun under his body and looked up at Zheng Yun.

"Do you really want to?" Pan Jingyun felt that he was very hypocritical. When he got to this, he even asked such words.

Zheng Yun's cheeks were red, nodded without hesitation, and then took the initiative to wrap around Pan Jingyun's waist. Pan Jingyun no longer had any scruples, and his body gently moved forward. Zheng Yun suddenly frowned and seemed to be in great pain. As Pan Jingyun continued, he didn't expect Zheng Yun to let out a scream, and Pan Jingyun immediately stopped. Come on.

"What's the matter?" Pan Jingyun asked worriedly.

"It hurts so much, as if I'm going to tear my body apart by you."

Pan Jingyun was a little disappointed, but he couldn't hurt Zheng Yun for his momentary pleasure.

"Then let's not do it. I'm a monk. There may be physical differences between us, so don't force it." Although Pan Jingyun said this, he was a little puzzled in his heart. It is said that people are the same. There will not be much difference. How can the model be wrong with Zheng Yun?

"Well, I want to give myself completely to you, but unfortunately I can't do it." Zheng Yun's face was a little sad and disappointed. She wanted to satisfy Pan Jingyun, but it was too painful.

"It doesn't matter. I don't care. I just know your heart."

"Will you feel uncomfortable?"

"It's okay. I can stand it."

Pan Jingyun just finished speaking, but Zheng Yun's body slowly slid down...

When it was getting dark, the plane finally arrived at Shayang City. Shayang City is a remote city. There are endless deserts in the north of the city, and the end of the desert is the edge of the death wilderness.

After saying goodbye to Xiao Liu, Pan Jingyun took Zheng Yun's huge and bulging travel bag in his hand. There was compressed food, drinking water and other things specially prepared by Zheng Yun in the travel bag. Zheng Yun was still very well prepared for this expedition. All aspects were taken into account, and at this time, her neck There is also a high-performance camera on it.

Pan Jingyun took Zheng Yun's hand and came to a remote and uninhabited place. He first put Zheng Yun's travel bag into his bracelet, and then sacrificed the flying sword. After injecting spiritual power, Pan Jingyun hugged Zheng Yun's slender waist, jumped on the flying sword, and flew to the desert. Because the flying sword was too fast, Pan Jingyun was burdened. Zheng Yun couldn't stand it, and he also released the protective mask.

Zheng Yun held Pan Jingyun's waist and looked at the white clouds that kept retreating under her feet and the endless desert below. Her heart was extremely curious and fresh.

"Where did you get my bag?" Zheng Yun asked curiously.

Pan Jingyun stretched out the bracelet tattoo in front of Zheng Yun and said, "I put it in the bracelet."

"It's strange that this small bracelet can put down such a big bag." Zheng Yun's eyes widened, and his face was incredible.

"What's this? I can put you in. It's our monk's thing. You won't understand."

Pan Jingyun hugged Zheng Yun and explained lightly.

Zheng Yun didn't say anything. She grabbed Pan Jingyun's hand and carefully looked at his bracelet tattoo.

"Brother, if only I could become a monk, I could be by your side." Zheng Yun put his face on Pan Jingyun's chest and said.

Pan Jingyun didn't say anything. It is almost impossible to become a monk here without aura and a monk. Even people with spiritual roots are quite rare.

"Why don't I take you back to us to test whether you have a chance to become a monk. Although it's very slim, even if you don't have a chance, I can stay with you for a hundred years." After a long time, Pan Jingyun said again.

"Forget it, I've been very satisfied with you for such a period of time. I can't help you when I go to your place. I'll still stay here, follow my grandfather as an example, and be as a person as my grandfather or even stronger in the future." Zheng Yun said without hesitation.

Pan Jingyun was silent again. This little girl is really mature. Maybe as the mysterious old man and Huan Xiaoying said, she will really have some earth-shaking achievements in the future.