One Thousand Seven Hundred and Sixty-Five The Cure Method Destined to Ripple! …

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The Scarlet Devil Mansion, the Great Underground Library…

At the end of the library, there are several doors hidden around the bookshelves and piles of books, which can only allow one person to pass through.

Behind these doors, some are rooms for people to live in, and some are warehouses for storing sundries, and there are only two rooms for people to live in.

Needless to say, one of these two rooms belonged to Paqiuli and the other belonged to the little devil.

However, at this time, the little devil was not in the room, but packed up the messy books in the stack of books not far from the room, sorted them, and put them back on the bookshelf in front of him.

However, from the fact that the little devil kept his eyes on one of the two rooms that could be used for living, and the expression in his eyes was full of resentment, we could know that the little devil's mind was not on those books at all.

The room the little devil has been looking at is not his own room, but Paqiuli's room!

Just now, Pat Qiuli entered that room.

And, not alone.

Of course, the little devil didn't know that Pa Qiuli didn't want to bring anyone in, let alone bring one in.

Because being alone is too dangerous.

And this idea was also confirmed in the first words of this person after Pat Qiuli brought this person into her room.

"Take off your clothes!"

Patchouli almost couldn't believe her ears. Fixed on the spot.

I thought that Pa Qiuli didn't understand her silent decision, so she kindly reminded her again.

"Take off your clothes!"

"How is that possible!" After realizing that Wu Yan was not joking, Pa Qiuli not only did not do as she did, but also put her hands around her in front of her, and shouted with a red face.

"Aren't you going to help me with my asthma? I never knew that treating asthma requires undressing!"

"In the usual way,

How is it possible to cure your asthma so quickly? ..." Wu Yan ignored Pa Qiuli's panic and waved his hands casually.

"If it was so easy to cure, you wouldn't have this disease, and it hasn't healed for a hundred years!"

"Is there any way, I'm a genetic disease. It's not acquired..." Pa Qiuli's tone began to take on a bit of resignation. And cast a suspicious look at Wu Yan.

"So far, I haven't been able to find a cure. Can you really cure my disease?"

"Since I have said it all, naturally there is a way. You just need to do as I say!" Wu Yan spread his hands.

"So. Just do as you obediently. Take off my clothes!"

As he spoke, Wuyan also began to approach Pa Qiuli, causing Pa Qiuli to have a look of anger and anxiety on her face. As if about to cry.

"No... Anyway, this is too embarrassing, isn't it?..." As Wu Yan approached, Pa Qiuli couldn't help but back away, her hands still clasped in front of her, like a weak woman who was about to be violated ,delicate and charming.

"My disease is a genetic disease, and it is difficult to cure, but it only occurs every once in a while. Now that it's fine, it doesn't matter if I don't treat it..."

"How could anyone leave their disease on their body and die?" Seeing Pa Qiuli's continuous retreat, her face flushed with blush, Wu Yan felt that she had become evil too, and touched her nose, suddenly jumped over.

"Since you don't plan to do it, then I have to force it!"

"Yeah!" Seeing Wuyan rushing towards her with an evil expression, Paqiuli screamed, just about to turn around and run away, but in terms of physical fitness, where is Paqiuli, a pure magician? Is it a silent opponent? …

So, with almost no chance to turn around, Paqiuli was held in a full embrace.

Feeling the heavy masculine breath coming towards her, Pa Qiuli finally panicked, raised her pink fist, and slapped her silent chest regardless of her image.

"You...you don't let me go! I'm calling!"

"Although I don't want to say anything, even if you scream, no one will hear it, but you can call it if you want. Anyway, I have set up a barrier, and no one can hear the sound in this room..." Listening to all this The lines that the girl would say when she was violated, she smiled without any good intentions.

"So, no matter what I do to you, no one will come to save you..."

"You...you..." Paqiuli struggled.

"If you don't let me go, I'll do it!"

"You can rest assured!" Wu Yan ignored Pa Qiuli's too weak struggle and smiled.

"Because, you are not my opponent!"

After speaking, Wu Yan, in Paqiuli's terrified expression, put his hand on the edge of Paqiuli's clothes...

"No!"

The next second, in the room of only two people, the same screams that only two people can hear resounded, echoing endlessly...

...

In the room where clothes were scattered all over the floor, Wu Yan stood in the middle, watching the scene in front of him that could be called a stunning scene, unable to utter a word for a long time.

"Wuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu" Paqiuli shrank her whole body into a ball with a whimper like crying Useless.

No matter how Pat Qiuli covers, her plump and slender body can't be blocked by a single pair of hands. This kind of action is just comforting herself and the only one who can appreciate this beautiful scenery. It's just a pleasing feeling.

Looking at Pa Qiuli's naked body, Wu Yan's heart was filled with astonishment, and he could only find one word to describe it.

nice!

If I had to find another word to describe it, then there was only one.

Snow white!

This term is often used to describe a girl's beautiful complexion, but it is an exaggerated modifier after all. I don't think anyone's skin is as pure as snow.

Because, if it's really white to that point, it loses its skin color, doesn't it? …

But the girl in front of her told Wu Yan with facts. In this world, there are really people whose skin color can be described as 'snow white'.

There is no way, because of the long-term weakness and never going out, Pa Qiuli's skin is really white and dizzy, but it is definitely not the kind of pale and pale that makes people uncomfortable, but like jade. Bright white, smooth and flawless.

Especially Pa Qiuli's delicate thighs, her skin is snow-white and tender and almost transparent, and her beautiful legs are graceful and slender, and they are connected with the soft waist, which undulates to a certain degree, which outlines a moving curve that makes people angry.

What was even more unbearable was the plump, delicate, firm roundness on Pat Qiuli's chest.

It is a dazzling snow-white, smooth and jade-like, and the scale is perfect. It is absolutely impossible to hold it with one hand, and it may even be half full, so that people can't turn their eyes away.

Now, this plump pair is being guarded by Pa Qiuli, who is about to cry, but they can still see the dazzling soft flesh around them, and they are tightly attracted to the silent gaze. There is no way to move away.

Under Wu Yan's substantive gaze, Pat Qiuli shrank her body and whimpered in anger.

"Don't...don't look..."

Seeing that Paqiuli was likely to shed tears at any time, she looked very cowardly, she couldn't help but soften her heart. She sat on the edge of the bed and touched Paqiuli's long, smooth, straight purple hair.

"Don't worry, you look so beautiful..."

Hearing this, Pa Qiuli raised her eyes and met Wu Yan. The pair who had been suppressing the irritability in their hearts just now appeared a little depressed, but at this moment they were full of soft eyes, and their hearts trembled involuntarily, their pretty faces. Also more ruddy, so that Pa Qiuli could not help but raise such an idea.

Let him see, it seems, it is not so terrible...

Realizing that she had such thoughts, Pa Qiuli couldn't help but startled, she closed her eyes quickly, and cried out with a red face.

"Since you want to heal, hurry up!"

Hearing Pa Qiuli's words, Wu Yan remembered that he came here to cure Pa Qiuli's asthma. Even if he wanted to do something he liked, he had to cure Pa Qiuli's asthma first.

At the moment, Wu Yan took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and slowly stroked Pa Qiuli's extremely soft body with his hand.

For a moment, Pa Qiuli's delicate body bounced violently, but Wu Yan had no intention to observe Pa Qiuli's expression, and his consciousness was immersed in his body, awakening a consciousness that was sleeping in his body.

"Xia Yin, can you be cured?"

It didn't take long for Xia Yin's quiet voice to enter Wu Yan's mind.

"It's a bit difficult because it's an illness, not an injury, but it should be fine!"

"Okay!" Wu Yan nodded heavily.

"Then let's get started!"

The next moment, a soft white light flashed in the room... (To be continued..)