Chapter 570: Revival
Li Yong opened his perspective eyes and looked down through the table, only to see Wei Fangxia bent her two smooth breasts one after the other under the chair she was sitting on, while Wang Yuan stretched her calf to the table middle. ┡『Text ΔWx-on:w%W. Ke Wai Shu . O R: G>m. The mobile phone saves the most traffic and has no advertisements.
Li Yong's foot was pressing on Wang Yuan's calf, Wang Yuan's pretty face blushed, and he lowered his head shyly, but he didn't take his leg back. Li Yong's face was a little embarrassed, and he hurriedly retracted his dishonest feet.
"That..." He was too embarrassed to explain, because instead of kicking once, he kicked lightly several times, rubbing and rubbing, and his toes were still bent and scratched.
This is obviously intentional, and it is also suspected of being provocative.
But he had to explain cheekily: "I was careless. It was really careless. Please don't be angry."
"Yeah." Wang Yuan responded lightly, then buried himself in his meal with a blushing face.
Wei Fangxia glared over, her fierce eyes clearly scolding: "Bastard, what did you do to the nanny?"
But in terms of performance, Wei Fangxia suppressed her anger and asked lightly, "What's the matter?"
Li Yong smiled awkwardly, and it was hard to explain in front of Wang Yuan, so he had to eat big.
But Wang Yuan was very considerate and explained to Li Yong: "Young master, you accidentally kicked me."
"It's not honest to eat." Wei Fangxia said in a lecture tone, and gave Li Yong a blank look.
However, her self-righteous tone surprised Wang Yuan.
Wang Yuan knew very well that usually only Han Lu and Han Fei dared to speak to Li Yong in this tone. Normally, Wei Fangxia always kept a low profile and never showed her beauty. What's the matter today?
Wei Fangxia also realized something. The superficial relationship between her and Li Yong must not be taught.
It didn't matter to Li Yong, he was used to being scolded by Wei Fangxia, so if he taught him a lesson, it would not hurt or itch, just like a breeze blowing by.
Only Li Yong smiled cheerfully, but at the dining table, there was silence all of a sudden, and the atmosphere was a bit dignified.
Wei Fangxia was the first to put down her chopsticks, got up and walked out of the kitchen.
As soon as Wei Fangxia left, Wang Yuan looked up,
He said softly, "Uncle, I'm not angry."
Li Yong was embarrassed again. What did he mean by deliberately avoiding others and saying that she was not angry?
Li Yong thought for a while, and broke out in a cold sweat. He hurriedly put down his chopsticks, forced a smile, stood up, and wanted to go out of the kitchen. However, just after he left the dining table, Wang Yuan said anxiously, "I'm really not angry."
This made Li Yong walk faster, and in a hurry, he couldn't even laugh, not even an 'um'.
From Wang Yuan's point of view, Li Yong seemed to be getting more and more angry. It's okay to be kicked a few times by Li Yong, she doesn't want to make Li Yong angry! She wished she could grab Li Yong and explain it properly.
However, seeing Li Yong walk away quickly, as if he was about to attend to some important event, she felt very helpless.
In Li Yong's eyes, although Wang Yuan is also very beautiful, he is neither fat nor thin, with a well-proportioned figure and is not very old, only thirty-two years old. Li Yongke never had any thoughts about her.
It is said that Wang Yuan is Han Dongtao's distant cousin, and Li Yong has to call him aunt in terms of seniority.
She has been here as a nanny for six years since her husband died in a car accident.
When he came to the living room, Li Yong saw that Wei Fangxia was not there. He opened his perspective eyes and saw that he had returned to the room, sitting cross-legged on the big bed in the most comfortable position, ready to practice.
Seeing that Wei Fangxia is so diligent, Li Yong also feels that time should not be wasted. There must be a pursuit in life! His pursuit is to cultivate stronger, comprehend the art of resurrection, and become the world's number one genius doctor and number one expert.
He hurried back upstairs, lay down on the bed, and began to practice.
The fight with Hu Chai consumed all his strength, and if it wasn't for the wonderful use of spiritual power, he would have been unable to sustain it. As soon as he entered the state of cultivation, Li Yong devoted himself wholeheartedly in an instant, forgetting everything.
He found that there were only thirteen hundred strands of spiritual power left in his body.
Before he knew it, the 10,000 wisps of spiritual power had already been consumed and were about to bottom out.
How can it be consumed so quickly?
He thought about it carefully, and was surprised to find that when he was fighting desperately, when he was in extreme danger, when his life was in danger. It seems that spiritual power can be consumed automatically to improve his strength.
No wonder he tried his best to fight Hu Chai for so long without falling down.
It turned out that it was all due to spiritual power.
Li Yong was ecstatic.
He decided not to do anything tomorrow, but to collect spiritual energy first. Only when there is enough spiritual power in the spiritual power vortex, can he have the confidence and confidence to face all dangers and difficulties in the future.
As his cultivation progressed, he gradually discovered again. The speed of his cultivation seems to have increased, and both his physical and mental strength have recovered very quickly, much faster than before.
It's a good thing, after a desperate fight, more potential in his body seems to be stimulated.
The so-called surviving a catastrophe must have future blessings. His future blessings are that it is easier to practice, and he has a deeper understanding of the resurrection formula. It turns out that the genius doctor in the past, after each experience of life and death, his medical skills and strength will improve by leaps and bounds, and it is not groundless. Li Yong couldn't feel it at the time, but when he practiced afterwards, this feeling became very clear.
This made him realize more and more that his awakened and unawakened memories are priceless treasures.
While he was thinking about this, he felt his body being gently pushed, and then he regained his sanity, and saw that Han Lu had already taken a shower, was putting on her thin pajamas, and was sitting beside him, Kick him.
"We agreed to wait for me on the bed, so you'll wait in your dream?" Han Lu smiled charmingly, full of flair.
Li Yong's gaze, from her loose hair, swept down to her bright smiling face and ruddy lips, saw her fair neck and sexy collarbone, and finally stopped on her hot breasts.
The black thin skirt made the two lively jade rabbits looming inside, making it extremely alluring.
I have played with it several times and eaten it several times, but looking at it now, I am still as impulsive as the first time.
"Wife."
The flame in Li Yong's heart was instantly ignited, like a volcanic eruption, his arm was like a tongue of magma erupting, he suddenly lifted it up, and grabbed it accurately and quickly.
The old driver's strength is definitely not covered, no matter how Ren Hanlu dodges, she still can't escape his palm.
"Go." Han Lu pushed Li Yong's big hand away with a smile, "I have good news for you."
"What's the good news?" Li Yong asked casually, while looking under the alluring breasts, and then below, the most alluring one, and finally saw Han Lu's slender white and tender thighs.
The hem of the short black skirt only reached the base of the snow-white thighs, one black and one white, the contrast was extremely obvious, yet they complemented each other perfectly.
The skirt is exquisite and decent, and the thighs are sexy and attractive.
Li Yong hugged him and kissed the root of his thigh.
The entrance is icy cold, with wet steam, more Han Lu's body fragrance and the smell not far away.
Han Lu was itchy and in pain, she had to swallow the words that just came to her mouth, she couldn't help giggling coquettishly, raised her hand blushing, and pushed Li Yong's head: "No, scoundrel, You got my beard on me."
Li Yong rolled over and easily pushed Han Lu under him. Covering her body with both hands, he rubbed her body unscrupulously, and said with a smile: "Is he still a man without a beard? A beard is one of the most obvious differences between a man and a woman. Besides beards, there are here and here, here ..."
Han Lu's legs were close together, and she tightly clamped Li Yong's messy big hand. She was about to speak, but Li Yong kissed her tender red lips again. The current Li Yong has already practiced his kissing skills thoroughly. He is neither serious nor heavy, neither hasty nor slow, and holds Han Lu's lips without arrogance or impetuosity. His tongue is gentle and probing, but without losing the dominance of a man.
He can suppress Han Lu very well, guiding Han Lu to follow his rhythm, communicating lightly or heavily, deep or shallow. Gradually, Han Lu's emotions were teased, and she no longer passively enjoyed, but started to take the initiative.
She began to find the most comfortable position, sucking more juice, like drinking the most delicious juice.
She forgot what she was going to say, and threw herself into the passion of the two of them.
No matter what it is, as long as you are serious, you can quickly indulge in it. Especially for things like this in bed, generally healthy people will indulge faster, deeper, and more self-forgetful.
"One, two, three, come on."
Li Yong cheered himself up, the engine was already roaring, and he was afraid that it would stop within ten minutes. The ten minutes with Wei Fangxia seemed to be a shadow over his head, no matter what, he couldn't lose face with his wife.
"Come on!" Han Lu laughed and cursed, she thought Li Yong was too funny. In the past, Li Yong, who only knew how to work hard, can still communicate in words, but what do you mean by shouting "Come on?"
You've put so much effort into it, but you can't do it any more.
"I want you to conceive a child, whether it's a boy or a girl." Li Yong thought for a while and said seriously.
"Hmph, I don't want to have a baby so early." Han Lu rolled her bright eyes.
"When I'm pregnant, we'll have it." Li Yong grinned and then increased his strength.
Han Lu's eyes blurred immediately, but she still said, "No."
"I don't believe it. I've worked so hard, but you still can't get pregnant." Li Yong didn't believe in evil, and continued to work hard.
Even Han Fei was pregnant, but he didn't believe that Han Lu couldn't get pregnant. He has already examined the bodies of Han Lu and Han Fei. The two women are equally healthy, without any problems. He is sure that Han Lu will never have any problems with fertility.
Seeing that ten minutes passed, Li Yong's confidence doubled, and he became more and more courageous as he fought, posing in a coquettish pose with high spirits.
When he was with Wei Fangxia, he handed over his gun and surrendered within ten minutes, which made him very uncomfortable. He thought something was wrong down below, but now it seems that he is tired.
It was caused by the emptiness in the body after working hard with Hu Chai.
There is nothing wrong with my own thing.
After the training just now, he regained some strength, and his fighting spirit was high and he regained his glory.
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