Although Qin Lang's idea was somewhat absurd, it wasn't without reason. At least, Qin Lang felt that this method was feasible.
Therefore, Qin Lang closed his eyes, and an image of mountains and rivers appeared in his mind. He made his heart as still as water, so that his little nipple would be obedient, and Ren Meili, this witch, would naturally have no chance to take advantage of it.
Ren Meili saw that Qin Lang had closed his eyes, and she couldn't help but laugh, "What, are you going to give up resisting?"
"Little witch, don't be too proud. You might have forgotten one thing, even if it's something like plucking, as long as I don't cooperate, you can forget about succeeding! "Qin Lang snorted.
Ren Meili immediately understood what Qin Lang was thinking, and she chuckled, "You want to resist me, do you think that's possible? You probably don't know the power of the Devil Sect's cultivation technique. Alright, this lady will show you the power of the Devil Sect's charm technique. Even if you close your eyes, it's useless! Watch this great aunt's Soul Vanquishing Hand! "
Ren Meili's fingers landed on Qin Lang's chest, and she gently massaged it. When her fingertips brushed across Qin Lang's chest, Qin Lang felt his heartbeat inexplicably quicken. Under her fingertips, there seemed to be a flame that began to ignite, and as her fingertips moved, it began to spread.
It seemed that this little witch, Ren Meili, wasn't talking nonsense. Her Soul Vanquishing Hand was really powerful, but it was just a small demonstration. Qin Lang's heartbeat began to quicken, and the rhythm of his breathing changed.
Ren Meili felt the change in Qin Lang, and she snorted with some satisfaction, "Child, you've fallen into my hands today, so you can only be manipulated by me!"
"Not good!" Qin Lang felt that his private parts were already showing signs of raising their heads. He cursed himself for having poor willpower, and then desperately imagined that this Ren Meili in front of him was an existence like "Sister Feng" or "Sister Furong".
Sure enough, this trick was really effective. The little bird that had just raised its head quickly quieted down.
Ren Meili was also paying attention to Qin Lang's reaction. At this time, she took out a silk handkerchief as if she was performing a magic trick. Then, she poured some kind of oily liquid on the silk handkerchief. Then, she held the silk handkerchief and rubbed it on Qin Lang's body.
"Essential oil massage?" Qin Lang fantasized about how Sister Feng would ward off evil spirits for him as he teased Ren Meili. "You're pretty good at massaging. I'll give you a tip later. However, don't even think about plucking me. "
"Really? Young Master Qin, you have great self-control! "Ren Meili snorted and continued to" massage "Qin Lang.
At first, Qin Lang enjoyed it, but he soon felt that something was wrong.
Ren Meili's silk handkerchief and massage technique made Qin Lang's body more and more sensitive. Well, how should he put it? It was as if Ren Meili had used some kind of magic to make every pore on Qin Lang's body abnormally sensitive. Yes, every pore seemed to have been opened. Every inch of skin became extremely sensitive, and it was getting more and more sensitive. Qin Lang knew that this not only had to do with her technique, but also had something to do with the "oil" she used. This thing was probably not some kind of lubricant, but a kind of drug that could stimulate one's emotions!
Every movement of Ren Meili's fingers caused Qin Lang's skin to slightly tremble. His body had an urge to moan. Soul Vanishing Hand. Qin Lang finally understood the horror of this demonic technique. It seemed that if Qin Lang learned this technique, no chaste woman would be able to resist the teasing of this technique and would definitely become a prostitute. However, at this moment, Qin Lang was about to lose his mind and become a pervert. Ren Meili's fingers were simply too terrifying. Almost all of the most sensitive nerves in Qin Lang's body were activated.
And a certain part of Qin Lang's body completely refused to listen to Qin Lang's commands. It directly became incomparably ferocious, as if it was going to burst the bath towel.
Even if Qin Lang desperately thought of Sister Feng and Sister Furong, it was useless. Looking at the current situation, even if it was Sister Feng sitting on top, his little nipple seemed to be willing to donate its essence.
"Hmph! I thought your control was very strong. I didn't expect it to be so weak! "Ren Meili snorted." However, I'm not in a hurry to pluck you. I'd like to see just how strong your willpower is. Child, I'll make you lie under me and sing 'Conquer'. "
"In … your dreams!" Qin Lang's words were supposed to be filled with anger, but when he said them, there was no anger. Instead, there was only a commotion.
"Whether it's a dream or not, we'll know in a moment." Ren Meili continued her technique. Qin Lang's ears, neck, chest, stomach, arms … were all touched by her Soul Vanishing Hand. Moreover, wherever her fingers passed, Qin Lang felt that his body was completely conquered by her. His body had already betrayed him. Under her fingertips, it became abnormally sensitive, abnormally hot, abnormally impulsive …
Without a doubt, Ren Meili had completely "ignited" Qin Lang.
However, she wasn't in a hurry to pluck Qin Lang. Even though Qin Lang's body was already yearning to be plucked and conquered by her, she still didn't pluck Qin Lang. Instead, she continued to use her Soul Vanishing Hand.
Qin Lang's skin was already red and hot, just like burning charcoal. He felt that the fire of desire in his entire body had been ignited by this little temptress. If it wasn't for the fact that he was desperately clenching his teeth, Qin Lang would have already moaned. He might even have opened his mouth to beg this little temptress to pluck him. This was because the feeling of holding back was too uncomfortable.
"Young Master Qin, do you feel very uncomfortable? Do you want me to pluck you now? " Ren Meili snorted. "Aren't you the Thousand Killer? Your control should be very good. Why are you so weak? Open your mouth and beg me. If you beg me, I'll have the pleasure of plucking you! "
It was hard to imagine that these words actually came from the mouth of a fifteen or sixteen year old girl. However, as long as one remembered that she was the Devil Sect's temptress, it was normal.
"Pluck your head … Why don't you go to the back mountain to pluck mushrooms!" Qin Lang desperately used words to resist.
"Your mouth is very arrogant, but in front of me, you don't have the capital to be arrogant." Ren Meili snorted. Suddenly, she lightly pressed her palm on Qin Lang's lower abdomen.
Originally, her palm was a little warm, but this palm was very cold. He didn't know how she did it, but this cold palm made Qin Lang feel as if he was being tormented by ice and fire. Suddenly, he felt a strange spasm in his lower abdomen. Then, he felt his body have the urge to erupt like a volcano.
"No!" Qin Lang couldn't help but shout.
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