Chapter 14 Good brother, touch the legs of
cute girls. They are fragrant and soft.
As a person who has experienced it personally, An Zhen is very qualified to say this.
Xiao Yutong's ice cream is soft and soft, and it is more comfortable to press than the softest cloth. In the past, Huo Yutong had made more efforts than others because of his low qualifications. He often exercised and his foot muscles were quite elastic.
It was a complete enjoyment to be rubbed and massaged.
As for Wang Donger.
The beautiful girl is a standard beautiful girl.
Every arc is a manifestation of youth and beauty mixed together. The two ice creams are like exquisite works of art. I am afraid of dropping them when I hold them in my palms, and I am afraid of melting them when I hold them in my mouth.
"Brother An Zhen, do you know why Yutong came to school in men's clothes?" The little cutie lying in An Zhen's arms changed his name for him according to An Zhen's request. His cute cheeks were flushed, and the soles of his feet in white socks were tickled after changing into another outfit.
"Generally speaking, there are three kinds of such situations. First, the curiosity of the young lady. Second, because the male identity is more suitable for doing certain things. Third, in order to avoid some people, they disguise themselves. In addition to changing their own species, changing their gender is naturally the best disguise."
"Yeah."
The girl raised her little head, and the attachment in her eyes almost overflowed.
She wanted to tell him her secret.
"In fact, my enemy..."
It was similar to what An Zhen remembered.
The vicious woman, the White Tiger Duchess.
Fearing that she would be discovered, the cautious loli has been disguising herself as a man since she left the Duke's Mansion.
"Cry if you want to. Xiao Yutong still has me. I am Xiao Yutong's family."
"Brother An Zhen..."
After holding the little girl and comforting her for a while, Huo Yutong waited for her emotions to stabilize.
"Didn't Xiao Yutong tell Beibei and the others?"
"No." The loli shook her head gently. What she said at the time was that she had something to hide.
"Is that so?"
His mind changed, and the white socks on his feet disappeared. A pair of white pantyhose that was transparent in white wrapped around Huo Yutong's two slender calves. A finger followed a graceful arc from the heel to the slender calf.
"It's good to be careful with disguise, but it's still very safe in Shrek Academy."
If it were according to the plot in the original book.
Dai Huabin and his son originally regarded them as ants, constantly bullying them when they were around, and building their own happiness on their pain. When the ants escaped, they would not look for them, because she didn't care about Huo Yutong. In the original book, even if Huo Yuhao crushed Dai Huabin, he didn't recognize that the person who stepped on his head was the ant he crushed in the past.
And when Dai Huabin, the angry idiot, wanted to kill Huo Yuhao, the killers did it outside the school.
"Okay, let's start practicing today."
"Yeah."
Huo Yutong was very curious. Wang Dong said that Xuanshui Dan can improve the innate level one soul power. So, has her current practice speed become faster?
An Zhen's fingers were reluctant to leave the fragrant and soft skin.
After all, there are guests, so they have to be entertained well.
The boy and girl sat cross-legged on the bed and began to meditate.
The next moment, an invisible barrier enveloped the two of them. A figure appeared next to Wang Dong'er, who was like a sleeping beauty.
The figure was naturally An Zhen.
And the one who practiced with Huo Yutong was also An Zhen.
It was like a clone.
But there was only one consciousness.
An Zhen was able to use rubbings to replicate multiple Ma Xiaotao, so naturally he could also replicate multiple himself.
And this clone had only one task, to practice.
Then use the first soul skill to reflect later, and reflect the cultivation of this body to the original body.
How could practice be so inconvenient.
The long eyelashes fluttered, and a lively look appeared on the originally calm and gentle cheeks. A pair of dreamy eyes slowly opened, and the beautiful girl looked confused.
"Is this... An Zhen's dormitory?"
Seeing the same scene as the one she saw this morning, the girl was stunned for a moment, and then she jumped up excitedly.
How could she be here?
Originally, she saw Huo Yutong start to meditate, and she also started to practice.
But now...
the girl's beautiful eyes saw the person next to her.
"An Zhen!"
"Ah!"
The two white silk feet subconsciously stepped back, and accidentally fell, and the hips wrapped in the dress fell directly on the bed. Wang Dong then noticed that the clothes he was wearing were different from the original ones. This was a shoulder-baring dress, and he had a pair of knee-length white silk stockings on his feet.
"What's going on?"
The slender fingers gently stroked his cheek, and Wang Dong realized that the disguise on his face was gone, and why he still had a head of soft long hair.
"You can think of this as a dream, a dream dominated by me."
The boy sitting on the bed slowly spoke.
"It's you who did this!" "I thought the young lady had guessed it herself."
"What do you want to do?" The girl shrank into the corner with a vigilant look on her face.
"You."
Wang Dong:?
After a while, a seductive blush climbed up the girl's cheek from the snow-white neck.
"An Zhen, I misjudged you!"
The girl pointed her white finger at An Zhen and accused loudly:
"Are you worthy of Yu Tong like this!"
"You scumbag!"
"Hey, hey, hey, don't talk nonsense." An Zhen looked at the angry girl with some helplessness. If she wanted to say sorry, she should apologize to Meng Hongchen first.
"Then tell me, why am I here, where did my clothes come from."
With her hands on her chest, the dreamy eyes were filled with mist, and a sour taste surged in her heart.
It's a pity that she felt sorry for him before and wanted to compensate him. Now it seems that this guy has had intentions for her for a long time and even changed her clothes. Woo woo woo, her innocence is gone.
"Is there a possibility that the body you are in now is not your body?"
"Huh?!"
The silent crying stopped, and the dreamy eyes looked at An Zhen with a bit of dullness.
"Snap!"
An Zhen snapped her fingers, and a beautiful figure appeared beside Wang Dong, with pink and blue hair and eyes, and it was her, and she was wearing short hair and men's clothes.
"To be precise, everything here, except your own will, all other people and things belong to me, and I created them."
"Snap!"
Another snap of fingers.
In the surprised gaze of those pink and blue eyes, her dress turned into a white short-sleeved shirt and white shorts, revealing her white and strong thighs, white socks and small feet stepping on a pair of sneakers, the youthful girl is full of vitality.
"Your clothes are changed like this, as for why you appear here, it should be because you are very special."
For example, Huo Yutong, the daughter of luck.
As the daughter of the God King, to be precise, she should be half of Tang Wutong, and Wang Dong'er is undoubtedly special.
In other words, those who are good for this world are "swallowed" by the virtual world that has begun to gradually unlock the corresponding authority.
"Of course I am special!"
The girl in sportswear raised her head proudly, not even the crying look she had just shown.
"So, you mean that I am only here in consciousness, and my body is still on the bed in the dormitory?"
"Yes, so I said this is a dream world." An Zhen nodded gently. Unless it is reflected, everything that happens here is as illusory as the moon in the water and the flowers in the mirror, except for the memory.
"Will it affect reality?" Wang Dong'er asked.
"If I use my first soul skill, I can selectively turn this into reality, otherwise it won't affect it."
"So that's how you defeated that big turtle at that time?"
"Yes."
The beautiful girl came forward with a curious look.
"Miss Wang, please keep a proper distance, you have to be worthy of your friend."
An Zhen silently took a step back.
"Of course I am worthy of Yutong!" said the girl with rosy cheeks, "But why do I feel that this body is exactly the same as mine?"
"It's a one-to-one replica, even the internal organs are the same."
"Then you still say you didn't act like a hooligan." This is different from seeing her naked. Her slender and powerful legs stomped hard on the bed under her feet, as if she was stepping on someone else.
"No."
Wang Dong'er shook her little head, and her dreamy hair swayed gently.
"Put me back to reality, and then let me beat you up. For Yutong's sake, I will definitely leave you a breath."
I just cried, and now Wang Dong'er feels that she can't cry anymore. Obviously, because of his previous behavior, I still have some good feelings for him and feel that this person is not bad. As a result, now, although it is not her body, it is exactly the same as hers, and this guy treats her like a puppet.
An Zhen did not answer, but looked at Wang Dong who had no will on the side.
"Practice meditation."
The short-haired girl sat cross-legged on the bed, and her soul power flowed.
"Practice in this world, and when I get out, I can use my first soul skill to project my cultivation to the person corresponding to the projection." Holding his cheeks with both hands, the boy smiled at the surprised Wang Dong'er, "Okay, let me send Miss Wang out now, I will go to apologize later."
"Wait a minute."
The slender white legs stepped forward, and the big pink and blue eyes looked at the boy expectantly, "An Zhen, I have always regarded you as a good friend."
Grasp.
What does Wang Dong'er like?
Like to play.
Twin martial souls, the resources of the Haotian Sect, if you work hard to practice, it is impossible to be only the second ring at this age. Dai Huabin and Ning Tianke are both three rings. Wang Dong's qualifications and the treasures he enjoys are all above them. But this child doesn't like to practice. The treasure of whale glue that improves physical fitness can only be regarded as unpalatable in her mouth.
"So, my good friend, can you let me touch your thigh?"
The black eyes cast their gaze on the delicate white skin. For some reason, a sentence "good brother, touch your leg" suddenly came to my mind.