He has even explicitly stated that he has no interest in alcohol.
"Yes, I was forced by a legend to drink a glass of inferior ale."
Ning Feng turned around, hugged Xilin tightly, and said with a smile:
He also said he would help you with some small favors later.
Hehehe.
Xilin was fine hugging Ning Feng from behind, but she was a little resistant when he hugged her from the front and nervously tried to back away.
Upon hearing this, Xilin didn't think Ning Feng was telling the truth; she only felt that the legend he was referring to was herself, and laughed:
"Nonsense, I would never let you drink cheap beer."
The tea I'm giving you is the spiritual tea I've saved up, okay?
Although I may not be being modest, it's actually very precious.
"Oh? So you're saying you'd like to do me a small favor?"
Ning Feng's slightly amused voice made Xilin stiffen; she sensed something was wrong.
"Uh, I, I didn't say I wanted to help you with anything."
"No, you didn't refuse, and often not refusing is equivalent to agreeing."
What kind of sophistry is that?!
Xilin found it somewhat amusing, and just as she looked up to complain, she froze on the spot.
Her lips were taken away once again.
"Hmm..."
Her body felt a little stiff, and she subconsciously wanted to push Ning Feng away, but he held her tightly and pulled her into his arms.
With his second-tier bloodline and second-tier spirit, Ning Feng could at least match Xi Lin in terms of power, if not completely suppress her.
Now, Shirin obviously won't try her best to break free, and in the end, she can only soften after her resistance proves ineffective.
winter.
She gently punched Ning Feng on the back, and he completely resigned himself to his fate and gave up resisting.
Let them kiss, it's not like it's happened once or twice.
But just as she closed her eyes, she suddenly realized that the other person had left her...
"……Why?"
what you do?
She opened her eyes and saw a pair of deep eyes that were smiling.
"I'd like to ask you for a small favor. Could you... give me a kiss?"
The two drew closer and closer, their breathing becoming clearly audible.
She gave him a disdainful look, then lightly tapped Ning Feng's toe with her foot, muttering:
"……Hate."
"At this time, don't ask questions you already know the answer to."
With a slight frown and a blush on her face, Shirin slowly closed her eyes.
"Hmm..."
---Aside---
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