Chapter 134 Dream

"You think you can lock me up like this?" Qin Kun's body suddenly softened and slipped out of Wang Haoran's arms. It felt as if he was not holding a man, but a refined loach...

Wang Haoran lifted his thighs and ran straight to Qin Kun's important parts. As long as he could hold on for 20 seconds, nothing else mattered. These moves were extremely coherent. He had experimented with the big tree at the door a thousand times before using them on Qin Kun.

Qin Kun chuckled and disappeared like Ghost.

"Master, it's been thirteen seconds!" Wang Haoran had been silently counting the time, fourteen seconds!

"Really? But fifteen seconds ago, you were dead." Qin Kun's figure sounded in his ear, and Wang Haoran felt a cold thing on his neck.

It wasn't exactly fifteen seconds, or he didn't even have the chance to count to fifteen seconds...

"It's a good design. A woman can even lift her legs. She's doing well..." Qin Kun looked at Wang Haoran with a smile that was not even a smile. The disciple was so shameful that he had to lose face to his ancestors.

The apprentice he had accepted was stupid, and no one had ever used such a dirty trick. As for Wang Haoran, Qin Kun said it was extreme, cruel, and despicable...

With this strength and size 46's big foot, anyone who gets kicked will be crushed into a piece of meat in an instant...

"Master, aren't I making progress?" Wang Haoran's hair stood on end when Qin Kun looked at her.

Qin Kun smiled, "Not bad, it's progress! You're very good at lifting your legs. You kicked that big tree in the yard, didn't you?"

The bark of the tree had been kicked away, and the top was bare. No wonder he always heard strange noises at night. Now he had found the source...

"The master flatters me." Wang Haoran didn't have the nerve to say it, but he still had a hand to catch the milk dragon. He lost before he could use it...

Piercing his eyes was out of date. He had a lot of power, so naturally he had to make the most of what stood out. With his power, he could definitely throw Qin Kun a few meters away. What was important was that it was all time.

It seems that his movements are still too slow and should be faster so that he can buy more time...

To Wang Haoran's surprise, Qin Kun did not reprimand him and even gave him a look of appreciation. Could his master approve of using such a method?

"Let's go back for supper."

Qin Kun's voice came into his ears and hooked his soul back. His master allowed him to use such tricks. Could it be a bit more vulgar??

...

The next morning, Qimeng woke up in a daze. She had already woken up once last night. After two mouthfuls of porridge, she fell asleep again until dawn.

She sat up and rubbed her eyes. She felt comfortable. She looked down and her face turned red. Where were her clothes?!

What happened last night.

A figure suddenly appeared in Qimeng's mind. In her dream yesterday, it was this figure...

Oh, I'm so ashamed. How could I have such a dream?

When he lifted the blanket, the sheets were in disarray. God, what did he do last night? Qimeng rolled his eyes. He couldn't have been dreaming.

Thinking of the dream she had last night, Qimeng rolled around on the big bed. How could she have dreamed of doing such a shameful thing with her teacher's uncle last night?

But in the dream, everything was so clear, and I was still so active. When it was over, I couldn't forget the picture. What should I do?

"Knock, knock."

The door was suddenly knocked on, and Qimeng got into the quilt immediately, "Who is it?"

"Qimeng is Hao Ran. I bought you some breakfast. Can you come in?"

"Don't come in! I'll be right down!"

It was quiet outside the door for a while before Wang Haoran's voice came, "Well, I'll wait for you downstairs."

Qimeng patted his face and said, "It's all a dream. The dream is the opposite. It can't be taken seriously..."

After a simple wash, Qimeng put on his clothes and went downstairs. There were a lot of pastries and porridge in the hall. There were seven or eight kinds.

"Why did you buy so much?!"

"Hehe, I'm familiar with the taste of the two teachers. I don't know what sister likes to eat, so I bought a few more. Try this pastry. It's delicious."

Qimeng's eyes instantly turned red.

Wang Haoran was startled and said in a daze, "What's wrong with you, sister? Did I, did I say something wrong?"

"I'm fine, but don't be so nice to me in the future, Hao Ran." Qimeng wiped the tears from the corner of his eyes and said, "But thank you, junior."

"Er..."

Wang Haoran did not know what to say for a moment, but felt that Qimeng's attitude towards him was a little different from before. Instead of pulling in, it seemed a little further...

"Did you get up early?"

Qin Kun went downstairs. Qimeng blushed and ran out of the villa without even having breakfast.

"What happened to her?"

"I don't know, master. She..." Wang Haoran thought about it and said, "Forget it. I'll go and see!"

In the courtyard of the villa, Qimeng kicked the grass on the ground. It was just a dream. Why did she feel as if something really happened between them?

That was her teacher's uncle, and she was the one that the teacher thought about all the time. If she had such an idea, how could she have the face to see her master in the future?

The more Qimeng thought about it, the more she felt as if she had done something wrong, but the dream was so clear that she would soon forget it. The dream was so clear that even the conversation was so clear that she probably would never forget it in her life.

In addition to the bed sheets that she made in the morning, oh, how could this be?!

"Qimeng, are you okay?" Wang Haoran went out and saw Qimeng whispering something. Unfortunately, he was too far away to hear anything clearly.

"Ah, I'm fine. I... I just think the weather is good today."

"Really?" Wang Haoran looked up at the dark sky and whispered, "Isn't that good?"

Qimeng hurriedly changed the subject and said, "By the way, are master and master having breakfast?"

"Yes, master just woke up. Don't you want some? And today... It looks like it's going to rain. Why don't you go back to the villa? The master is worried about you too."

"Are you worried about me?" Qimeng's eyes lit up and soon dimmed again, "Oh, I see. I'll stay here for a while. I'll be back soon. You go in first!"

Wang Haoran wanted to stay with Qimeng for a while. Seeing that she didn't want to take care of herself, she grabbed her hair and went back to the villa.

After breakfast, Qin Kun said a few words and left the villa in a hurry. Wang yuan's small face was a little disappointed. Qin Kun had not been intimate with her for a long time.

She seemed to be getting busier and busier recently. She had been studying hard, but she had no talent, no talent, and she wasn't as bold as Li Hong. She was passive in everything she did...