In Zhang Ya's boudoir, the lights were still on. She sat in front of the mirror, thought for a moment, blushed, took off her pajamas, and took out the pink bra from Xander's bag.

He put it in front of his nose and took a sniff.

The refreshing aroma flooded into her nose. There are generally only a hundred pieces of this limited edition of Zhendel in the world, distributed in various countries. After being sterilized, you can wear it directly after purchasing it.

Zhang Ya looked in front of the mirror for dozens of times before taking off her original bra. She had seen those plump jade peaks not only by herself but also by the mirror. She looked at her charming self in the mirror, with peach blossoms on her face.

piece.

But there was no pride in her eyes. Instead, there was a slight sense of loss. Yes, no man had ever appreciated or touched her charming body. It was not because she was conservative, but because she did not want to be touched by men she didn't like.

to yourself, even with your fingers.

"Oh, Zhang Ya, Zhang Ya, how can you think about those shameless things?" She just thought about the boundary, thinking about the rough breathing sound of a man touching her fragrant body.

Zhang Ya calmed down for a moment and put on the pink Zhendel. Surprisingly, she found that it fit just right. She showed off her charming body in the mirror and felt guilty because she didn't know she liked it.

Will men like it?

Of course, the man she likes has not yet appeared, and a woman will always have the idea to show her best but has never shown something before, which will make her feel guilty.

Yang Xin was meditating outside, with some essence gathered in his body, but the evil under his lower abdomen was propped up high again, like a tall man in the crowd, raising his hands high, I am here, here

.

Soon, Yang Xin discovered that the more he concentrated, the more obvious the feeling of essence in his Dantian was, as if he could see inside. Of course, Yang Xin's ability was still incapable of seeing inside, it was just a cultivation illusion.

After Yang Xin practiced for three hours, he realized that he was saturated and could no longer practice. The essence in his body had only increased slightly. He shook his head and fell asleep on the sofa.

At this time, his mind was very quiet, as if he was lying on a calm sea. He could hear everything around him clearly. If a pin dropped at this time, he could hear it.

"You won't spend tonight so boringly, right?" Yang Xin thought that Zhang Ya's plump body would look stunning wearing that Zhendel. She really wanted to take a look at it, and Yang Xin smiled bitterly.

He thought of Hua Xie again, the woman he once loved.

Just when Yang Xin was recalling the unforgettable bloodshed, Zhang Ya's door opened with a click, and a pair of white feet walked out, looking very gentle and charming in the faint sleep light.

The feet came to a stop in front of Yang Xin. Yang Xin did not dare to open his eyes. He knew that Zhang Ya must not be wearing underwear now. When he opened his eyes, he would definitely be able to see those two sexy points.

"Slept well." Zhang Ya glanced at Yang Xin, smiled slightly, said in her heart, put the lit mosquito coil in a corner, and then returned to the room.

"It turns out that she forgot to light the mosquito coil for me. This teacher is really good. How great would it be if I could be her boyfriend?" Yang Xin didn't expect that she would still think about herself after such a late night, and she couldn't help but feel warm in her heart.

Early the next morning, Yang Xin got up early. This was the habit of a professional killer. He originally wanted to go for a run or something, but today was the first day of school, so he didn't want to get all sweaty. It would be nice to take a shower when he came back.

It's too late again.

So after Yang Xin washed up, he bought two breakfasts, ate one himself, put the other on the table, then put the key on the table and went out, so as not to embarrass the teacher too much.

Going to school together will always cause misunderstandings, and Zhang Ya is a conservative woman.

There are three bus stops away from the school, and it was still early, so Yang Xin ran there. Along the way, Yang Xin became more and more interested in cultivating immortals. For example, he could think of ancient immortal weapons. If he could refine a storage

A physical ring would be great. Just put anything in it and it'll be fine. It's one of the must-have items for a killer.

After the murder, all the crime paraphernalia was put into a storage ring, and there was no use in checking.

However, all this is not within Yang Xin's reach, but he knows that he was wanted in his last life because he knew the secret of an immortal weapon, and he was reborn into this high school student with this secret.

There must be a huge secret in it.

"It's all that damn old man who only cares about ascending to the immortal world without explaining anything clearly!" Yang Xin cursed. Now he began to worry that there were many immortal cultivators hidden in this earth. One day, he, a weak immortal cultivator, would be raped by other immortal cultivators.

If someone keeps an eye on you, you'll be in big trouble.

It doesn't matter if you are an ordinary person, no one will want to kill you, but if you are a killer, the police will kill you. If you are a cultivator, a high-level person may find a way to get what he wants and kill you. In short, that is

Experts kill experts, and those who are weak will be tortured.

"I have to keep a low profile as much as possible from now on. Damn, among the experts in the world of cultivating immortals, I must be nothing more than an ant."

Yang Xin's vigilance told him about the crisis that had not yet appeared. This was not paranoia, but preparation for a rainy day. The killer would never let the other party shoot first. If there was such a day, he would have gone to see the God of Death.

Yang Xin arrived at the school around the same time. There were cars parked outside the school parking lot. Some of these were teachers' cars and some were students' cars. They all had four tires.

Yang Xin was about to walk into the school gate when a car rushed behind him. Before the other party could blow the whistle, Yang Xin immediately dodged to the side. This was the reaction ability of a professional killer, but the students on the side took Yang's action as

Shrinking turtle, a joke for the faint of heart.

Yang Xin naturally ignored him. At this time, the car window opened, and a handsome boy wearing sunglasses stuck his head out with a look of disdain on his face: "Yang Xin, I heard that he stepped on dog poop and fell down the hillside and fainted.

?Is it true?"

Yang Xin glanced at him. This is a student in the same class. He is Wang Hai's cousin Wang Shuai. He has a powerful family and is domineering. He usually bullies some timid students. Yang Xin is naturally one of them. He just entered

The school gate also did this on purpose, wanting to scare Yang Xin into retreating.

Yang Xin ignored him and walked forward.

"Ouch? If you step on dog poop, you'll become a bitch, right?"

Wang Shuai immediately stepped on the accelerator and rushed forward, honking his horn and trying to chase Yang Xin away like a dog. Yang Xin felt angry, took a few steps, pushed his legs hard, did a backflip, and stood heavily on his feet.
Chapter completed!