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Chapter 339: You bastard bastard—

Jun Feise ignored him, turned around and turned his back to him.

Feng Xingyi simply raised her sleeve and moved her and the cushion up.

Jun Feise was determined to kick his bed to pieces, but he didn't want to get along with him.

Her cushion is indeed very thin, and it is so cold here. If she really sleeps on it for a night, she will probably be freezing.

However, she was on fire and didn't want to sleep with him. She paused and simply carried the quilt onto the original bed by herself, and then threw his quilt pillow onto the new bed: "You are sleeping there!"

Feng Xingyi looked at her pretty face and stopped provoking her. She actually went to the new bed silently, lay down, and sighed: "Stop tossing and sleep."

Who is trying to do it?!

Jun Feise has always claimed that she has become a Buddhist wise man, but when she is with him, she always has the urge to go wild and turn into a female Vajra.

She closed her eyes and began to recite in her heart: "Richness, democracy, civilization, harmony, freedom, equality, legal system, patriotism, dedication, integrity, and friendship..."

What she recites is the core socialist values, which is the only way to calm down when she is so angry that she wants to go wild.

It was also her modern master who made her carry her back in order to make her temper.

Usually she can calm down after tossing and turning her back ten or eight times.

This time she was so angry that she memorized it more than twenty times before she fell asleep.

Feng Xingyi looked at her sleeping face, and after a moment of excitement, he was still a little hungry—

This time, he went back and forth between the split and the main body for two consecutive times, and used the most powerful magic again, and his soul body was a little injured. He was not accommodating here, which naturally made his soul body injured even worse.

So he used sleep to calm down and recover slowly.

There is only spiritual energy here, no demon energy. He can only cultivate the less powerful spiritual core in his body. His spiritual core is incomparable to the magic core. He has not yet reached the stage of fasting, so he still needs normal diet.

After the trouble just now, he could no longer catch fish, so even if he was hungry, he could only endure it.

He used the intuition technique to observe the spiritual core in his body and sighed softly. This spiritual core is still a small seedling.

He felt that his former spiritual core was also very powerful, which should be similar to the magic core, but later the spiritual core seemed to have been poached.

He rubbed his eyebrows and knocked his temples.

The memory he lost seemed very bloody!

What exactly is it?

Jun Feise turned over on the bed over there and muttered a few words: "Equality, legal system, friendly..." She said a bunch of two words, and finally added a few words: "Feng Xingyi... You bastard--"

Wind Star Cartoon: "..."

He touched his nose and was indeed furious!

...

Jun Feise thought she could sleep until dawn, but she didn't expect that when she woke up, she looked out the window and found it was still dark.

She slept a little dry, so she went to pour water and drink it.

After taking a few sips, I suddenly seemed to notice something and looked at Feng Xingyi.

Feng Xingyi was lying there and fell asleep. Under the dim light, his face seemed a little flushed.

Jun Feise finished drinking water and went back to bed. She was about to lie down and cultivate her sleepiness, but an idea broke into her mind: Could it be that he has a fever, right? His face looked like he had a high fever—

Thinking about it again, His Majesty Ye Emperor is so skillful that he is perverted, how could he have a fever?

Maybe he is practicing some kung fu, after all, he is a member of the Ye tribe, so he cannot be judged as an ordinary person...

So Jun Feise fell asleep again.

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Chapter completed!
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