Wang Ming also came over at this time.

Fang Yuran was concentrating on applying wound medicine to Bing Yibu, and when he saw Wang Ming coming, he looked up at him and said a little embarrassed: "That... Can you wait for a while? Bing Bing was a little injured, and I wanted to help him apply the medicine first.

"I won't break my promise to you, you can rest assured of this."

Fang Yuran patted his chest and assured that it was less elastic than Wang Mengmeng's.

Wang Ming was very generous, "No hurry, I have time." "

Thank you."

"You..... is a good guy.

Fang Yuran breathed a sigh of relief, glanced at Wang Ming gratefully, and then continued to apply the medicine to Bing Yibu.

The corners of Wang Ming's mouth twitched, and he was a little speechless.

These words of thanks came out of Fang Yuran's mouth, why was it so awkward?

What does it mean to be a good person?

It was as if I had been issued a good person card after failing to confess.

Just kidding, he is loved by everyone, how can he be rejected by the invincible super beautiful man in the universe?

It is not appropriate, and this should not be applied to him.

So, Wang Ming took a deep breath and said solemnly: "I'm not a good person. Well, absolutely not. "

Huh?"

Fang Yuran looked confused, opened his mouth wide, and tilted his head to look at Wang Ming in bewilderment.

However, Wang Ming did not explain, sat on the side with his own care, closed his eyes and recuperated.

After waiting for a while, Wang Ming smelled a faint aroma wafting towards him.

Slowly opening his eyes, a beautiful silhouette appeared in front of his eyes.

"How am I, where's your elf?"

"Oh."

Wang Ming answered and released the giant pincer mantis.

"Go ahead, this is the reward you deserve."

Wang Ming greeted the giant pincer mantis.

The giant pincer mantis nodded, and then walked in front of Fang Yuran.

Exhale and close your eyes.

With a click, he lay on the ground.

As if to say, come on, please ravage me hard.

Fang Yuran looked at the giant pincer mantis lying on the ground, and said with a sneer: "You don't have to close your eyes."

Wang Ming said leisurely.

"It's okay, it's shy."

Fang Yuran was stunned and didn't say much.

Take a deep breath and get straight to the point.

Well, the body of the giant pincer mantis ..... It's pretty tough!

This was Fang Yuran's first feeling.

Hard is not good, it is difficult to serve, and it is a challenge for her.

Fang Yuran's soft hand began to swim on the body of the giant pincer mantis, and after finding a place, he directly squeezed hard.

Then gently stroked again.

One moment hard, the other gentle.

One moment deeper, the other shallow.

A moment later, the giant pincer mantis felt a warm and soft body, as if the cells were calling excitedly.

Not holding back for a while, the giant pincer mantis let out a groan that made people think of it.

Wang Ming's face turned red, and he couldn't help but look at Fang Yuran.

But I saw Fang Yuran like a nobody, her face was not red and her heart was not beating, as if she hadn't heard anything.

Wang Ming couldn't help but sigh in his heart: "It's worthy of being a professional, really dedicated!"

As time progressed, the speed in Fang Yuran's hand also began to increase, and even the moans that came out of the mouth of the giant pincer mantis became much more frequent.

Wang Ming was so upset when he heard that he almost didn't even suppress the gun.

Fortunately, with a strong exhalation, the massage was finally over.

"Okay."

"This massage technique is ancestral to my family, and it relaxes the muscles and is useful for elves who often fight."

Fang Yuran withdrew his hand, got up and stood up.

Wang Ming saw that he was still unfinished, and suddenly felt a little itchy, and opened his mouth to ask.

"Can you massage people with this massage technique?"

Fang Yuran was stunned and glanced at Wang Ming with some surprise.

Seeing his expectant face, he nodded after thinking for a moment: "Yes, but I have never massaged anyone."

Wang Ming looked pleased, "How about you help me massage and massage?"

"I don't take advantage of you either, you give me a massage, I'll talk to you once."

Fang Yuran thought thoughtfully, and nodded after a moment.

"Yes."

"But I'll have to wait, my ice Eevee hasn't recovered yet."

Wang Ming was even more excited.

"This is simple, look at me."

With that, he walked to Bing Yibu's side.

Stretch out your hands and cover Bing Ibu's body.

Immediately afterwards, a power containing mysterious energy emerged from his hand and lingered around Bing Yibu's body.

When Bing Yibu's body met that mysterious energy, it immediately became excited, as if he was a freeloader, constantly devouring energy.

Within a moment, all the injuries on Bingyevee's body disappeared, and his vitality was restored as before, full of vitality.

"Eevee!"

Bing Yibu, who was full of blood resurrection, let out a cheerful cry, jumped into Fang Yuran's arms, and rubbed Fang Yuran's chest vigorously with his small head.

Fang Yuran's beautiful eyes were full of surprise.

Ice Eevee, who was still a little weak before, was revived with blood in the blink of an eye, which is also incredible, right?

"How did you do it?"

Fang Yuran looked at Wang Ming incredulously and asked, like a curious baby.

Wang Ming smiled mysteriously.

"Hey, hey, secret!"

......

Soon, the two began a second battle.

Needless to say, this time the battle was the same as before, ending with Wang Ming's victory.

And Fang Yuran also gave Wang Ming a massage as promised.

That feeling, how can it be a cool word?

It's just cool, it can't be cooler, it's all cool!

Even, Wang Ming has begun to be obsessed with this feeling.

If you don't do it for a day, you feel uncomfortable.

"One more time?"

At the end of the song, Wang Mingyi asked hesitantly.

"Good."

"But I'm going to trouble you to help me treat Bingbing."

"To thank you, I'll give you a massage twice this time."

Wang Ming's heart flew.

After some sloppy operation, it was time to enjoy it again.

Giant pincer mantis once, himself once.

Blessed and blessed, and difficult to share.

Wang Ming is still very moral.

And so on, again and again.

Finally, Wang Ming was a little too refreshed, and his body began to feel weak.

"I can't do it, take a break."

"Okay, I'll go practice with Bing Bing for a while."

Fang Yuran nodded, wiped the sweat from his forehead, turned and walked to the side.

Wang Ming couldn't help but be curious and asked.

"Aren't you tired?"

Fang Yuran replied, "I used to do it a lot, so I got used to it."

Wang Ming nodded thoughtfully.

Sure enough, there were only tired cattle, no ploughed fields.

The day's training was quickly over.

In the evening, the crowd ushered in the crucial test.

This test is about whether they can stay here next.

Perform well, enter the competition, and create your own brilliance.

Performed badly, was eliminated miserably, and went home.

Everyone, at this moment, tensed!

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