"You are a little girl, who taught you these messy things... Could it be Ming Luo?!"

Ning Fan frowned. There was no relationship between men and women at all with a seven or eight-year-old girl... What made him dissatisfied was that Ming Luo, who looked serious, actually taught Ming Que some things for the sake of being disrespectful.

Messy male-female affairs?

Otherwise, it is absolutely impossible for a little girl to blush just by touching her body.

Ning Fan, you really made the mistake of blaming Ming Luo... Ming Luo is a tree spirit, and he may not know anything about men and women, so what can he tell Ming Que?

Everything is the damaged memory, inherited from the virtual poison, and gradually spread as the poison suppresses it.

"No, don't...Brother Pancake, please, don't poke me with that thing...I'm afraid of pain..." Mingque begged in a daze.

"You're thinking too much! Little girl, don't think too much! That's all, I'll let you sleep for a while."

Ning Fan shook his head helplessly and pointed at Mingque Xiu's forehead, letting him sleep soundly.

Originally, when I tried to detoxify Mingque, I had only a success rate of less than 70%. However, due to Mingque's confusion, the outline of the formation pattern was not perfect, and the success rate was even lower.

The first step is to outline a hundred formations on Mingque's naked body, imitating a hundred immortal veins, and draw out the virtual poison in the immortal veins and attach them to the body surface!

Ning Fan's eyes were motionless at first, and he didn't think about the affairs between men and women at all. However, after being disturbed by Ming Que, his heart became slightly strange... A Dan who had lived for thousands of years and vaguely understood the affairs between men and women.

Damn, is she still a little girl...

And when he was outlining the pattern between his fingers, he inadvertently crossed the girl's pink area, and immediately felt a shiver in his heart.

"Ning Fan, you cannot act like an animal... You are a demon, but not an animal!"

He secretly muttered to himself, suppressing all his thoughts, and for a long time, he completely outlined the formation pattern.

And the unconscious Ming Que, with long hair like thin threads, fell on the undeveloped chest, and a hint of warmth gradually rose on the pink skin, and the poison was being suppressed.

However, Mingque, who was in a coma, had more and more unclear memories in his mind...

"I am...the princess of the ancient underworld bird...my name is...'Sicang'..."
Chapter completed!