Take Along A Spring

If Yang Fann was Nana's enemy, she wouldn't care about whether her clothes were wet or not, and whether her body's curves would be exposed. As long as she killed the enemy, no matter what he saw, it would be useless.    

    

Unfortunately, Nana couldn't kill Yang Fann, which had a serious impact on her movement. With her wet clothes sticking to her body, it was already embarrassing enough not to move.    

    

Although intrepid, Nana was not an exhibitionist. She shouldn't feel too awkward being exposed for nothing. Even if she wanted to see Yang Fann's kung fu, she could only wait for another opportunity in the future.    

    

It was fortunate that the witch kept her head down and didn't dare to look at him. Otherwise, Nana would really fly into a rage. It was one thing to be looked at by a man, but Nana's face wasn't that thick when looked at by two men at the same time.    

    

Nana did not know how it was that the demoness did not dare to look at her. From the start, she was not in the mood to look. If it were anyone else, they would have had their weak spot ripped off and would no longer have the mood to look at a beauty.    

    

Yang Fann was very disappointed. He still wanted to see how big National Trump Card's endurance was like that witch's, so he didn't care if he used his ultimate move on them, but he didn't expect Nana to jump out herself.    

    

This was Yang Fann, he had good martial arts and was close to Bing Feng. Otherwise, the demoness would have captured him and punished him severely. What a joke, the demoness was Chinese Trump Card, it wouldn't be easy to take care of a small peasant in the mountain.    

    

"The one with the surname Yang, what are you standing around for? Hurry up and find a place for me to change my clothes. Don't you see that my clothes are all wet?!"    

    

"Oh, come quickly. Be careful not to catch a cold. I thought you were a wet mania. Otherwise, why would you dive into the water? I'm sorry!"    

    

Looking at Yang Fann's infuriated face, Nana really wanted to punch him hard in the face. To make him unable to take care of himself, make him a woman for the rest of his life!    

    

You're too despicable! Laughing so cheap, you've never seen a woman before! Don't think that I don't know that there's something going on between you and Bing Feng, thinking that I wouldn't be able to deal with you just because of Bing Feng's support!    

    

With the demoness around, Nana could only silently curse in her heart, but she didn't dare to say it out loud. Bing Feng was now the leader of their operation team, and if she got pissed off, the little girl would definitely take revenge on her.    

    

Dispersive Flower Courtyard had plenty of places to live, and right now, they were in the process of being closed down. The guestrooms that were always full were finally free, and arranging two rooms for Yao Ji and Nana didn't matter much since they had nothing to do with it. Yang Fann wasn't so petty that he wouldn't even let them stay in one of the guestrooms.    

    

No matter what, Witch and Nana had gone through life and death situations with Yang Fann in Myanmar, and they were considered half of his comrades. Although the dangers of the trip to Myanmar were negligible to Yang Fann, they could still be considered to have withstood the gun together.    

    

Life is great iron, we go to school together, we carry guns together, we go whoring together.    

    

These relationships were better than those between friends who drank wine and meat. Of course, it was just a joke to go whoring together and barely make up the numbers. Their relationship with their classmates and their comrades-in-arms were not on the same level at all.    

    

Soon, Nana and Witch finished bathing and changed into clean clothes.    

    

Don't misunderstand, the two of them showered in their own rooms. Their clothes were all clothes provided by Dispersive Flower Courtyard for customers.    

    

Of course, the scene where Nana screamed when she was taking a shower and Yang Fann was worried about her safety never happened. Who would yell in the bathroom when there was a man outside, unless it was on purpose to give a hint to the man outside. Otherwise, even if she fell down, the girl would not make a sound because of modesty.    

    

Of course, Yang Fann had already left Nana's room. He wasn't too anxious, he just wanted to see a woman. Nana was beautiful, but it depended on who she was with. Yang Fann didn't lack beauties, or even super beauties, so he didn't need to be in such a hurry.    

    

Looking at the neatly tidied up Yao Ji and Nana, Yang Fann's eyes lit up: "Comrade Little Chicken, you're so beautiful. I didn't expect you to be even prettier than Nana, this real woman. What a god!"    

    

Being stared at by Yang Fann, the pretty girl immediately looked away, as if she was really a shy little girl, and her face immediately blushed.    

    

"Surnamed Yang, you can't be that kind of person, right? You look at her with such a strange gaze, no wonder you ignore me so much. It turns out you have a good mouth!"    

    

Nana patted her bulging chest in an exaggerated manner. Nana had a relieved look, which stunned Yang Fann for a moment, and Yang Fann couldn't help but swallow his saliva, although Nana wasn't as charming as Bai Meimei, nor as cold as Bing Feng, her whole body was filled with something called violent aesthetics, which made her attractive to men, especially to Yang Fann, who had a particularly strong and vigorous body.    

    

Of course, if one's body was unable to withstand the tornado in bed for three minutes at a time, it would be best not to provoke a young and energetic woman like Nana. Otherwise, it would be impossible for her to satisfy other people's needs.    

    

"Haha, I didn't expect you with the surname Yang to actually like men, no wonder you're so cold to us Comrade Bing Feng. Do you believe that when I go back I'll tell her and make her …" Uh, what's with that look in your eyes, surnamed Yang, let me warn you, I'm a real woman, not some fake brat, you better not have any ideas about me! "    

    

Nana was mocking Yang Fann when she suddenly felt a heat on her chest, as if someone touched her. It scared her so much that she immediately hugged her chest, not like a trump card that would kill without batting an eye, but like an ignorant girl who met a super old hoodlum.    

    

Yang Fann's mental strength had already reached the point where it could release energy externally. He could completely condense a Spirit Sword and take a person's head thousands of miles away … Uh, okay, this is an exaggeration to say. In fact, let alone condensing a real treasure sword, it can't even light up. It doesn't even exist, or rather, it can't be seen!    

    

Nana felt that someone was stroking her chest. It was all an illusion. Yang Fann was still a few meters away from her, so she couldn't reach him at all.    

    

However, it couldn't be denied that Nana's illusion had something to do with Yang Fann's great mental strength. Yang Fann stared at her chest with all his might and couldn't help but have a kind of mental hint. Coupled with the instinctive fear of women towards powerful men, it caused Nana to have an illusion of being touched by someone, it wasn't as magical as she imagined.    

    

"Woman, Nana, are you a woman? "Why do I feel like you're a man? How about this, in order to prove your innocence, let me inspect you. If you really are a woman, I won't have any ideas about you, how about that?"