I, ET, mixed entertainment circle

Although President Yu spoke very rascally, he took off his clothes shaking his paws with his hands and feet, and almost tripped himself into the bathtub, resulting in a really disreputable blood-stained mandarin duck bath incident.

Fortunately, Dayang couldn't move at all, and from the angle he sat, he could only hear the sounds of Yu Qinghuan frantically bumping his head and dropping soap.At this time, he didn't have much interest in peeking at the "beauty" of Yu Qinghuan, a human being naked in the shower—weak human beings who wear clothes most of the time are the wonders of the universe, and which powerful intelligent creature doesn't have its own armor?Of course, more powerful creatures, such as their family, don't even need to wear their bodies!

Yang Qibei closed his eyes and "explored" the spirit, carefully checking the damage to his mental cloud, no, it was a "loss".

His mental cloud is now shriveled into a ball, and he can't even shake a small tentacles. The reason is very simple, "vomiting" too much energy—especially the energy that has been digested and repaired on the cracks, so that he can't adapt for a while, absorbing There is a temporary disorder in the function of emotional waves.The solution is of course very simple, which is to supplement energy, supplement the energy that he can absorb, digest and use.

However, now there is a problem with the ability of the tentacles to absorb emotional waves, which has formed an endless loop. If he has to wait for it to slowly recover on its own, he doesn't know if the lifespan of this body will be exhausted.

With such a price, just to save the next, oh, save another twenty or so human beings who have only a few decades of life, as a standard God-eating Spirit Cloud who regards energy as life, does he regret it? ?

He who has regained his sanity... Well, he, whose mental cloud is full of human "plague", can't even say the word "regret" at all!

The internal circulation accelerated sharply, the heart beat wildly, and Yu Zong, with stiff hands and feet, quickly took a battle bath for himself. He quietly glanced at Dayang who was sitting beside him, only to find that his face was as red as a cooked crab. Necessary, Dayang is very disciplined, so disciplined that he even squinted his eyes.All of a sudden, a huge sense of loss surged up, maybe it was really just my own wishful thinking all the time, Dayang's feelings for him, "gratitude" is far greater than "love-desire", and there is no love for his body. The desire to possess and explore.

He is willing to risk his life to save everyone, just because of his selflessness and nobility.

Yu Qinghuan lowered her eyes, took a deep breath, quickly finished her cleaning work, and regained her composure.Isn't it just Dayang's quality that makes him more excited and hard to let go?

Selfless and fearless, emotionally ruthless and even cruel but never deceitful.He has magical abilities, but he also has a wonderful ideal of becoming a superstar, and he does not hesitate to be a brilliant showman to deceive the world.

Which one is him, the one who makes himself sink deeper and deeper, but prefers to be addicted and unable to extricate himself.

At least, Mr. Sloth doesn’t dislike his kisses, even if he doesn’t have desires, at least he has a good impression, so for this tiny hope, he is willing to devote his whole life’s efforts and persistence, just like what he has always done, look for what he wants achieve the goal you want, and do everything you can to achieve it.

Come on.

Yu Qinghuan quickly tidied herself up, half-supported and half-carried Yang Qibei to the hospital bed in the luxury suite - this luxurious big bed matched the surrounding environment quite well, President Yu settled the person, and she quickly took the half-wet bed with her. hair, snuggled up to Dayang, and soon fell asleep.This day of tossing is really too tiring and exhausting.

Mr. President slept soundly, but Yang Qibei was woken up.

I don't know if it was because I was too familiar with Yu Qinghuan's spiritual power during the day in the sea, or because "Yu Puppy" was taught to be enlightened. Ever since the two of them lay on the bed together and had close physical contact, that azure blue mental body When he came to the spirit, he circled around the sluggish and disordered spirit cloud, wishing to knead himself into a ball and stuff it into the "arms" of the spirit cloud.

Yang Qibei be patient, be patient, be patient... fuck you!He couldn't bear it any longer, and he no longer resisted the instinctive attraction. With the last bit of strength, the tentacles swung out like lightning, and tightly entangled the harassing and energetic "Puppy Yu", taking a deep breath of pure spiritual energy.

As if knowing that the spirit cloud needs energy, the blue spirit body remained motionless, wrapping around him "gentlely", allowing more and more tentacles to absorb energy from it, and slowly, without knowing when, it scattered into a hazy cloud. One piece, almost integrated with the spirit cloud.Abundant energy with personal spiritual imprint rushes in, the spiritual cloud sucks and entangles hungrily, completely unable to resist the temptation of energy, the tentacles are waving more and more spiritually, blending with the blue group of spiritual bodies Rolling together.

Yang Qibei's body sensed the infusion of energy in the spiritual cloud, and he was able to move a little bit. The pleasure of electric shock shot up from the top of his head to the tips of his toes, making his limbs tremble and numb with comfort.Vaguely, he felt that something was wrong, such a fusion and absorption of energy and matter, it seemed, it seemed...

Yang Qibei woke up with a start, and quickly stopped his lingering mental cloud, barely draining Yu Qinghuan's mental body, but the weak blue mental body was still lingering, refusing to leave at all.

The tentacles waved it aside angrily, Yang Qibei opened his eyes, and met a pair of tired smiling eyes.

"……you're awake?"

Yu Qinghuan gently tucked the quilt up for him, and said with some confusion: "I seemed to have a dream just now, in the dream... I was very happy, very happy, I can't remember exactly what happened, but I also seem to be quite tired and dizzy Brain up. How are you sleeping? Are you feeling better? Is there anything I can do for you? I really don't know what to do with your 'power', and you probably don't want those medical experts to diagnose and treat you. ?”

"Don't let those experts come, they won't be able to help you." Yang Qibei lazily looked into Yu Qinghuan's gentle eyes.

"Okay. Hey? Dayang, your body..." Yu Qinghuan held his hand that moved a little in surprise, and asked, "Have you recovered a bit? I can hear your voice is much stronger."

"Ah."

"That's good, that's good!" President Yu immediately began to think about how to steal the day and get away with it, "The Southern Police will definitely need to make a record, especially for you, a 'hero' client, the reason for your physical condition won't last long, fortunately The company has dug out a few very capable special effects makeup artists, I will find a tight-lipped one, and let you restore your 'youth' as ​​soon as possible, first fool it, and then return to China for treatment..."

"Don't be so troublesome."

Yang Qibei's tone was lazy, the corners of his eyes were raised slightly, revealing an ambiguous and extremely sexy smile, and the crow's feet were full of unbearable lust.He stretched out his hand that was able to move a little bit, and with the powerful ability of a skilled predator, he pinched the prey's vitals precisely, and immediately elicited a whimper of joy.

"...Pray, pray to the north?"

Yu Qinghuan's face immediately flushed red, and her lower body was completely stiff. She didn't dare to struggle for fear of hurting her lover, but also didn't dare to move - he was afraid that he would explode in the next moment.

Yang Qibei raised his other hand and slowly wrapped it around Yu Qinghuan's neck, like a hunting python, his thin lips were pursed lightly, and the depths of his brown eyes were as dark as night, he smiled softly, like the temptation of a devil , but the words he said were rough and straightforward: "Can you still 'do'? I need energy, the life energy in your place, I don't need any special effects makeup artist, whether you can restore it depends entirely on whether you are capable enough..."

"No, no, I mean, Qi Bei, I love you but..."

Yang Qibei was impatient and cast a sidelong glance at the struggling fish.

"Yes, you've already moved in." He grabbed Yu Qinghuan's hand and touched his chest, "This dance is messed up because of you. Do you think that, not to save you, I would try so hard to make myself half paralyzed? Oh, or do you want me to find someone else to absorb energy? In fact, any man is fine, and women also have life energy, but I’m afraid I can’t do anything now..."

The prey, who had just been stunned by the surprise, uttered its final whine, and could no longer bear to hear the second half of the frightening imaginary.

"Om!" With a sound, Yu Qinghuan's rational nerves collapsed into tens of thousands of pieces. He obeyed his lover's wishes, obeyed the deepest desire in his heart, completely dedicated himself, dedicated himself, and must feed his lover enough to prevent Dayang Another crooked thought that pierced my heart.

The first brother is inevitably clumsy, but fortunately Yu Qinghuan has a studious, sincere and loving heart, and although the person he loves has never really experienced the instinctive desire of the body-even the original "Yang Qibei" has never lived in human beings. I have done it before, but the theoretical knowledge deep in my memory is extremely rich.

There is a sincere love for each other, even if one is as deep as the sea and the other is shallow and cool, the joy is penetrating and intoxicating.

"...Qibei, Qibei, I love you, I love you very much."

"understood."

"...Qibei, you are cultivating the God-Buddhist Incense Sect, right? You need everyone's admiration, so you want to be a superstar?"

"……no."

"...Then, then you must have become an elite before the founding of the country, and you need to absorb Yang Qi to repair it?"

Although the technology is poor, the spirit is commendable, although it is a bit long-winded.

Yang Qibei was feeling so comfortable that his scalp was numb, and he was enduring the feeling of surging sea waves, slowly absorbing the oozing life energy, and didn't want to hear these ridiculous questions at all, so he whispered in a hoarse voice: "Don't be afraid , It’s not an unscientific operation like ‘absorbing yang qi’, healthy adults waste countless ‘life energy’ every day, I’m just using waste, it won’t affect your own vitality at all.”

"No, I've never been afraid. I, my life, was originally given by you. I'm willing to give you everything you want..."

Yang Qibei let out a fierce breath, waved his hand and slapped the "tail" of the emaciated but strong fish: "Too much nonsense, work hard!"

President Yu finally suppressed one hundred thousand reasons, and at the moment of dedicating hundreds of millions of life energy, he still couldn't help leaning against his lover's neck, savoring the intense heartbeats of their love, panting quietly ask:

"...Qibei, what is your real identity?"

"Shut up!" Yang Qibei turned over angrily with blue veins on his forehead, and kissed Mr. President who talked too much nonsense: "If you still have the strength, do it again."

President Yu has tried his best, although he really wants to make new achievements, but he really has more than enough energy.The struggle to survive in the sea the day before had consumed too much physical strength, and his mental strength was still absorbed by the insatiable tentacles. It took considerable perseverance to insist on getting up with trembling limbs.

Early in the morning, when Ah Qi saw Boss Yu with a haggard face but bright eyes, he was extremely shocked at six points... He really didn't expect that President Yu, who looked upright and well-dressed, would sneak in like this The "beast".

The person on the hospital bed was half naked. Hearing the sound, he opened his eyes and glanced over. The young and handsome face was also full of spring, and Qi Bei said impatiently: "Close the door, let me sleep for a while." Son."