Daoist has facial paralysis

Early the next morning, Zhou Yibei saw a miraculous scene at home.

Daoist Lu Ya, one of the ten Golden Crows, who is rumored to be the direct descendant of the Great God of the Eastern Emperor, actually cooks in his kitchen?

"Yuanlong, open your mouth," Lu Ya sat down next to the man in black with a plate of fried rice with eggs that was blurred, and fed him with a spoon.

The dragon corpse hesitated for a moment, bit the spoon stiffly and swallowed the meal... In his memory... Lu Ya didn't look like this... Is this the same Golden Crow Spirit who lost his temper and beat him all day long?

"Is it tasty?"

"Okay..." It was so unpalatable, Dragon Corpse nodded in embarrassment, for fear that something wrong would blow up an old version of Lu Ya.

Zhou Yibei sat on the other side of the table, turned his head to look at Daoist Southwest, "Master Uncle."

"What's the matter?" Daoist ate the breakfast he made, facing the opposite scene calmly.

"It's okay." Zhou Yibei clenched his chopsticks and lowered his head, watching his uncle put a piece of meat into his bowl, "Eat more."

Someone's ears turned red, he nodded slightly, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise.

After eating the blurred version of coke egg fried rice for three days, the dragon corpse once again confirmed that his life is suffering. This is completely another way of abusing him. Realm, one mouthful pierces the intestines, and two mouthfuls are fatal. Even eating for three days feels like being struck by lightning ten times as a Daluo Jinxian.

"Yuan Taki," the urging voice from the opposite side sounded again, Long Shi opened his mouth resignedly, and took the egg fried rice that had been poked into his mouth into his mouth. It was the last bite, and the battle was about to end. He closed his eyes and worked hard. Swallow down.

"Good boy." The warm touch swept over the tip of the nose, and the dragon corpse trembled in shock, and stared at the man who just kissed the tip of his nose.

"Then...can you let me hug you?" A handsome face is very close, with a faint crystal light reflected in the eyes, there is no perverted violence at all, exuding anti-humanity from the inside out tenderness.

The dragon corpse clenched the stool he was sitting on, what's wrong with this amnesia...so amiable all of a sudden?Gentle and pleasant?He took one more look at the handsome face under his eyelids, and was stabbed in the pit of his heart by the expectation that shot out from those eyes. He helplessly raised the little white flag, "Hug...hug."

Originally, he thought he would be strangled to death in that person's arms, but it turned out to be a cautious and gentle hug.

Dongxinan, who had been eating seriously, raised his head and glanced at the opposite side. From the corner of his eyes, he found that the little nephew was facing the opposite side, biting his chopsticks in a daze, and his ears were red.

Daoist Master held the bowl and chopsticks in his hand, stretched out his leg and touched him lightly, "What are you thinking?"

Zhou Yibei's face turned red, and the chopsticks almost slipped from his hands, "I...no...it's fine..."

"Can you sleep with me tonight?" Another wave of crit came from the opposite side.

The dragon corpse showed fear on his face, "Huh?"

Daoist Lu Ya said patiently and softly, "I want to sleep with you in my arms."

Is this still the person who committed domestic violence with me?The dragon corpse was in a daze for a moment, and for a moment he seriously confirmed his memory, doubting for a few seconds whether he was really delusional, and when he recovered, he had already been picked up.

After being put on the bed, the dragon corpse looked at Daoist Lu Ya who was taking off his clothes one by one, and felt a sense of crisis, "Want...to take off your clothes?"

"I want to be closer to you," Lu Ya threw away the last quilt and lay down on the bed, hugged him, "I know you are afraid, I won't take off your clothes, I just want to be closer to you... ...I haven't touched you for hundreds of years, and I always feel that you are far away from me."

The dragon corpse was hugged in a daze, is this really Lu Ya?The amnesiac who threw the half-dead him on the bed every time he finished his work?Looking back on that scene, Yuan Taki felt the chrysanthemum tighten, and the man next to him exuding heat was not so kind and gentle... and it was only three days old, so he couldn't just be so cowardly.

Lu Ya hugged him for a while, then suddenly moved, put a hand on the back of his neck, and pressed him closer to his arms, "Yuan Long, I really didn't snatch anyone else... You know I have a bad memory, I can’t always remember where you are, so I always want to lock you at home... Every time I see a back that looks like you, I think you ran out again, and I found you after I caught it back Even though I'm still at home, I'll let them all go... I know I'm wrong, I'll change it...Really."

"But I was imprisoned under Suo Longjing...you never looked for me..." Long Shi cared about this aggrievedly.

Lu Ya seemed to hesitate for a moment, and said helplessly: "Yuan Long... When you are not in front of me, I can't remember what you look like... I have looked for you, but I will forget what I am looking for, don't do it again." Leave me, okay? If you get lost again, I'm afraid I won't be able to find you. "

"How do you know that what you found now is the one you were looking for?" Long Shi recalled his own life, and made up a few small theaters in his head... Maybe he was just one of the bunch of lovers he left behind— ―The one who was beaten the worst.

Lu Ya grabbed his hand and put it on his left chest, "If you are not here, it will hurt here, and I will feel at ease when I see you."

"Then you kept beating me, and you almost killed me before I ran away," Long Shi rolled his eyes helplessly, his heart was already shaken, he felt Lu Ya's hand clamping his neck, subconsciously dodged in panic.

The big hand clamped his chin and forced him to raise his head. In the dimness, he saw a few golden lights. His mouth was blocked with lips. The dragon corpse wanted to struggle, but it was pressed firmly, and a hot breath came from it. The other party's mouth gushed out and went down his throat. Yuan Taki closed his eyes in horror, and it took a long time before he was released.

"I'll give you half of the Golden Crow Essence, and if I hurt you in the future, you can kill me," the breath from the man next to him was much cooler than before, and his voice became hoarse. The dragon corpse opened his eyes and sat up in shock. , "I don't want it, you take it back quickly."

"Don't be afraid, staying with you will do no harm to you, even if I kill myself, you will be fine with the remaining half, only I will die," Lu Ya said softly, hugging his waist.

"I don't want it, I know what the soul is, you leave the soul with me, if someone kills me, you will die too," the dragon corpse looked inside his dantian and wrapped his dragon inner alchemy. Golden Crow Essence, tried to drive away but there was no way.

"It's okay. I want to be with you all the time. I don't want to say goodbye to life or death. Don't leave again, okay?"

"I won't leave, even if you beat me to death, I won't leave either. You take the essence back, I beg you, anyone who is stronger can kill me, it's too dangerous for you to do this..." Three days to three days , is it okay for me to admit that I am cowardly?The dragon corpse clutched his stomach for fear that some of the Taoist's enemies would rush out from a corner and attack him unexpectedly.

"Yuan Long, I will guard you, no one dares to touch you," Dao Jun reached into the corpse demon's clothes and stroked slowly, "...Is this okay?"

"Lu Ya...um..." A certain dragon corpse that was captured bit its lower lip angrily, and it really was a sheep.

"Can it be?" Daojun's voice was tainted with a smile, his head got under his clothes, and he sucked his sensitive waist, "How about this?"

"Uh... um... um..." The dragon corpse held onto the bed sheet tightly, "Don't... um... You said you just hugged me to sleep, don't..."

"Sleep is a verb, fool."