am i a devil

Wang Mo: "..."

Xun Ying: "..."

"I didn't mean to take advantage of you." Wang Mo said.

He was just about to take a step back to avoid his taking advantage of others, when he heard Xun Ying let out a muffled snort, little by little pearly light appeared around him, very beautiful.

Xun Ying put one hand on the ground, raised one hand and waved towards Wang Mo, beckoning him to wait, Wang Mo was then nailed to the spot and did not dare to move. Three views of the big scene.

A few minutes later, Xun Ying let out a long sigh of relief and got up from the ground.

"Brother, are you okay?" Wang Mo hurriedly greeted him.

"It's okay." Xun Ying nodded, feeling the need to explain his behavior to this frightened young man.

"I will consume a lot of spiritual energy before and after changing the shell, so I need to absorb the righteous energy between the heaven and the earth to repair myself just like before."

"Oh." Wang Mo nodded in response, half understanding.

"I should have avoided it just now. Did it delay your breathing...I mean breathing in."

Xun Ying: "..."

"No, when you just walked there, your aura seemed right," Xun Ying said.

"My knowledge is not deep, half of this kind of thing depends on luck, if you move, maybe the spiritual energy will not be able to get through, I don't know."

"That's it." Wang Mo thought for a while and nodded.

"In other words, this is metaphysics"

Xun Ying: "..."

"What's the matter with you?" Xun Ying then asked bluntly.

"Ah, I..." Wang Mo shrugged his quilt a little embarrassedly, and said hesitantly.

"Can I sleep with you? I'm scared."

"Afraid," Xun Ying repeated.

"En." Wang Mo hugged his little quilt tightly and nodded.

"But", Xun Ying thought for a while and said, "If you are afraid, why are you sleeping with me?"

Wang Mo: "..."

"Aren't you just afraid of me?" Xun Ying asked back, questioning Wang Mo's logical self-consistent ability awkwardly but politely.

Wang Mo: "..."

"I'm afraid of that big head." Wang Mo said with a crying expression.

"That's it." Xun Ying thought for a while, then nodded, his expression seemed to become lighter.

"Then come here."

-

So Wang Mo entered Xun Ying's bedroom with the quilt in his arms.

This bungalow has never been remodeled, and it still has the rhythm of a kang, which is rare in the city now, which makes Wang Mo, a city kid, feel a sense of freshness.

However, he still consciously put his bedroll on the ground.

Xun Ying: "..."

"I'll just lay the floor." Wang Mo said softly.

"Bungalows are not good, the ground is too cold." Xun Ying shook his head, picked up Wang Mo's bedroll from the ground with a very senior temperament, and put it on the kang after a few flutters.

"But, won't this disturb you?" Wang Mo said embarrassedly.

"No, isn't this half of the kang enough for us to sleep?" Xun Ying said.

Indeed, because it is a heated kang, the area is very large. Although it is not as big as the [-]-square-meter bed in the president's article, if it is used as a bed to sleep, it is not a problem to sleep four or five young men. Yes, not to mention only sleeping two.

"Then I won't be polite." Wang Mo said, and slipped into the bed that Xun Ying had made for him.

Because of his background, Wang Mo is still very adaptable to group life. Just now, he baked the pancakes on the bed for a long time because of fear, but now he felt that he had come to a safe place. As soon as he touched the pillow, he fell asleep quickly.

Relatively speaking, Xun Ying seems to be less accustomed to collective life than Wang Mo.

In fact, during these countless years, he has always been alone.

He put his hands behind his head and lay flat on the large heated kang. He could hear Wang Mo's little snoring sound in his ears all the time. He was used to it, and it actually had a hypnotic effect.

So Xun Ying fell asleep amidst the small snores.

-

Xun Ying had a dream.

In the dream, I have short arms and short legs, and I still look like a child.

When his chubby body was pushed, he pushed into a cave so deep that even a grown man, let alone a child, could not climb up by himself.

With short legs, Xun Ying crawled on the net in vain. After climbing a few steps, he would slide down again like a slide.

I must climb up.

Xun Ying in the dream had a very firm subconscious mind, and he struggled desperately upwards.

At this moment, he heard a very heavy breathing sound from behind him. The voice was hoarse and rapid, as if it was a fierce beast that was about to come out in the dark jungle!

Xun Ying's eyes widened, and he looked behind him in horror.

In the depths of the empty and deep cave, suddenly, a pair of ghostly eyes lit up!Like a lantern hanging at the gate of hell, with the wind, it swayed and floated towards him!

"Ah!"

Xun Ying shuddered, and sat up from the kang with a squid.

"Ouch!"

In the darkness, he heard the muffled voice of a man.

Xun Ying was startled, but immediately realized what was going on. That night, he was with his junior brother who was afraid of ghosts.

Xun Ying turned on the light, and saw Wang Mo rolling to the ground in a rather dramatic gesture. Fortunately, because he was wrapped in the blanket and rolled together, he didn't fall. My little quilt, sitting on the ground and looking at Xun Ying.

Xun Ying: "..."

"Sorry, I had a nightmare, and I got violent." Xun Ying said, reaching out to pull Wang Mo up.

"Oh, did I disturb you by snoring?" Wang Mo said embarrassedly while holding Xun Ying's hand to use his strength to stand up.

Xun Ying didn't speak, but felt that there was a possibility in his heart. Maybe Wang Mo's snoring reminded him of the previous incident, but is such a soft little snoring really worth it?

"Did it break?" Xun Ying let go of this point and asked intently observing Wang Mo's situation.

"Probably not, it's wrapped in a quilt." Wang Mo's tone sounded a bit strange, "But I feel a little pain in all my bones, ouch!"

As Wang Mo said, he stood up straight and knocked his head on a basket hanging from the beam of the house.

"Why is this basket so low?" Wang Mo muttered in confusion. He obviously couldn't reach the basket when he came in to sleep.

"It's not that the basket is low." Xun Ying said, got off the kang, stood with Wang Mo, and looked into his eyes.

"It's you who have grown up." Xun Ying said.

Wang Mo: 23, run away.