Internet celebrity is a cute pet

Qingli's hand that was picking his butt was suddenly stunned, and he raised his head and said in surprise: "Huh?"

Wei Song put his hand on his lips, coughed lightly, then suppressed it abruptly, raised his head and said to Qingli, "Qingmang's behavior has been a bit erratic recently, he always talks about... rambunctious things, and wears strange clothes. Strange clothes. He wasn't like this before, I wonder if he bumped into something unclean?"

Qingli rubbed his long tail on the chair, lowered his head and thought for a while.Although Long Jiu Yuanshen's appearance is good-looking, his dress taste is a bit out of the ordinary.In the words of the people at that time, it means having personality.Young men and women may feel that they have individuality and ideas, and they are so cool that they have no friends.But if you are a little conservative in thinking, you will think that what the hell are you wearing.

For example, Long Jiu once wore the mysterious armor he was most proud of and swayed in front of the Taishang Laojun. The Taishang Laojun shook his head, saying that the nine sons of the Dragon King just let Lao Jiu go bad. .

In a word, in the eyes of the elders, Long Jiu is a bad boy.In the eyes of young people, he is a youth idol who does not take an unusual path.The girls screamed for it, and the boys regarded it as a benchmark.

A person like Wei Song who can be called a rigorous, decent and modest gentleman, seeing Long Jiu's outfit, can't say he hates it, and he will definitely stay away from it.In the past, he had always trained Long Jiu according to his own pattern. Who knew that in the blink of an eye, Long Jiu would change from a good-natured baby to a wild and unrestrained troubled boy. It's strange that Wei Song could stand it.

Qingli guessed that Long Jiu had used too much force, taking out all the love skills he had mastered before.Little did he know that Wei Song didn't like this, if he wanted to impress his heart, he had to make him understand slowly and subtly.Either use the most serious pursuit method, a confession, and break his defenses one by one.

However, both of these methods require a certain amount of time and effort.Long Jiu couldn't wait that long, because Wei Song's illness couldn't be delayed.He had to use a quick and effective method, but it turned out that this quick and effective method had no effect.That's why Wei Song came to look for Qingli today, he felt that Long Jiu might really have gone against evil.

Thinking of this, Qingli couldn't help but laugh wildly in his heart, but he didn't show it.Because of this matter, Long Jiu was devastated.Watching all kinds of news he posts every day, on the one hand, I am worried about Wei Song's health, and on the other hand, I am at a loss for my lack of progress and hitting walls everywhere.

Qingli's foxy eyes rolled, he felt that if he wanted Long Jiu to take down Wei Song's defense, it would be absolutely impossible to rely on his previous methods.Since then, all Wei Song needs is sincerity, right?But there is no one in this world who is more sincere than Long Jiu, but...he didn't use this sincerity in the right way.

Qingli sighed slightly, and said helplessly, "Brother Wei, originally I shouldn't talk about this matter. But..."

Seeing that Qingli's expression was not right, Wei Song immediately asked, "It's okay for Qingli to say so, I just want to know... What's wrong with Qingmang? Is something really wrong?"

Qingli pondered for a moment, then said as if suddenly made up his mind: "Yes, something happened to Long Jiu."

"What?" Wei Song stood up abruptly, and started to cough again, coughing non-stop.Qingli got up and helped him to sit down, and while helping him to beat his back, he said: "Brother Wei, don't worry, although something happened to Long Jiu, it's not because of evil, but because his primordial spirit is going to return. seat."

Wei Song suppressed his cough, took a few deep breaths, and said, "Returning the primordial spirit? What is that?"

Qingli explained: "Long Jiu was originally the ninth son of the ancient fairy beast dragon, because... because he helped a friend survive the calamity, he hurt the soul, which caused the soul to be damaged and lost all his memories. Now he is in your After taking good care of him, his body gradually recovered, and now he has practiced immortal arts, so the primordial spirit will slowly return to its place. But..."

Looking at Wei Song's expectant and worried expression, Qingli went on to say: "However, Long Jiu's primordial spirit is extremely yang and pure, but his current body is a bit weak. There is no way to bear the soul of the most yang and pure soul, so there will be this series of reactions. It is because there is nowhere to release these yang and pure qi, and... moreover, if he has not been able to find a breakthrough for release, I am afraid……"

Wei Song was in a hurry, but Qingli's hesitant and intermittent way of speaking really made him sweat.Wei Song grabbed Qingli's wrist and asked urgently, "I'm afraid? I'm afraid what will happen?"

Qingli sighed heavily, and said: "I'm afraid... at least, the primordial spirit will disperse and become an ordinary person, or at worst...explode the body and die, even the three souls and seven souls will be dissipated."

Wei Song was stunned for a long time, and finally sat back on the sofa dejectedly.Finally, he murmured softly: "This...how can this be done? He...why didn't he mention it to me?"

Qingli said: "How did you ask him to mention it to you? Did you have mental preparations for saying that he was about to explode and die? What's more, there is no solution to this matter, he just...doesn't want you to worry. "

When Wei Song heard that there was a solution, his eyes became lively again.He immediately asked Qingli: "How to solve it?"

Qingli began to hesitate to speak again, Wei Song was almost dying of anxiety.With his tepid temperament, Qingli can also feel that he is sincerely kind to Long Jiu if he can be so anxious for Long Jiu.I just don't know if this sincerity can develop into the kind of feelings that Long Jiu wants, but...it's hard to say.In fact, since the original intention of the two people is to treat each other well, there is no harm in giving it a try.What's more, doing this is also for the sake of Wei Song's body.

The fox spirit Qingli prayed silently in his heart, begging the fox king and ancestors to forgive him, and started running around the planet with his mouth full again, and said: "Find a human being with a weaker body to have sex with, and release the excessive yang energy, and the body will gradually improve. And he must always be loving. Only in this way can his primordial spirit return to its place smoothly. After the primordial spirit adapts to his physical body, it will not cause any serious problems. It may be because of this reason... Long Nine him, will subconsciously do some upside-down things to you?"

Qingli pondered, then raised his head and smiled, and said to Wei Song: "I'm just guessing, maybe he's a little anxious to find a suitable partner for a while. You don't need to worry about it, wait until he finds it." , maybe... I won't piss you off anymore. It's just that... the Yuanshen is coming violently, but I don't know how many days he can last. Sigh..."

Hearing this, Wei Song's face no longer knew how to describe it.From the worry at the beginning, to the fear later, to the unknown meaning later, but finally calmed down.He raised his head and asked Qingli: "Is that the only way?"

Qingli nodded firmly: "That's the only way..."

Wei Song nodded silently, got up and did not forget to say something to Qingli: "Thank you Qingli for your guidance." After speaking, he left Qingli's room in a daze, his mind was constantly replaying what Qingli just said.Weak body, weak body.Isn't he a weak body?If this half-dead and weak body can do anything for Qingmang, then... even if he dies, he will have no regrets.

Thinking of the past few days, Long Jiu cut his pulse and bled himself to save himself, even disregarding his own life.What's the point of doing this for him?Returning to the room, Wei Song watched the sun go down. He found a close-fitting white dress that he thought was a bit frivolous when he was young, and went into the bathroom to take a hot bath carefully.

After Wei Song left, Qingli finally took off the fake expression on his face, and happily sent a message to Long Jiu: "I can only help you here, take good care of it."

Long Jiu looked puzzled, and ignored Qingli's unreasonable troubles.

And when Zou Yi came in, what he saw was Qingli's excited face sending a message.He frowned, and said, "What you said just now was a lie to Brother Wei, right?"

Qingli put down the communicator and said: "How can it be called cheating, I'm just helping him. If he doesn't want Long Jiu, his health will get worse and worse. He is so stubborn and refuses to drink Long Jiu's blood. Sooner or later your body will collapse if you go down. This is Long Jiu's wish, and it is also for his own good. Sometimes it is necessary to use some small tricks."

Zou Yi nodded lightly after hearing Qingli's words, and asked, "Is your butt not itchy anymore?"

Qingli, who had just forgotten about the itchy buttocks, immediately came back to his senses. He suddenly covered his buttocks and shouted loudly: "Itchy, itchy, itchy! It's so itchy! Two tails grow at the same time, itchy! Die!"

Zou Yi stepped forward to slap his ass and slapped him hard: "If it wasn't for your good intentions, I must teach you a lesson today! When did you lie so calmly? Why didn't I know you still Have this ability?"

Qingli chuckled dryly: "This, this... ah, it tickles me to death!"

Zou Yi: ...

But when Long Jiu returned to the room, he was about to muster up the courage to try his [-]th move and encounter guide again when he became more and more frustrated.He himself felt that this trick was useless, and Brother Song would definitely think that he had bled too much and was talking nonsense, right?Alas, what can be done.Is it really necessary to force him?No, I can't do that.Or tell him the truth?No, Brother Song won't force himself to be with me just for the sake of his own body.

Long Jiugang wanted to turn around and leave in a fit of anger, but he heard a clear but somewhat weak voice from inside the room: "Qingmang, come in!"

Long Jiu was startled, pushed the door open and walked into the room.Looking up, he saw a handsome man in white underwear standing in front of the bed. He was pale and thin.His facial features are handsome, and his lips are sickly red.His jade-colored face was a little pink, and the water vapor was still steaming around his ears, obviously he had just finished taking a bath.He suddenly thought of a poem that someone liked to describe him in the past, and he felt that this poem was perfect for Wei Song: Mr. Moshang is as good as a jade.