Bingshan Yujie is a soft and cute monster

Lin Mo hugged the little panda and waited under the candle lamp, almost falling asleep.

The wooden door was suddenly pushed open, and Lynn Yuan came over with a big stride, carrying a black mousetrap, followed by a chattering big tortoise, excitedly saying: "I caught it!"

The little old man asked for credit, "If I hadn't reacted quickly, I would have been escaped by it. How about it? Am I very powerful?"

Lynn Yuan added behind him: "I told the big tortoise that there was something going on, and woke him up. He picked up the hoe and waved it wildly, and happened to bump into the fleeing flying squirrel, and the flying squirrel got back into the cage again in fright. .”

Lin Mo burst out laughing, she could imagine the scene, the reckless big tortoise met the panicked flying squirrel, and the two monsters met on a narrow road.

Lin Mo gave a thumbs up to the little old man and Lynn Yuan, and said with a smile, "You are all very good, I will treat you to a meal at noon tomorrow."

Lynn Yuan's face was reddish, a little embarrassed: "Then I'll go back first, Lynn Ball is still waiting for me to go home."

The little old man also waved his hand and said: "I also went back and took my grandson out for a walk. I just squatted there for so long, and my limbs are sore. I need to move around. Little bamboo, I like to eat grass, remember to prepare more tomorrow Just order delicious and tender vegetarian dishes."

Lin Mo nodded in agreement, and the two put down the black mousetrap, turned around and walked out.

A black mousetrap was placed on a wooden table, containing a shivering flying squirrel.

Its back is covered with gray-brown hair, its belly is gray-white, and its four legs are orange-red. Its stomach is bulging, as if it has a ball in it, and green juice is still stained under its mouth. Very wide, very cute, and there is a kind of helplessness in the two big eyes.

Not to mention how innocent she looks.

Heh, if she didn't know that this flying squirrel ate four haystacks and harmed so many fruit trees, she would have been deceived by its appearance.

Lin Mo picked up the pen and asked coldly, "Name?"

The flying squirrel made a weird chirping sound and started bumping around in the cage.

Lin Mo tapped the cage with a pen, with a fierce expression on his face: "Be lenient when you confess, and strict when you resist."

The little panda in Lin Mo's arms hooked lightly with its bear paw, and the body of the flying squirrel was suddenly bound by spiritual energy, and with a clatter, it collapsed in the cage.

The flying squirrel looked dumbfounded: "Chichi~"

Lin Mo nodded and recorded that the name of the criminal demon was Jiji, and then asked, "Why did you steal so much? Are you a single mouse or a gang? Did you premeditate?"

The flying squirrel hiccupped, and said blankly, "Jee~"

Lin Mo thought for a while, and wrote down in the small notebook seriously.

——The reason for stealing food is due to hunger, and it is suspected that a single mouse committed the crime, and the reason for the crime is unknown.

The little panda in his arms looked at Lin Mo's writing, and suddenly his chubby body moved, Lin Mo grabbed the fluttering little fluffy ball with one hand, and said softly, "Don't move, the interrogation will be over in a while. "

The little panda broke free from Lin Mo's body and turned into a little loli, with a slightly baby fat face, delicate features, red lips and white teeth, and the cold frost and snow between the eyebrows that could not be blown away. It was clearly a miniature version of Mo Jin.

Lin Mo stopped the nib, and said with surprise, "Has your body recovered?"

Mo Jin nodded, and sat on the chair opposite Lin Mo. Because her legs were not long enough, both legs were hanging above it, which made people want to hug her and spin her around.

Mo Jin said seriously: "Now I can mobilize part of my spiritual energy to temporarily restore my human form, but it's not stable yet, and I may still turn into a little panda at any time."

Lin Mo nodded: "Don't worry, I'm here for everything."

Mo Jin hummed lightly, opened the black squirrel cage, lifted the tail of the flying squirrel inside, and grabbed it out.

The flying squirrel was in Mo Jin's hands, as if seeing a cat, its body trembled, and it dared not move.

Lin Mo followed Mo Jin out of the cabin, not understanding why Mo Jin suddenly grabbed the flying squirrel.

Mo Jin walked into the yard and flicked the tail of the flying squirrel. The flying squirrel stood upside down, its mouth was forced to open wide, and the food stored in its stomach began to pour out uncontrollably. A piece of wheatgrass slowly fell from the flying squirrel's It slipped out of the mouth, followed by a crash, as if a certain mechanism had been activated, and the flying squirrel began to pour grass out of its mouth frantically.

A hill of wheatgrass poured out from the mouth of the flying squirrel, and soon two piles of timothy grass and alfalfa grass poured out.

Lin Mo was dumbfounded. This flying squirrel is too good at hiding food. There are so many things that can't be digested in the stomach, and it's not afraid of dying.

Just when Lin Mo thought that the food in the flying squirrel's stomach had been emptied, Mo Jin squeezed the flying squirrel's tail, shook it a few more times, and shook out a pile of young leaves as high as a hill.

The belly of the flying squirrel deflated visibly, the whole mouse was dazzled and fell to the ground in a daze.

Lin Mo squatted on the ground and poked the mouse's belly. It was like a large compressed bag.

After washing his hands, Mo Jin walked to Lin Mo's side: "It's almost winter on the island, summer is coming to an end, and autumn is short. This flying squirrel probably ate so much grass to save some food for winter. However, these grasses have not been digested by the gastric juice of the flying squirrel, so they should still be usable. Don’t hit the stomach of the flying squirrel. This is a skill that the flying squirrel has. Even if you kill it, the mouse will not become a storage bag. "

Lin Mo didn't expect Mo Jin to see through his little thoughts again, stood up from the ground, and sneered: "Then what's the use of keeping this mouse?"

We can't let this mouse go, just wait for it to come to steal food again.

"There is something on the flying squirrel that can be used as a medicinal material. It is called Wulingzhi in traditional Chinese medicine. The outside world has been buying it. You can check it on the official website. There should be a place to buy it."

Lin Mo took the little bee down, glanced at it, and there was indeed a purchase point on the official website in the seller's system. When he clicked on it, there was Wulingzhi in the front list, which was worth 100 shells per catty. Lin Mo opened it Detailed introduction-Wulingzhi, also known as Yaoben, Hanhao insect feces, Lingzhi, is the dried feces of the compound toothed flying squirrel.

Lin Mo: ...

Anyone want this kind of thing?

She doesn't really want to collect it now, Lin Mo looked confused, and finally decided to put the flying squirrel in the cage first, and then plan tomorrow morning.

After Lin Mo washed his hands, he bent down and said to little loli Mo Jin, "I'll make arrangements for this mouse tomorrow. I'll carry you back to the house. It's windy outside, so don't freeze."

Mo Jin stretched out his hand and let Lin Mo embrace him.

Lin Mo embraced her, pushed open the door, put Mo Jin on the bed, and took off her shoes.

Mo Jin raised his leg and touched Lin Mo's arm.

Lin Mo looked up, thinking that Mo Jin was being naughty, his eyes were full of smiles: "What's wrong?"

Mo Jin stood on the bed, with his arms around Lin Mo's neck, his face was serious, and his eyes were full of seriousness: "Come here and give you the medicine."

The prudish little lolita is so cute.

Lin Mo couldn't help it, and gently pinched Mo Jin's tender cheeks, which were soft and smooth, like pinching a piece of tofu: "It's so cute."

Mo Jin's pupils dilated slightly, as if he didn't expect Lin Mo to touch her suddenly.

Lin Mo let go of his hand, and found that there was a red mark accidentally left on Mo Jin's face, and hastily rubbed it twice: "It didn't hurt you."

Mo Jin shook his head, a little annoyed, Lin Mo just pinched her face just because he was taller than her.

She reached out her hand and pinched Lin Mo's face as well.

Mo Jin didn't use much force in his hand, and it didn't hurt, but when Lin Mo was pinched by her, he felt his whole face was scalded, his heart beat faster, and he froze in place.

Damn, Mo Jin is still a little lolita now, she can't have that kind of thoughts about the little lolita.

Mo Jin didn't know what Lin Mo was thinking, pinched Lin Mo's face, felt that it felt good, and squeezed both hands together.

Lin Mo raised his hand, held Mo Jin's hand, and said with a serious face: "Don't make trouble anymore, make trouble again..."

Just halfway through Lin Mo's words, Mo Jin's forehead touched hers, and their breaths were intertwined, very close and ambiguous.

Lin Mo's gaze was fixed on Mo Jin's pink and tender cherry lips, which looked like magnificent petals that had just bloomed. The tip of her tongue lightly touched the palate, and she lost her mind for a moment, and all the thoughts in her mind were tied up.

Reason prevailed in the end, Mo Jin is still a little loli, isn't she taking advantage of others?

Lin Mo took a step back in a panic, turned around, his eyes fell on the open wooden door in a panic, and said quickly, "I'll go and close the door."

Mo Jin's face was dyed a nice blush, her eyes were moist, her red lips were slightly parted, her gaze was absent for a moment, she almost kissed Lin Mo's mouth just now.

She lowered her head and twirled her fingers. She remembered that the last time she touched her, Lin Mo's lips were much softer than her face, and they were also very elastic. The kiss should be different from the forehead, but it's a pity that she didn't.

Lin Mo walked to the door, and was blown by the cold wind at the door. All the thoughts in his head were blown away, and the thin sweat on his back was also dried. He felt a little cold and couldn't help shivering.

She closed the door, walked to the table and wanted to pick up the teacup and pour a glass of water, only to remember that she had put away the broken porcelain pieces that were damaged by the big turtle during the day, before she had time to change the tea set, and now her heart was so hot that she could only lick it dry corners of the lips.

It's all the fault of the big tortoise, if it hadn't broken the teacup, when she felt that way about little Loli Mojin, she wouldn't even have to drink her saliva.

Lin Mo sighed inwardly, looked up and saw that Mo Jin looked normal, holding a medicine bottle in her hand, but she felt a little flustered, she didn't dare to look directly at Mo Jin, and asked cautiously: "Why don't you take the medicine today? I feel much better physically, and when I looked in the mirror before, the red marks on my neck were almost invisible."

Mo Jin raised his face and said coldly, "No, come here and give you medicine."

The cold little bun's face didn't look as cute as before.

Lin Mo had no choice but to be obedient, took off her shoes, lay down on the bed, stripped off her clothes, revealing her smooth and jade-like back.

Mo Jin squeezed the potion and applied it on the red marks that were about to disappear. Her tender little hands gently spread the potion evenly with gentle and slow movements. Even so, after applying the potion, another thin layer appeared on Lin Mo's back. sweat.

Mo Jin helped Lin Mo pull up his clothes, and asked softly, "Does it hurt?"

Lin Mo shook his head quickly: "It doesn't hurt at all."

"Okay, let's sleep."

She sat up, blew out the candle beside the bed, hugged Mo Jin, lay down under the quilt, and soon fell into a deep sleep.

In the middle of the night, Mo Jin secretly kissed Lin Mo's lips lightly.