Jinmu Qingli

"Yes..." Mu Qingli choked up and said, salty tears flowed into his mouth, but he just wanted to say yes at the moment, no matter whether he was Yu Jinxian or king, he knew that this person was called JK, but He just wanted to express it.

"Yes...don't go yet...everything you said is there..."

JK raised the corners of his mouth, covered Mu Qingli's head with his cold hands, and stroked Mu Qingli's head, "Then let me tell you how I feel about you."

Mu Qingli nodded vigorously on JK's chest, unwilling to miss every word.

"You and my north and south, my west and east. It is the meaning of my work and rest. It is my day and night, the content of singing and talking..."

Mu Qingli was startled, then raised her head stiffly----

Boom --------------

The door of the room was opened, and in a blink of an eye, it was Jin.Mu Qingli hugged JK who was becoming more and more transparent, and when two similar people appeared in front of him who were also his favorites, Mu Qingli would never forget this moment in his life.

Jin's blood-red eyes fixedly stared at Mu Qingli in front of him, and unknown emotions were brewing in those deep eyes.

"Jin..." Mu Qingli called softly in a daze.

"Jin, how could you really fall in love with me? Gentle angel." JK gently pushed Mu Qingli away, and his translucent body got off the bed with difficulty.

"JK-----" Mu Qingli looked at JK, a little worried, not clear about the situation in front of him.

"JK, how can you be serious like you? A wicked demon." King looked at the weak spirit body in front of him expressionlessly, just like he looked at himself when he looked in the mirror, but this time it showed another side of himself one side.

"But what is noncommittal is..." JK walked towards the standing king.

"There is a common medium." King looked at JK who walked in, took a step forward, and the two instantly became one person.

Mu Qingli looked at the scene in front of him in disbelief, the air was frozen in an instant, unable to recover for a long time.

"JK, it's me, I'm JK." Lasombra Jin king walked slowly into Mu Qingli, "J stands for Jin, and K stands for king."

Mu Qingli looked at the man who had changed dramatically in front of him. His left eye had black pupils, and his right eye had blood-red pupils. It was as if a person was divided into two personalities. It was obviously a contradictory body, but when they were combined together, they were completely different. exactly.

"You can fall in love with two of me at the same time, Qingli, do you still love me?"

do you still love me?

The long-lost address, Mu Qingli looked at the strange yet familiar person in front of him, he was handsome and sickly, his bright red lips hooked into an arc, and his frightened and bewildered face was reflected in his eyes, there was no trace of outsiders in the dark room The light, the sun has long since set.

The kerosene lamp by the bed was lit in the gorgeous lampshade, illuminating all the handsome facial features of the man in front of him, flawless and not picky.

"Yu Jinxian..." Are you?Or are you not?

The man sneered, "Why do you want this person so much, why do you still come to me? The current Lasombra Jin king."

Mu Qingli's tears couldn't stop flowing, the night came so early today, so early that he thought he was the only one in the whole world, so early that the darkness wiped out all those who loved him, leaving only this person in front of him.

"Hey, I'm here tonight, what are you afraid of?" King approached Mu Qingli, knelt on the bed with one knee, pinched Mu Qingli's chin with his slender fingers, leaned close to Mu Qingli's neck, and whispered, "You There is no need to be afraid, because I am what you should be afraid of."

Mu Qingli was too frightened to make a sound, his body trembled, and his eyes were full of despair. He never thought that the person in front of him was so dark.

King picked apart Mu Qingli's ribbon with his fingers, and unbuttoned the white lining one by one. The clothes gradually slipped off, and Mu Qingli's left shoulder was exposed. The cold air invaded his skin, and Mu Qingli shivered.

King stretched out his tongue to lick Mu Qingli's white and smooth skin, enjoying the trembling of the person in front of him, and his sharp fangs rubbed against Mu Qingli's smooth neck, sliding down inch by inch without stabbing immediately. This kind of psychological tactic, what he wants is for the other party to surrender to him with body and mind, what he got now is just not enough.