Monster Psychology Clinic

Simon felt a pain in his ass, and this broken computer is becoming more and more straightforward now, and he doesn't know who he learned it from?

"My words are already reserved enough!" Qian Lan complained and retorted dissatisfiedly, "Go and look at the psychoanalysis books in my hard drive, the screen is full of XX and xx and koukou and oo, none of them can be read out Those who are not blocked, those who know know that I am reading psychology books, and those who do not know think that all I keep are yellow texts!"

Simon: ...I really am not the opponent of Xuefu 500t!

While the two were talking, Ming Huan had already arrived at the river beach of the Nie tribe.

The river beach has been occupied by a group of primitive people, and Master Zibai is still sitting in mid-air and posing in the air. At this moment, he is not as scared as before when he sees Ming Huan. !"

"Meow!"

The two great gods fought together, the clouds leaped over and bit each other, the earth-shattering ghosts and gods avoided, the thunderclouds billowed and the lightning slanted down in the distance, and the people nearby prostrated themselves on the ground and raised their hands in worship. The gods fight.

Qian Lan took the opportunity to say: "Master, let's run!"

"Run?" Simon also thinks it's a good idea. Now Ming Huan has obviously recovered, and his mana is even higher than in modern society, so he doesn't need to do anything by himself, especially if he comes back after fighting Even as a sacrifice, God knows what the big devil with a twisted heart will do!Even the psychiatrist Simon couldn't know.

However, it may be an unconscious effect, it may be a relationship in reality, or it may be a matter of the strength of the Nirvana tribe. The rope that traps Simon is so tight and strong that he can't break free at all!

Simon's hands were red, but he couldn't untie them at all.

Simon: "What to do!!"

Light blue: "Master, you didn't have this style before, why did you suddenly become weak and easy to overthrow? Shall I analyze it for you?"

Simon: ...you don't need light blue, you can do it.

Qian Lan obviously felt that she was not good enough, so she started the road of psychoanalysis.

"There is an old saying that your unconsciousness determines your destiny. Why your destiny is trapped here at this moment, at this time, is actually an unconscious wish!! Your unconsciousness, maybe it is urgent I'm hoping that something will happen to you from Xiao Hei, that's why it makes you tied up here..."

Simon: "It's really light blue, I know that you are more knowledgeable, read more than me and have a better grasp of professional knowledge than me, but it's really good!"

Light Blue: "No, no, Master, the more I think about it, the more reasonable it becomes. You must be gay!"

Simon was terrified: "Light blue, don't you..."

Light Blue: "Look, I'm right! Just admit it!"

Simon: ...

Simon can also think of the following dialogue with his toes.

It is simply a Freudian judgment: you are gay, if you admit it, of course you are; if you don’t admit it, this is resistance, which comes from unconscious resistance, why there is resistance because your unconscious is screaming. Agree and you don't want to admit it! !

Simon sighed, and spoke earnestly and earnestly, educating Qian Lan, an increasingly excellent assistant.

"Light blue, stop talking!"

"No! I have only just enjoyed the pleasure of picking up the scalpel of psychoanalysis!"

"Really, stop talking, you will run out of electricity if you talk about it!"

It was quiet for a second, and the light blue battery ran out...

In the second second, life was full of excitement, and Ming Huan came back.

The old patriarch ran up to Simon nimbly, untied him, and said to Ming Huan flatteringly, "Patron saint, he is yours!"

Simon: ...

Ming Huan looked indifferent, and said to the people who came around: "Everyone get out, don't bother me tonight!"

So the old patriarch called everyone to carry the young patriarch who was still in a coma waiting for treatment, and went out.

In the empty temple, there were only two people left.

Really empty.

Because this is the tallest building here - a building with several stone pillars piled up, with big stones in the middle, and no roof on it.

You can see the stars when you look up. This is the first time the two have met alone without interruption after they separated.

Ming Huan didn't know what to say for a while.

Simon rubbed his swollen wrist, and as a qualified psychiatrist, he broke the silence first.

"Are you...are you injured?"

As soon as he opened his mouth, he felt that the tone was really wrong. He pretended to be indifferent but his voice trembled a little.

Simon even wondered if the damn light blue had really been with him for a long time and turned into an excellent psychiatrist who could spy on his unconsciousness!

Although Ming Huan didn't know what to say, if he was asked, he would still answer: "I'm injured."

"Where is it? Oh my god, you're bleeding!" Simon saw blood running down Ming Huan's arm. He wanted to reach out and pull Ming Huan's arm to take a look, but Ming Huan grabbed his hand , pointing Simon's slender fingers towards his heart.

"It's very hurt here." Ming Huan's voice was hoarse and dull.

Simon was speechless.

"Did you raise another cat?" Ming Huan asked.

At this point, Simon couldn't make it up.In order to protect himself at the moment of the big bang, Ming Huan was blown up to a bloody mess, and he came to the cave period 3 years ago. When faced with this problem again, Simon persuaded himself to be sincere.

"Actually, it was fostered by a neighbor. I wanted to break it off with you, so I said it was my new cat."

Ming Huan's eyes lit up all of a sudden, he hugged Simon in his arms suddenly, buried his whole head on Simon's shoulder, and sniffed vigorously the scent from his beloved.

Ah, so satisfied and so happy at this moment.Wait, Simon just said that he wanted to make a clean break with himself? ?

If you don't have other cats, how can you just make a clean break like this?

Impossible, never possible!

Ming Huan made up his mind, he let Simon loose a bit.

Simon: Xiao Hei has grown up now... I am more sensible and know that it is strange for two men to hug each other... Ugh!

In the next second, Ming Huan kissed her.

Simon: "Damn...well..."

Simon struggled hard, but how could a mortal be the opponent of the Mozun, Ming Huan's arms were like iron hoops, tightly grasping his arms, and his body was also tightly against Simon at this moment, forcing him to a on a stone pillar.

There was no way for Simon to retreat, and he couldn't make it. His two lips were constantly sucked and bitten, and he could only clench his teeth.

But it took less than half a minute to clench your teeth like this, just...

He reacted to being sucked by the damn Ming Huan.

"Don't... um..." As soon as he spoke, the clenched teeth were pried open, and Ming Huan's soft tongue stuck in.

Simon: Fuck, why did I talk just now...

Then a cat-and-mouse game of chase, suck in, let go, and catch ensues.

Minghuan has no experience in kissing, but he is a cat and is naturally good at it.

After only two rounds, the numb feeling traveled all the way from his lips to Simon's body.

Struggling is also futile.

Resistance is also useless.

Simon broke the pot, let him go!

Ming Huan kept kissing, kept kissing, until he had kissed enough, and then slowly let go of the person in his arms.

The man's eyes were misty, his face was sleepwalking, his lips were bright red, a little swollen from being kissed at the moment, his lips were still slightly parted, as if he was subconsciously waiting for something.

Not only that, the man's body also honestly explained how satisfied he was with his kiss.

When Ming Huan just kissed, it was just an urgent longing, but now, when he saw the person in his arms like this, he found himself distraught.

"Simon... I like you." Ming Huan said in a low voice, "I like your voice, I like your appearance, I like you smiling at me, I like you getting angry at me, I like everything about you, everything!"

Simon glanced at Ming Huan, and he had completely given up his dignity as a human being in his heart.

He said weakly: "As long as you like it..."

Then the next second, he was hugged into the arms of that tall man again, this time, it was not just a simple kiss.

He used both hands and feet, and started to move around in this place where he didn't care about the sky or the ground.

The kiss ran from the lips to the chin, and raindrops fell on the neck, and then below the neck.

A fine sound came from the nostrils of the person in his arms, like hearing fairy music.

Then, he wanted more, everything about the person in his arms, everything about the polite young doctor he usually had.

Everything.

Then, Mozun encountered the strongest resistance in his life.

The man was almost punching and kicking, cursing and shouting, and finally threatened: "Damn bastard, I can't beat you. If you have to do this, I'll get another cat!"

The last sentence threatened Lord Mozun.

He was afraid of it, terribly afraid.

In the end, he had no choice but to let go of the disheveled, messy man who hadn't even reacted physically.

"I...I'm not what you think." Minghuan said insincerely in order to prevent Simon from raising other cats, "I just want to make you happy...they say you'll be more comfortable this way...really, I It's just to make you feel better... After all, as my shit-shoveling officer, it's important to maintain your mood."

"Get out!" Simon yelled.

Ming Huan was very tangled, he hesitated for a moment, and asked: "Can I show my original shape and get out?"

Simon was even more angry: "Get out!"

Then a black mist enveloped the tall man, and a moment later, a beautiful black cat appeared on the spot, it rolled, and then rolled into Simon's arms with a purr, four paws grabbed Simon's arm, Looking at him with wet green eyes, the furry claws and nails were all gathered in, leaving only the soft pads.

"Meow..." The black cat rubbed its head against Simon's arm.

Simon: "Don't even think about doing this!"

The black cat took its head and rubbed against Simon's arm again.

Simon let out a long sigh, feeling that he would never get better in this life, and even the treatment couldn't cure him!

Helplessly, he stretched out his hand full of sadness, and stroked the black cat's head.

It is so soft, the hair is so smooth, and the soft feeling spreads from the fingers to the bottom of the heart, and the bottom of the heart is also soft.

The black cat took advantage of the opportunity to get into Simon's clothes, and its smooth fur rubbed against his skin, making every pore of Simon feel extremely smooth and soft.

Simon burst into tears and was infinitely sad: he could resist the other party's strong body, charming love words, and even the desire in his own body, but he couldn't resist this wave of Mao Mao!Injustice!Injustice!