my lover is not human

The customer came to the flower shop the next morning, and it happened that the flower shop was closed.

"Isn't the store open today?" Someone wondered.

Mu Yuan said without changing his expression: "He is not feeling well, take him to the hospital."

The guest's gaze fell on the person in his arms embraced by his princess. The young man leaned against his shoulder with his eyes closed. His face looked a little pale, but it was very moist. With a soft face, hanging arms and calves draped in the crook of his arms, White as jade, like a porcelain doll.

Realizing that it was inappropriate to look at him like this, the guest said, "Do you need help calling a taxi?"

"Need not."

He hugged the man and walked straight away. When there were fewer people around, the young man who was lying in his arms and pretending to be dead immediately opened his eyes and twisted his waist: "You just went to the hospital."

"Well, I'll go."

"Humph."

Snorting dissatisfiedly, Ling Bo rubbed his chest, adjusted his posture and continued to sleep.

Hold it in the air like this, and it will be more comfortable in a certain overused place.

After tossing all night, he was groggy and just wanted to sleep. His body swayed slightly as someone walked. .

After being harassed by the suffocating kiss and waking up, the dinner table was already filled with delicious dinner, he rubbed his eyes: "Why am I sleeping here?"

Mu Yuan said: "The floor is too hard, it's more comfortable here."

Looking at the soft sofa under him, Ling Bo nodded knowingly, got up and went to eat.

Even if the previous troubles were gone, he didn't buy another bed. Maybe he got used to it after a long time, or maybe he needed something missing to make it feel real, like a home, a home for two people.

Mu Yuan lived here.

Two people go to work in the flower shop when they are free, go out to play when they are bored, stay at home when they are lazy, and do what they like to do. Life is plain and full of fun. Of course, it would be better if someone has some sense of proportion in some aspects.

That person always comes up to kiss regardless of the occasion, when he wakes up in the morning, when eating, when going out, especially when he is in the flower shop, it seems that he deliberately wants to show someone. The kiss lasts for a long time, which makes the shop angry Li Ke looked at him with ambiguous eyes.

I don't know why, after the relationship between the two was made public, Ling Bo found that there were more girls in the store who admired Mu Yuan than ever before, seeing him embarrassed by being kissed, they were still booing along with him.

Finally, after chasing away a lot of girls and closing the shop, Ling Bo blushed from being ridiculed, turned around and complained to someone: "Can you stop kissing me every now and then?"

Mu Yuan said: "I can't."

"..."

"There is a reward."

Ling Bo looked suspicious: "What?"

He took out a box of sweet-scented osmanthus cake from behind the counter, Ling Bo's eyes lit up immediately, he snorted pretentiously, and carried the box into his arms.

After that, Ling Bo could eat sweet-scented osmanthus cake almost every day. In order to prevent him from getting tired of eating, he limited it every day.

Mu Yuan never said where the sweet-scented osmanthus cake came from, and the boy's curiosity was not answered until another divine lower realm.

One day, opposite his flower shop, a new shop selling sweet-scented osmanthus cakes was opened, and the owner was the sweet-scented osmanthus god who always looked down on him.

"It was not good for her to guard the sweet-scented osmanthus grove, and she participated in human affairs without authorization, and was sentenced to 30 years in prison."

The God of Rose leaned against the door of the flower shop, looked at the pastry shop with a good business opposite, and looked back at the person behind the counter of the flower shop: "Is he the one who stole the flowers?"

Ling Bo nodded: "It should be."

Suddenly he was slapped on the back of the head, he turned his head in doubt, and Rose said magically: "If you are half as smart as him, you won't be demoted to the lower world for stealing a flower." What's more, you failed to steal.

"..."

"Want to go back?"

The boy was taken aback by the question, then shook his head: "I'm glad I went to steal the flowers at that time."

Then met him.

The Rose God gave him a vague look, sighed helplessly, stuffed a bead into his hand, and disappeared in front of the store in a blink of an eye.

The tentacles were round and smooth, a completely transparent bead, Ling Bo looked at it puzzled, the bead in the palm of his hand suddenly shone brightly, and a few lines of words appeared in front of his eyes.

Liuli Bird, Mu Yuan, divine book.

divine book?

The young man stared suddenly, subconsciously looked into the store, turned his head and looked down, it was the life of the man.

Born as a yellow-bellied glass, transformed into a human form in 300 years, practiced for thousands of years to achieve great success, was guided by the heavens, unwilling to be bound, received 81 thunderstorms, and regained her demon body...

The light in front of him suddenly went out, the beads in his hand had been snatched away, and only a back was left after turning around, he quickly followed in.

"This... this is?" He suddenly became incoherent, "Why have you never said these things?"

"It doesn't matter."

He said it lightly, but Ling Bo suddenly froze.

With the body of a demon, it is no wonder that he can enter the heaven at will.

A demon who cultivates to become a fairy must enter the heaven to take office and be under the jurisdiction of the heaven. He does not want to be bound, so he would rather be under the thunder of heaven and stay in the demon world.

When we first met, he shouldn't have easily fallen into his hands with his monster power. If he had just been hit by a thunderstorm and his body was weak, he would naturally not be able to break free.

Thinking of what he had done, Ling Bo felt a dull pain in his heart, walked around behind the counter, and hugged him tightly: "I will give you as much flower dew as you want from now on."

"..."

"I'll give you flowers too."

Mu Yuan chuckled: "Isn't it already given? The best one."

The boy's face was slightly red, but instead of pushing him away like before, he hugged him even tighter.

Mu Yuan had no choice but to hold his head that was rubbing around, but before he could move, the boy suddenly stepped on his feet and kissed him.

Uncommonly bold, tentative lips and tongue with trepidation, eyelashes trembling uncomfortably, jerky tossing his head, Mu Yuan's eyes darkened, and he clasped the back of his head, deepening the kiss.

Ling Bo responded enthusiastically, and then pushed the person away before completely sinking in.

A customer came into the shop.

In order to avoid closing the shop again in the morning, this time the boy closed the shop before getting off work.

The last time I was tossed until my whole body was sore and weak, my legs and feet trembled, and the endless exercise is still fresh in my memory. It really didn't feel good.

Shivering with lingering fear, he locked the shop door and turned around, his eyes fell on the pastry shop opposite, the situation was the same as when he first came, there were some little demons gathered around the fragrant shop, and there were some The scruples did not dare to approach, the people who were busy in the shop, without their luxurious green robes and simple modern attire, their expressions were no longer arrogant, showing a bit of innocence.

Mu Yuan embraced his shoulder from behind: "Go and see?"

Ling Bo shook his head and said with a smile: "She probably won't want to see me, let's go, let's go somewhere else."

The hand on the shoulder was taken off by the young man and held in his palm. The figure walking forward walked briskly. Mu Yuan turned his head to look at the opposite side, and finally withdrew his gaze and let him drag him away.

At the end of the alleyway, there was an unchanging solid wooden gate, and the hands that were held together turned into interlocking fingers at some point, and the two backs that were close together were hidden in the broken incense sticks at the same time, revealing the figure of another person.

The moment Ling Bo pushed the door open, he happened to pass by the person who came out of the door. The person had long hair hanging loose and was wearing a long veil with wide sleeves. His eyes touched that face. The young man was stunned, "This person It's not the actor..."

The unfinished words were staggered back, and when he stood still, the door was closed, and no one could be seen outside.

"Shouldn't I just take a look? Are you jealous? You're so stingy." Although he complained, the boy spontaneously hugged his arm.

Mu Yuan was very pleased with this kind of acting like a baby, and the corners of his mouth curved slightly inaudibly.

Behind the marble counter in the broken incense stick, the busy front desk boy inadvertently turned around, his face was covered in dog food, and he sighed helplessly, so as not to be blinded again, he silently put on a pair of black-rimmed glasses. The actor just now fell.

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