The blood clan boss was sucked blood by the opponent's light god

Shang Lai looked down at Xia Mixun's eyes, looked back tit-for-tat, lowered his eyelids, and moved his eyes to Xia Mixun's mouth.The mouth of the mouth is thin and delicate cherry blossom petals, and the pearls of the mouth are vivid and beautiful.After watching it for a long time, he poked his head slightly, and nodded lightly.

After taking a bite, he saw Xia Mi Xun smoking, turning red into a Yangcheng Lake hairy crab just out of the steamer.Xia Mixun is frost and ice, cold and hard is his appearance, and underneath is his soft nature that is afraid of light and heat, just this is the limit for him.Shang Lai wanted to back away, but Xia Mixun put his arms around his neck, and whispered almost eagerly, "I am asking you something."

As soon as he made a sound, Shang Lai's heart beat suddenly accelerated.Raising his hand to hold the back of his head, Shang Lai turned his head to the side and mouthed him again, his breath was gentle, but it was the disorganized Nanfeng.In the faint sound of the wind, Shang Lai used the airflow to send a soft and warm laugh in Xia Mixun's ear.

When Xia Mixun heard it, his cheeks were feverish, but now his brains were boiling.

He vaguely knew that such a thing would be special, solemn, and important and only belonged to the two of them, but he was unable to shake off the fog of the unknown and discover the true meaning behind it.It wasn't until this moment that he finally understood—understand, but not very clearly, what's the use of just knowing the answer?The problem-solving process in the middle is still blank, and can only be led by others to calculate and reason step by step.

The elements that make up the sadomasochist are magic, spells, powder scales and moonlight. It is an elusive and beautiful ghost that floats lightly in the air.It should have been like this, it has always been like this, but now, there are rays of light like golden spider silk coming from all directions, trying to capture him, tie him down, wrap him in the spider web, give him blood, feed him flesh, and give birth to him Heartbeat, hatching body temperature, and then, the ghost is no longer a ghost, the ghost has a body, lively and warm, it is the second heart filled in the chest of the god.

Xia Mixun buried his head deeply, and tightly grasped Shang Lai's shoulders, the grip was so tight that the knuckles of his nails turned white.He was twirling and trapped in the turbulent vortex, the fire in his heart dried up the tears that were about to shed, and he hissed in a hoarse voice: "Whatever you like, whatever you like."

The strength of Shang Lai's arms seemed to tighten, and after a moment of silence, he said secretly: "I will treat you well."

Xia Mixun didn't speak, his heart was overwhelmed, and his stomach was overwhelmed.

"There is something I want to tell you first." Shang Lai hesitated, as if it was hard to say, "I hope you won't be prejudiced against me after hearing it..."

"Xia Mixun?"

The person in front of him suddenly disappeared.

Covering his mouth and rushing to the bathroom, Xia Mixun opened his bloody mouth with a ferocious face, releasing the rainbow energy he had accumulated for a long time like a runaway Godzilla.

In short, eat it.

In this way, Xia Mixun was half dead and paralyzed until dawn, and Shang Lai worked hard on his stomach until dawn (referring to massage).

In a sense, it is indeed not much different from the expected trend.

perhaps.

As the saying goes: before 40, people look for illnesses, and after 40, illnesses look for others.Many people refuse to accept their age when they get older, thinking that they are the same as when they were young, but in the end they still suffer physically!

"It's all Shang Lai's fault. I'm going to ask for the moon now, my stomach hurts. Hold my belly, because the moon will hurt." Xia Mixun solemnly held the iPhone 12 Pro Max that Su Yuli gave him with two small paws, and gave it to Su Yuli with a serious expression. Yuli made a voice.Then, like many elderly people, I have to listen to it again after sending it out...

Su Yuli: "The first time is raw, the second time is acquaintance, Ling Ying also came here like this."

Xia Mixun: "Ling Ying isn't very greedy, is he?"

Su Yuli: "That's because you don't know."

Xia Mixun: "Last night, Shang Lai should have stopped this deity. Now that this deity thinks about the taste of spicy rice cakes, I feel disgusted."

On the other side, Su Yuli seemed to be subtly silent for a while.

"You guys... have a lot of ideas."

Xia Mixun: "Ham, what's the matter, let Shang Lai treat you to eat next time."

Su Yuli: "...no more!!!"

Xia Mixun: "You're welcome. The things in the Dark Cuisine Street are not expensive."

Su Yuli almost dropped the phone.

"So... that's it...?"

Xia Mixun blushed, and decided to hide part of it.

"Yes, yes."

Su Yuli: "I don't believe it. Shang Lai is definitely not a vulgar thing."

Xia Mixun: "He did have something he wanted to tell the deity yesterday, and he told the deity not to think about him."

On the other end, Su Yuli was silent again.

10 minute later.

Su Yuli: "Eunuch, are you sure you like Shang Lai? It has nothing to do with personal ability?"

Logical accent on "ability".

Xia Mixun: "Of course."

Su Yuli: "Okay. From now on, don't ask if he doesn't mention you. If he wants to tell you, just say you don't care."

Xia Mixun: "Why?"

Su Yuli said earnestly, "Protect his man's self-esteem."

The song sang well: life is like climbing a mountain, life is like flowing a big river, life requires thinking before and after, and you do it after thinking about it.

Xia Mixun is studying and exploring while practicing, and he is grasping love and work with both hands, feeling like he is about to collapse!

However, it is also unprecedentedly fulfilling!

Every day, Xia Mixun would look in the mirror and tell himself: This deity is really good, this deity is really good, this deity is really really really really really really good!

Since Shang Lai's life is limited, let's create the infinite in the limited, and cherish every minute and every second with him.Although I only have half of my soul, it should be enough to engrave a person completely, right?

Thinking of now, Xia Mixun felt warm and full in his heart.He didn't dare to think about what would happen a hundred years later, as if he was about to fall into the abyss with one move.

Miracle, will it happen?

100 years, 1000 years, 1 years, how much he wants to spend long years with his favorite person!

As the Mid-Autumn Festival approaches, the whole community is in full swing to prepare for the art performance.Street cadres and performers are also actively promoting the event, expanding the impact of the event, and calling for the attention of the outside world.In everyone's hearts, it has long been decided to give this event more meaning——

Not only to help a child, but also to benefit as many patients as possible, and to realize the reunion and happiness of more families during the beautiful Mid-Autumn Festival.

It turned out that something went wrong during the rehearsal.

Director Yan called and said that the Cultural Palace was suddenly notified from above to be renovated, and now they had to find another venue temporarily.

Although the Cultural Palace is already very shabby, at least there is a cover on the top. The new venue is open and open, just like a shed. Of course, it is not too much to say that it is a circle.

A group of people watched the wooden platform swaying in the breeze, but no one dared to go up.In the end, Xia Mixun, who was still the thinnest, took the lead. He stood up, jumped slightly, and then he was gone—the wooden frame broke and fell directly to the bottom.

The most shabby Reuters picture in history was quickly posted on the Internet, and the whole Internet was as lively as New Year's Eve.

This is no longer funny, it is simply a reinterpretation of magical realism!

Ever since Xia Mixun and Shang Lai announced their joining, the popularity of the art show has remained high, although it was basically all complaints and jokes.

The stated starting point of the event is very good, but the event itself is too small and too weak. It is only a matter of self-entertainment for the community, but it has been elevated to the height of selflessness and greatness. It is polite to say that it is beyond self-control of.Moreover, although I don't know what method or reason was used to make both Xia Mixun and Shang Lai lose their minds and lose great resources to pick up this little sesame, it still cannot be compared with Leming Media's Autumn Evening.

No, it is not a product of one dimension at all.

Leming Media is strong and has capital backing behind it. Compared with Yingli Entertainment, which is like Xia Mi Xundu, it is the gap between ants and elephants.Although Xiren Films, which Shang Lai belongs to, is also very powerful, it has a lot of opinions on Shang Lai in this matter, and it is absolutely impossible to give him the slightest support.

"Right now we can only count on Halo and Black Mass. Let's open a fundraising list to compete. How long will it take if we don't sell my brother's kidney?"

"Hahahahahaha I really laughed when I saw those pictures, are you sure it's not an agricultural product fair? (I don't mean to look down on agricultural products)"

"Have you seen the photo of Xia Mixun squatting on the side of the road playing with dog's tail grass? My black fan loves it."

"The srds people are still good-looking. Sister Black Mass adds a filter and can be used as an empty bottle picture."

"Isn't the most filial thing the same framed photo of Xia Mixun and Shang Lai? It's just spiritual."

"Come to a class representative and send it to the children to have a look."

Immediately, someone posted the photo in the comment building, clicked on it, and saw Xia Mixun and Shang Lai standing side by side, with a line of bright red slogans on the wall behind them, which was particularly festive:

Smart pig farming is done well, and beautiful daughter-in-laws are married early.

The autumn wind in the suburbs is a bit strong, blowing two clusters of rustic plateau red on Xia Mixun's face, like organic red Fuji in the snow, fragrant and sweet.

"Shang Lai raises pigs..."

"Ah, his pig is so cute!"

"I came here when I heard someone say that we eat half of it and release the other half! 【View picture】"

"Grass, I think I have [-] million, and I got it."

"Shang Shao, the most handsome and rich pig farmer in ten miles and eight towns, and his sweet and sweet village flower wife."

"Comment on private affairs."

"This picture has been retweeted as a koi fish. After retweeting, your cp can be like them. You can save it if you be."

Everywhere is full of happy air.

The next day, as if to deliberately abuse the food, the official blog of the autumn evening posted several sets of stage posters one after another, and was immediately praised by netizens as a hot search——

It's so beautiful.

The whole scene blends the romantic artistic conception of moonlight like water and water like the sky. It can be seen that it is made by a very powerful design team, and it is extremely beautiful.

If you compare people, you will die, if you compare goods, you will throw them away.In contrast, the agricultural product fair is simply unsightly and miserable.

Then, at twelve o'clock that night, the official blogs of Qiuwan and Leming Media made a surprise statement and posted a statement to refute the rumors. As a result, this wave of underworld operations completely paralyzed Weibo.

"What the hell, they obviously invited you before!" The good-tempered Lang Ying exploded, "I pushed you several times, and he stalked me saying that the conditions can be renegotiated. Why did you just turn your face away?" I have recognized someone!"

Xia Mixun: "This deity read in the rumor dispelling statement they issued, but in fact, this deity was not invited at all. The list of guests that leaked out before was all rumors. In fact, it was Qi...Qi Nianjun?"

"It's so frighteningly frustrating." Lang Ying became more and more annoyed as he thought about it. "Leming Media started out relying on hype, but now they still eat shit. There is nothing they can't do to attract attention and traffic."

Xia Mixun asked: "Who is this Lord Qi Nian?"

"The newcomers of Leming Media are quite popular recently." Lang Ying searched for Qi Nianjun's photos, "Look, boss, who do you think he looks like?"

Xia Mixun poked his head over. In the photo, he was a very delicate and handsome boy. His hair was dyed with silver, which made his skin very white. His lips were light pink, his pupils were also very light, crystal clear, and his whole face was delicate and fragile. Sensational, even in the entertainment circle, it is an unforgettable beauty at first sight.

"It looks familiar."

Lang Ying: "... Boss, don't you think he looks a bit like you? This person also participated in the audition for "Blood Moon" at the time, and was once very popular. If you hadn't appeared, he might have played the sadistic man. After that , He was signed by Le Ming Media. In the early days of his debut, he used to miss his chance with the sadist. He stepped on you many times in the open and in the dark. It means that he is the most suitable to play the sadist. Who are you? There is another inside story."

"I thought it was time for him to shut up when the main drama was aired, but I didn't expect that he would still be stalking you. There are all kinds of drafts, such as gorgeous appearance, crushing street photography, and comparison of acting skills. "

"I feel that the whole team behind him is trying to make him lean towards your type, hoping to create a second fierce male. Not only the appearance and personal style, but even the latest dramas and fashion magazines are all It's a vampire thing."

As he said that, Lang Ying found some photos and videos of Mr. Qi Nian, which indeed reminded people of Xia Mixun immediately.

In fact, if you look carefully, you will still find that Qi Nianjun's appearance is much worse than Xia Mixun's. Rather than saying that he looks alike, it's better to say that he creates a somewhat similar atmosphere.Although his skin is white, it doesn't have the pale blue inorganic texture of a vampire, and his facial features are far less clear and profound than Xia Mixun's. He also doesn't have the iconic canine teeth and elf ears, and only retains his personal characteristics of messy silver hair.

reluctantly.

At the time when "Blood Moon" was the hottest, "Abusing Gongyin" was all the rage, and there was no teacher Tony who hadn't been infected by others.But even the king of Tony couldn't truly restore Xia Mixun's hair color.That kind of silver is bright and clear, as if woven with the finest moonlight, shining with a wonderful soft halo.

"You are Wahaha, and he is baby. You are six walnuts, and he is a big walnut." Lang Ying concluded.

"As he pleases." Xia Mixun waved his hand, "Isn't it good to be yourself, why do you want to be someone else."

"Not everyone is willing to accept themselves. It is really painful to recognize the reality and face yourself directly." Lang Ying said, "Even, as long as you can bridge the gap and become the object of your dreams, no matter how much you pay. "

There is still an announcement to be made tomorrow, so Xia Mixun turned off the lights and prepared to go to bed early, when he saw that the screen of his phone was on, it was a message just sent by Shang Lai.

Shang Lai went back the day before yesterday, and they only met yesterday, but Xia Mixun suddenly missed him very much, and it was obvious that they had only been separated for a day.It's really strange, after having someone you like, how time can go faster and slower, as unstable as the mood.

Shang Lai: "Are you asleep?"

Xia Mixun: "No."

Shang Lai: "What are you busy with?"

Xia Mixun thought that he hadn't done anything, "I have nothing to do, I just miss you."

Shang Lai: "Is there no one around you now?"

Xia Mixun: "No, Ying Ying is already asleep, and the deity is on the balcony."

Shang Lai's video call request suddenly popped up on the screen, Xia Mixun was startled, and hurriedly pressed his finger on it.

Shang Lai: "Your side is so dark that no one can see clearly."

Xia Mixun: "Wait a minute."

Shang Lai waited, and soon, the screen lit up, showing Xia Mixun's face, and then heard him yell "Wow".

Shang Lai: "What's wrong with you?"

Xia Mixun: "I flashed a flashlight on my face, and I was frightened, like a vampire."

Shang Lai: "..."

Xia Mixun: "Why are you sitting by the piano?"

In the video, Shang Lai is sitting in front of the grand piano, with a calm and gentle expression in the soft and warm light of the wall lamp, which looks very moving, just like a young and handsome prince in a fairy tale.

On the piano bench next to the prince, there was a familiar sea cucumber standing upright.

Xia Mixun: "..."

Shang Lai: "I've been writing a new song for the past few days, and I just finished it tonight. You're not here, so I have to sing to it first."

Xia Mixun: "You won't always regard this thing as your deity...?"

Shang Lai: "Now let me sing it to you, okay?"

Change the subject!Xia Mixun: "Wait for the deity to take down the equipment."

After a while, facing the screen, he held up a golden hand lamp.

"This is from your debut concert, right? I and Ling Ying have been looking for it for a long time, and finally bought it. It's so expensive, and my heart is bleeding when I think of the price..."

The silver-haired vampire grumbled, but his face couldn't hide his complacency.

Shang Lai smiled, lowered his head, and gently touched the black and white keys with his fingertips.

Xia Mixun's breathing stopped for a moment.

The author has something to say: Shang Lai Yidai is already terrible on human beings. If it is completely deified, the current Xia Mixun may not be able to save his life. Only the fierce abuser in his heyday can resist it, but he is crying and making noise Yes for sure (Thinking of this, my tears flowed down unsatisfactorily...)

Notice: To be on the safe side, I will split the [-]-word update tomorrow and post it in four chapters, baby, please forgive me~ (cough cough