Jiu Ling

With a loud bang, the gray mist in the air turned into a little bit of fly ash and dissipated between the sky and the earth.

And after listening to the words of "Mo Weiming" transformed by the demonic energy, Jiuling, who was dazed, woke up in an instant, with a cry of cold sweat, "Momo!"

Mo Weiming didn't know what happened, but seeing Jiuling panicked, he quickly held his hand and hugged him into his arms, "I'm fine, I'm fine."

Feeling that the other cold hand in his hand had finally recovered its temperature, Mo Weiming felt relieved, kissed his fingertips lightly, and said softly: "What's wrong, Lingling, don't you believe me?"

Jiuling held Mo Weiming's hand back, and pressed the other hand on Mo Weiming's bandit rock whip, and said in a daze: "Mo Mo, tell me how the bandit rock is refined?"

Mo Weiming was stunned for a moment, then laughed again, gently inserted his hand between Jiu Ling's hair, and kissed it forcefully, with an unstoppable momentum, it seemed that he wanted to melt people into his body...

After the kiss, Mo Weiming had already brought people to the cabin among the sea of ​​flowers.

"Lingling, do you really want me to say it myself?"

Jiu Ling nodded, never answered so seriously: "Yes."

Mo Weiming chuckled, bit his ear, rubbed it lightly a few times, and seduced in a low voice: "Yes, but I satisfied Lingling, should Lingling satisfy me too?"

Jiuling's breathing trembled, but he still insisted, "Okay."

Mo Weiming laughed in a low voice, untied his robe, and took Jiu Ling's hand to cover his heart.The young man's body is full of vigor and vigor, and his heartbeat is also strong and powerful.

"Actually, there is nothing to say. I sacrificed my whole body with flesh and blood. After I fell from the heavens, my whole body dried up. At that time, my resentment bred demons. He is the incarnation of the common consciousness between me and Tiandao. Tiandao would not want I died, he tried to occupy my consciousness while saving me. In the end, I stripped him out and formed an independent individual. And my body..."

Mo Weiming pressed his whole body onto Jiuling, strong and powerful, and said softly: "It was reshaped. The flesh and blood of the previous body was scrapped, and the remaining bones formed this bandit stone. At that time, I still I have fantasies about you."

After the words fell, the two joined together at the closest distance.

Jiu Ling covered his eyes, and there was some choking in his ambiguous voice.

When Mo Weiming had seen Jiu Ling like this, he thought he had hurt him for the first time.But soon, she came to her senses, kissed his eyes lovingly, and whispered in his ear: "Lingling, don't cry, I love you, I love you more than I love myself..."

"It's all resolved?" Ling Zixun, from the special management department, buried his head in the file and said without raising his head.

Mo Weiming let out a soft "hmm", and kicked Shen Yao who was sitting watching TV and eating melon seeds, "Why are you all idle here, and let our minister work alone, what happened?"

Shen Yao shared a handful of melon seeds with him, and made room for him, "Why don't we help him, we can't help him. Some people said that he is not a monk, and he doesn't know enough about these cases, so he can be transferred. Our minister is reluctant to leave We are swallowing all these cases and preparing to slap him in the face! We can't help him memorize it."

Mo Weiming stretched his legs to the edge of the sofa and leaned against Jiu Ling's arms, with a faint air of a king not going to court early.

Mo Hunjun said as if eating melon seeds as a reward: "Minister, do you want us to help you?"

Ling Zixun unceremoniously threw a pen cap over, raised his head, helped his eyes, and put his hand on the corner of his mouth to put on a smile, "We all have unique ways of remembering, either we don't memorize it, or we recite it all. If Senior Mo really wants to help, it's fine, just become me and deal with those old foxes."

Mo Weiming curled his lips, "It's okay to become you, but I can't recite your things! Minister, come on!"

"I love you, okay!" Shen Yao added.

Ling Zixun let out a "hehe" and was immersed in the copywriting again.

Evening sunlight could not shine into the special management department, but the lights that changed according to the time cast a dim yellow light in a timely manner.

so good...

The author has something to say: That's it, is it over?

To be honest, this book is not as smooth as the first one.However, they are all my own cubs, and I still love him.

Maybe there is an extra episode, there should be an extra episode.There may be minor repairs in the future~(≧▽≦)/~

Goodbye.