Mo Yiming nodded, jumped directly from the window to the yard, squatted down and touched the soil on the ground: "It's corpse fat." Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info"

The village is getting weirder and weirder, and it actually uses corpse manure to fertilize the mandala. Could it be ...... The villagers who died in vain in the village have become the nourishment of these flowers?

"I've seen a mandala before......" looked closely at the white flowers in the yard, the shape was too strange: "This flower doesn't look like a mandala." ”

"These mandalas are cultivated seedlings, which are different from ordinary mandalas and are more toxic. Mo Yiming clicked on the ground with his left foot and jumped into the house easily.

"Eighty percent is also the ghost of that witch god!" I quickly closed the window to prevent the fragrance of the mandala from wafting in. If you smell it for a short time, you will hallucinate and even die suddenly if you smell it for a long time.

Mandala can be used in medicine, and it is now cultivated in many places, which is very common. However, the fact that mandalas are planted here with corpse fertilizer shows that it is definitely not for money, so ...... What exactly is the purpose of planting a mandala?

"Rest early, you'll have to be busy tomorrow. Mo Yiming took out a quilt from the wooden cabinet on the side, spread it on the bed, and lay down directly.

I walked over to the wooden cabinet and looked at it, and there was nothing inside: "Only a quilt?"

"What do you think? Mo Yiming raised his eyes and glanced at me: "Is it difficult...... Are you afraid to share a bed with me?"

I walked over to the bed and glared at him, "It's because you've taken over the bed, and there's no place for me at all......"

This bed is really narrow, about the same as a single bed. As soon as Mo Yiming lay down, the whole bed was full.

Hearing me say this, Mo Yiming moved sideways and patted the vacant position: "Sleep." ”

I stood still and didn't move.

As soon as I lay down, my whole body must be clinging to Mo Yiming's body, so that I can sleep?

"What?" Seeing that I hadn't moved for a long time, Mo Yiming grabbed my wrist and pulled hard, directly pulling me to half of the empty bed. The big hand pressed on my waist, leaned into my ear and said seductively, "You...... Isn't it shy?"

"Isn't it normal for a husband and wife to share a bed?"

"No!" I quickly turned my back to him and slept as soon as I could! I'm not a hypocritical person, and besides, I haven't slept before, even that kind of thing......

Leng Qiange, what are you thinking about right now!

I slapped my forehead and kicked all the mess out of my brain.

After a few minutes, Mo Yiming began to be restless, and his slightly cool body suddenly clinged to me, and his powerful big hand was clasped around my waist. Holding me hard and forming a strange pose......

How is it possible to sleep like this?

"Mo Yi Ming...... I forcefully removed his hand from my waist, and after a while, I came over again: "Mo Yi Ming, can you settle down a little!"

"Huh?" Mo Yiming leaned in my direction again, his voice low and with a hint of lazy taste: "Am I restless?"

I silently rolled my eyes in my heart, can this be called Anfen? The hand of a certain zombie has been ...... Moved to my chest/front!

"Mo Yiming!" I was completely furious, sat up and glared at him: "You still can't sleep?"

"Okay, well, sleep ......" Mo Yiming hooked the corners of his lips, if he heard correctly, there was a hint of pampering in his tone: "Rest, I don't want to see some people with two big black circles under their eyes." ”

Glancing at him suspiciously, can this guy really be honest?