The girl lowered her head and forced the young man to kiss her.

Yang Qing's reaction was very fast, but it was not as fast as Mochizuki's premeditation. While relieving his pressure, she took out her hand to tap his acupoint and leaned down. Yang Qing only had time to purse his lips, but his lips were patiently licked and licked by the girl, which finally made his face crimson, his breathing was rough, and he opened his mouth.

After that, there is no chance of refusal.

It's a fiery kiss.

The neck is entangled, the fine skin is close to each other, the heat in the air, and the numbness in the heart. Like electricity, the intense senses were transmitted to the two, making the young man's eyes turn from clear to dark. He leaned up on his slender neck, forced to accept the kiss, and his heart was angry, and his eyes glared at her.

True qi flowed in his blood, and Mochizuki, a girl with only moves and no internal strength, could only hit him when he was unprepared, but she couldn't control him for long at all. When the girl's hand stroked the young man's crimson ear, the brain ding, and the true qi rushed through the acupoint.

His back stiffened, and then he reached out to grab hers.

The moment before he made a move, Mochizuki let go of his lips, which had been kissed as ruddy as blood, and jumped back to the door. She knew that she couldn't hit Yang Qing's acupoint for a long time, and being able to kiss him for less than a quarter of an hour was considered her great ability.

And as soon as Yang Qing can move, she will not be able to take the lead.

So she immediately pushed the door open, leaving a laugh, "See you tomorrow." ”

The young man in the room turned over and sat up, staring at the half-open door quietly with his eyes like midnight. His expression was unpredictable, and his face was pale and pale. The fiery blood was still beating in his body, and the frequency of his heart had not yet returned to its original position, and then he looked at the changes in his lower body...... And Mochizuki walked so chic!

Yang Qing's face was unprecedentedly embarrassed, he lowered his eyes, covered his face with his hands, and didn't have the strength to close the door for a long time. A dark fire in a room illuminates the young man on the bed, quiet and soft. The wind blew from the door, a white sleeve covered the face, the side was white jade, and the red halo went all the way to the neck with beautiful lines, and the light was warm and soft.

And these are not known to Mochizuki. She was only happy with the encounter that night - Yang Qing suddenly appeared in front of her, like a light, to surprise her. kissed Yang Qing again, and it was still a surprise.

It's good to be born again.

She was reborn as a demon cultist, and she was really happy. I couldn't see Yang Qing before, but now I see him every day, and I can still tease him, it's great!

After reminiscing about Yang Qing's delicious food for a night, the next morning, Mochizuki waited downstairs refreshed. The time of waiting for others was too boring, she flipped out the "Holy Woman's Love History" she bought last night to look at it, and while she was amused by this book that was said to be the editor-in-chief of the Demon Sect, she couldn't say that she was completely relaxed in her heart-

Where the hell is Yuan Yingxing? And Yang Qing's poison, where to find that person?

When she was reading, the surrounding tenants came in and out, Xiao Er cleaned up the tables and chairs, and no one came to entertain her, so she ended up relaxed. There were few guests in the early morning, and Xiao Er soon had nothing to do, so he lay on the counter and chatted with the shopkeeper. The voices of the two were very small, and it did not affect Mochizuki. But suddenly, Xiao Er turned his face, a smile was on his face, and his voice was much more enthusiastic, and he greeted him from behind the counter, "Childe, are you awake?" Would you like to have some breakfast? The millet porridge and buns in our inn are still very good. ”

Plenilune:...... The difference is obvious.

She sat here all morning, and Xiao Er had never been so enthusiastic about anyone, who was here, Xiao Er was like seeing his mother?

She looked back curiously, saw someone coming downstairs, and stared in amazement.

Xiao Erzheng said with a worried face, "Childe, your face is not good-looking, is it because the inn is not to your liking?" ”

…… The arrival of my mother is nothing more than that.

But I can barely understand it.

Although Yang Qing is thin and pale, and his face is indeed a little bad, his body is like a loose body, and he is clean and easy. Coming down the escalator, the black hair and snow clothes are cold and white, but they do not make people feel high, in a cold and indifferent way, revealing the gentleness and peace of three thousand red dust under their feet.

He is very comfortable to look at, that kind of beauty is not far away, but close to the pleasing to the eye, which has always been pleasing to people.

At this time, he was talking to Xiao Er slowly, "It's troublesome." The inn was nice and was my problem ......"

Seeing that the person who greeted Xiao Er warmly was Yang Qing, and when he heard Yang Qing's voice like chime and jade, Mochizuki held his cheeks and smiled, with a mysterious sense of pride in his heart: My vision is really good. casually looked at other people's appearances, but I didn't expect them to be so cute inside. I was really lucky.

But it seems that it has only been one night, and Yang Qing is much haggard and tired?

Toxicity onset so quickly?

Yang Qing finished talking to Xiao Er in a calm tone, and when he saw Mochizuki, he walked this way. He glanced at the book on her desk, the words "Holy Woman's Love History", and in the early morning, it pierced his eyes. However, the young man's eyes flashed, and he didn't say much. and sat down to drink saliva, the girl next to her said worriedly, "Yang Qing, what's wrong with you?" Have you been sucked dry of your blood, why is your face so bad? ”

Yang Qing drank the water, and his throat rolled up and down, which was particularly obvious on the cold white neck complexion. Mochizuki was so attracted by him that his mouth was dry, and he moved a seat next to him, and saw the young man stand up and sit on the farthest opposite her. He said, "Don't you know? ”

Mochizuki: "I don't know. ”

Yang Qing put down the cup, raised his eyes to look at her, and smiled slightly, "My face is ugly, you don't know the reason?" I've been thinking about you all night. ”

"......" Mochizuki was stunned, not caring that he had to sit so far away from him, but following his words, he thought of last night. Thinking of last night, her heart jumped, and under the gentle eyes of the young man, she lowered her face shyly, "You missed me all night?" Dislike...... How can you be embarrassed to say such explicit words in public? ”

She looked up and said quickly, "Just tell me to listen to it alone!" ”

Yang Qing was very calm, "I thought about you all night, and cursed you all night in my heart." Do you feel anything? ”

Mochizuki was stunned and lost in an instant: ...... That's what I thought.

She gave him a blank look - because she was worried that he would be poisonous and fast, he would repay her like this? Isn't it just a kiss, as if it was killing him.

Yang Qing said again, "I think I seem to have been poisoned and need to find an antidote." If Miss Yang is okay, let's go our separate ways. ”

"Call me Atsuki," Mochizuki corrected him, "...... If you're looking for an antidote, I'll accompany you. I'm fine anyway. ”

"You're not busy going to the Demon Cult?" Yang Qing asked rhetorically.

Mochizuki was a little uncomfortable, and stammered, "I—Why should I go to the Demon Sect, I have nothing to do with the Demon Sect." You're not feeling well, and I care more about you. ”

"But if I look for an antidote, what's the use of you following me? Do I have a burden? ”

Mochizuki found that Yang Qing was talking very ruthlessly today--he was blaming her? Get up on the wrong side of the bed?

She said, "I'm naturally not a burden. I also have some ways of demon cult in my heart, and I might be able to help you. ”

"Aren't you a village girl? Where did it come from? ”

He's so mean-spoken.

Mochizuki's heart skipped a beat, and a smile remained on his face, "My uncle works in the Demon Sect." I naturally know some inside information. ”

Yang Qing stared at her, as if he could observe how turbulent the girl's calm heart was. At the end of the point, he no longer pressed forward, but smiled: I want to see the reason of "uncle", when are you going to use it.

Soon, breakfast came up. Because Yang Qing no longer deliberately found fault, Mochizuki's mood was a little more relaxed. The two had breakfast together, and Mochizuki quickly forgot about the unpleasantness and talked with Yang Qing as usual. The heart is so big, I don't care about this, Yang Qing admires it very much, and there is nothing more to say.

The two paid the money, and when they left the inn, the girl had already broken through the previous distance. Yang Qing didn't allow her to hold his arm, so she tugged on his sleeve, and Yang Qing refused several times to no avail.

Yang Qing tapped on her forehead and said with a smile, "You're really worried about me." ”

A sigh of "I'm scared to death", the tone is cool and soft, hiding the slightest wisps of pampering.

Mochizuki was spoiled by his divine stroke, and his face flashed gently, and his face turned red.

The little rabbit in her heart was like a mess, up and down, and the girl was stunned. But the young man ignored her, pulled his sleeve out of her hand, and went out. Finding that he didn't wait for her, Mochizuki was slightly annoyed and chased after her. But he chased too quickly, and when he left the inn door, he bumped into a person who came in.

A tall man, dressed in black, wearing a hat, his eyes blocked and only his chin visible.

A small breeze blew and blew the man's breath towards her. Mochizuki was vigilant for a moment, and looked in the direction of the man next to him.

The man didn't speak, and after hitting her, he walked into the inn and ignored her at all. Mochizuki glanced back at him: he was so familiar.

This smell of blood...... It's a demon.

The man noticed the gaze and turned his face coldly. Mochizuki lowered his head and hurried out of the inn. I hope he is just passing by here, and I hope that he and Yang Qing don't deal with him.

She didn't know that after she left, the man in the hat asked the shopkeeper coldly, "The man standing outside just now, the man wearing linen and filial piety, the one named Yang Qing, do you know where he is going next?" ”

"No, I don't know...... "The neck was choked, and the shopkeeper trembled in fright, "Guest, why are you asking this?" ”

"Naturally, I killed him," the man in the hat said in a hoarse voice, with a weird smile, gloomy and cold, "The people of Yunmen killed the holy woman." Isn't Yang Qing a person from Cloud Gate? How he treated the saint in the past, now he must have the consciousness of revenge! ”