Chapter Seventy-Five: I'll Talk About It Later (Ask for Recommendation Votes!) )

Welcoming Mu Ling into the room, Xia Yi looked at her curiously.

At the same time, Mu Ling also looked at Xia Yi curiously, her gaze was more aggressive than Xia Yi's.

Xia Yi, who was looked at like this, was a little uncomfortable, and he asked, "What's wrong?" ”

Without answering Xia Yi, Mu Ling came to him and looked at him closer.

Then, she stretched out her palm again and touched Xia Yi's chest.

Xia Yi's mind was spinning rapidly, and the first thing he suspected was whether he had taken the other party's branch potted plant and exposed it.

However, there was no hostility in Mu Ling's eyes, but a hint of ...... Intimate?

You must know that even in the last world line, Xia Yi brushed Mu Ling's favorability to 77, and he didn't see such closeness in Mu Ling's eyes.

After looking at Xia Yi for a while, Mu Ling opened his mouth and asked, "You are also a wood spirit?" ”

Am I also Mu Ling? When did I become your doppelganger?

After reacting, Xia Yi reacted, what Mu Ling said should be "Mu Ling".

Why does Mu Ling think I'm a wood spirit?

He suddenly remembered the [Wood Spirit Mark] he had just obtained.

So, Mu Ling regarded himself as a kind, so he was so close?

So, do you want to agree to the wrong one?

After thinking about it, Xia Yi still gave up, he didn't know anything about Mu Ling, and it was easy to reveal his stuffing.

"I'm not a wood spirit." Xia Yi and Mu Ling said.

Mu Ling stared at his eyes for another two seconds, and then said, "The breath on your body can't be wrong. ”

"I'm really not a wood spirit, I'm a human!"

Mu Ling nodded: "I understand." ”

She asked again, "How did you become a wood spirit?" ”

"I'm really human."

"Okay, I got it." Mu Ling gave up the question, and also let go of the palm that was holding the clothes on Xia Yi's chest.

No, you don't seem to understand at all!

However, this is not considered that I am lying, and when the time comes, there will be an excuse.

Clicking on the [Heroine's Manual], Xia Yi took a look at Mu Ling's favorability, and the favorability had reached 70.

Now is the second day that Xia Yi will ask Mu Ling to come over from Su Xue.

If you use the identity of the wood spirit, will the favorability increase more quickly?

Thinking of this, Xia Yi no longer wasted his strength to explain, he looked at Mu Ling: "How did you become a wood spirit?" ”

Mu Ling didn't answer Xia Yi, and she fell silent.

Xia Yi didn't ask either, now 70 favorability is undoubtedly not enough to ask any secrets.

After this topic, Mu Ling stopped talking, and she was not a person to twitter in the first place.

She left Xia Yi's bedroom.

In the following time, because of the help of the identity of "Mu Ling", Mu Ling's favorability rose much faster, and a month later, the favorability had reached 79.

This made Xia Yi sigh, it is still easy to use the identity of the same kind.

In the middle of this, Mu Ling did not suspect Xia Yi, but after Xia Yi used the ability of [Wood Spirit Mark] to make a flower bone bloom in advance, she had no doubts.

At noon, in the pavilion on the garden pool.

Xia Yi lay on the wooden recliner and pillowed his head on the lap of Mu Ling, who was sitting next to him.

Covering Xia Yi's head with his hand, Mu Ling looked at the flowers outside the pavilion.

There was originally a gardener in the house, but when Mu Ling was there, Mu Ling was taking care of the flowers and plants.

Moving his eyes, Xia Yi confirmed that Mu Ling was a little absent-minded at the moment, and he slowly stretched his hand to the thigh under the maid's skirt.

Mu Ling didn't resist, but when Xia Yi's hand touched the root of his thigh, he pressed his hand and used some force.

"It hurts, it hurts, I was wrong!" Xia Yi hurriedly admitted his mistake, and Mu Ling let go of his hand.

Withdrawing his hand, Xia Yi sighed, thinking that he still couldn't rush, anyway, there were still two months to go, take your time.

He was honest.

A gust of wind blew, blowing the coolness of the pool surface, and the softness of Mu Ling's thighs came from the back of his head, and Xia Yi felt very comfortable.

"Lord Xia Yi, what kind of existence do you say we wood spirits are?"

Xia Yi didn't answer, and he didn't know how to answer.

He thought that it would be nice if Mu Ling took a different topic by himself.

But Mu Ling was silent, waiting for his reply.

He tried to det the subject himself: "When did you come to this house?" ”

"You haven't answered me yet."

Xia Yi then said, "Probably the elves of the trees!" ”

"The elves of the trees?"

"Do you regret becoming a wood spirit, Lord Xia Yi?"

Xia Yi's heart became vigilant, he suspected that this was the moment of choice in the real love game, and his words would affect the development of the plot.

Clicking on the archive, he replied, "Isn't it great?" ”

"That's what my mom said, too." A smile appeared on Mu Ling's face.

Xia Yi also smiled.

Looking at Mu Ling's expression, coupled with a trace of information about Mu Ling's mother that he had never found before, Xia Yi felt that he had chosen the right one.

"In that case, I'll understand." Mu Ling continued.

What do you see! I'm just talking nonsense!

Xia Yi was nervous for a while, but after seeing that Mu Ling had not changed, he relaxed again.

"What kind of person is your mother?" Xia Yi took the opportunity to inquire about the information.

"You've been very nice to me since I was a kid." Mu Ling's mood was a little low.

Xia Yi remembered what Su Xue said, the villagers in the same village as Mu Ling all died, and Mu Ling was alone, digging graves for the villagers.

Did Mu Ling's mother also die at that time?

Su Xue said that the person who took the lives of the whole village of Mu Ling was a monk named Eel.

No more questions, he continued to enjoy Mu Ling's thighs.

In the evening, Xia Yi reluctantly returned to the house.

After dinner, he went back to his bedroom, and while playing a game with his hand, he looked at the small window on the computer screen, and in the small window, it was the situation in Mu Ling's bedroom.

At this time, Mu Ling was changing clothes, and instead of pajamas, she was changing into a set of underwear.

It was a set of black lace lingerie.

Touching his chin, Xia Yi was a little strange, Mu Ling was not such a funny woman, and it was not strange to put on pants and pants when sleeping, and it was very strange to wear a mask.

What made Xia Yi even more strange was that Mu Ling also wore a maid costume.

Then, she walked out of the bedroom.

Xia Yi's heart chuckled, he turned off the computer, and sure enough, after a while, there was a knock on the door.

Outside the door is Mu Ling.

Mu Ling threw himself into Xia Yi's arms.

Mu Ling's body is very soft, and the breath he exhales is also very attractive, and the maid costume is also very in line with Xia Yi's taste.

But

Xia Yi was not happy.

Last time, Wu Ting was also suddenly so active, and as soon as he finished doing it, he was killed by the other party.

Xia Yi had a premonition that he was going to be cold again.

"Lord Xia Yi." Mu Ling took Xia Yi's hand and let him feel his heartbeat.

Xia Yi immediately put the cool thing behind him.

More on that later.