Chapter 120: A history of destroying flowers with spicy hands

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"Humph! What is there to learn about human knowledge? Ying Tu snorted coldly, his eyes contemptuous.

He has always believed that humans are an unintelligent species.

Otherwise, in ancient times, why should you respect the blood people?

In today's society, why bother with blood people and try to kill them?

The stubborn lord looked embarrassed and his expression was tangled.

He held his forehead, made a weak appearance, and said, "Twilight, for the sake of me being an old man, let me take care of my old age, okay?" ”

He is thousands of years old, and his brain has long been flooded, and there is no place for humans.

Twilight stood up and straightened her clothes.

She picked up the flower juice cake and walked towards the door, and coldly dropped a sentence: "There is no need to discuss." Also, don't let Benjue know that you are lazy in your studies. ”

“……”

“……”

Ying Tu and the stubborn lord glanced at each other, silent to each other.

Going to the library with a rival?

The boat that is not afraid of friendship will capsize!

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At four o'clock in the afternoon, Twilight returns to the Blues.

In the yard, Mo Yifan was carrying a hoe and weeding.

This is the price that needs to be paid for secretly using Li Mubai's bank card and being discovered.

Twilight walked over and said, "What's going on?" ”

Yesterday, when she left, she did not hypnotize Mo Yifan.

Today, when she returned, the man was at work.

So, the man has masochistic tendencies?

Mo Yifan put down his hoe and looked at the sky.

He had a cold and elegant bookish atmosphere, put one hand behind his back, shook his head and said: "On the afternoon of hoeing day, sweat drops fall into the soil. Who knows that Chinese food is hard work. ”

"Speak human words." Twilight checked the look, she wanted to punch someone now.

"I saw that the weather was good, so I came out for some activities. It just so happened that the grass in the vegetable garden was growing, so I ...... Ahem. ”

Mo Yifan couldn't make it up anymore.

Twilight turned her gaze away.

Her gaze fell on the swing rack in the yard: "How did the candlelight dinner last night go?" ”

Mo Yifan's face was slightly embarrassed, and he said, "The eldest lady of the Yang Group, where do you have time to eat with me." ”

Twilight glanced coldly, and swept a wisp of cool silk: "You let people go?" ”

That's not what she intended.

Mo Yifan's cold face showed a trace of helplessness: "Miss Yang has something to do temporarily, so I'll go back." ”

Twilight frowned slightly, "Do you know what's going on?" ”

She is now very interested in Yang Yayan and the entire Yang Group.

Mo Yifan said: "The specific content is not clear. All I heard was that it was supposed to be about a subject study. ”

At the bottom of the deep eyes of the twilight, a little silver particles floated.

She raised her eyes slightly, silent.

Topic research?

What's that?

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The second floor of the small courtyard, inside the master bedroom.

Li Mubai lay on the bed and fell asleep.

His face was haggard and pale, and his breathing was light, sometimes gentle.

He has been asleep since the blood crash yesterday.

This morning, I only woke up briefly.

He opened his eyes, looked at Mo Yifan, and the first thing he said was: "Give me your phone." ”

Mo Yifan took out his mobile phone and handed it to Li Mubai.

Li Mubai unlocked the combination lock, looked at it for a few seconds, and said, "It's time to hoe the grass in the vegetable garden, which can offset the eight thousand yuan you took from me." ”

Mo Yifan almost choked to death in front of Li Mubai's bed with a mouthful of old blood.

The eight thousand pieces were originally his.

Doesn't it cost money to repair windows, it's all given away for free?

As soon as Li Mubai's words fell, he fell into a coma again.

This time, his injuries were really serious.

As soon as Mo Yifan's heart softened, he carried the hoe and came out to hoe the grass.

He knew that the vegetable garden was the favorite place of Li Mubai's parents before they disappeared.

It is also the thought that Li Mubai takes the best care of on weekdays......

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In the bedroom, a ray of afterglow shone in along the window and fell on Li Mubai's body.

Li Mubai's slender and elegant body was covered with a layer of golden light and shadow.

Twilight walked to the side of the bed, reached out to Li Mubai's forehead, and tested the temperature.

She was slightly relieved.

It's okay, it's not hot.

Humans are homeothermic animals and their bodies are warm.

If humans stay within the normal temperature range, it should be fine.

"Hmmm......"

In a drowsy sleep, Li Mubai frowned, and a slight pain escaped from his lips.

He moved uncomfortably, and subconsciously moved to Twilight's hand.

His forehead was pressed deep into Twilight's palm.

There seemed to be a touch of coldness there, which could suppress the restlessness in his heart, so that the lovesickness that had been silent for thousands of years gradually returned to the most primitive blandness.

Mo Yifan walked in with a little bit of it.

He gave Li Mubai a new drug, which has a powerful anti-inflammatory and healing effect.

Recently, Li Mubai's body seems to have become resistant to drugs.

The liquid is injected into it, and the effect is extremely slow.

This is a very serious matter.

Perhaps, he should persuade Li Mubai that it is best not to get hurt in the future.

Because, with him, there is no cure.

After Mo Yifan hung up the hanging water, he stood in front of the bed and stared at it for a while.

Unusually, he took the initiative to send out an invitation and said, "Miss Twilight, the sunset is good today, let's go out for a walk?" ”

Twilight twinked the corners of her lips and smiled lightly: "Are you worried, I will do something to Li Mubai?" ”

Maybe, in Mo Yifan's impression, she has a history of 'spicy hands destroying flowers'.

Mo Yifan covered his lips and coughed nervously.

He explained, "No, I really want to watch the sunset with you, Miss Twilight. ”

Twilight's light gaze glowed with a little silver.

Her eyebrows were slightly cold, mixed with a little indifference, and she turned around and walked out: "Hard mouth." ”

Mo Yifan carried the medicine box and followed out quickly.

However, at the moment when the door closed.

In the room, a weak voice suddenly sounded, revealing deep affection: "Twilight, you're back......"

In the hallway, Twilight stopped.

Her delicate face was stained with doubt, and a trace of coldness crossed her silver pupils.

Why is Li Mubai sober?

Something is not quite right.

Mo Yifan stood at the door, almost fainting.

It turned out to be those safety alarm clocks.

Last time, when Li Mubai was hypnotized, he added a new name to the safety alarm clock: Twilight.

Therefore, as long as someone around Li Mubai mentions the word 'twilight', Li Mubai will automatically wake up.

That's the magical power of hypnosis.

Mo Yifan covered his face in embarrassment.

Just now, he seemed to be in the house and called 'Miss Twilight' twice in a row.

He is a commodity who has not achieved enough things and has more than enough failures......

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Twilight walks into the bedroom and stands in front of the bed.

Her cold gaze fell from top to bottom and fell on Li Mubai's face.

Li Mubai gently fanned his eyelashes, and his breath was shallow.

In the tea-black pupils, a ray of faint light flashed.

That's the warmest of the warm colors: thin orange.

Twilight raised her eyebrows slightly, spotting the glow.

Thin orange?

How can there be a blood alien in the fundus of human eyes?

She remembered that in ancient times, the Holy Lord's enchanting pupils were crimson gold......