Chapter Ninety-Four: Eating
"Don't look at me as a monk, but you can do these jobs without using aura?" asked Mingxin in surprise.
Yan He nodded, and said expressionlessly: "Except for accompanying you to bed, it's fine." ”
Mingxin's eyes widened, and he snorted and said: "Dead zombie face, except for crying, facial paralysis, I'm afraid you won't scream when I fuck you in bed, it's not uncommon for you to stick it upside down, fuck you like a corpse!"
Yan He was silent for a moment, his eyes turned to the side, and said, "This is just my own position, I didn't ask your opinion, don't say it so ugly." ”
"Yo he, you haven't followed me yet, and you're starting to give me advice? I'm not bullying you now, it's you scolding yourself!"
"I'm not going to talk anymore, okay... ”
"No, don't say it if I don't let you speak, but if you want to speak, you have to speak."
"Okay, everything is up to you. ”
"Now, when will we be able to officially start a war with Sanxiu?"
"If nothing else, tomorrow evening Zhou Chengke will ask us to go to the Great Hall to announce this matter. Don't be slow, it takes time to do anything, it's already fast!"
Mingxin is not impatient, he is not an unreasonable person, the Internet was so fast in his previous life, and the efficiency of doing things needs to be improved, and it is reasonable for the cultivation realm to be slower.
Anyway, now that he has nothing to do, Mingxin looked Yan He up and down, and an idea suddenly appeared in his mind, and he suddenly laughed evilly: "Well, do you mind if you make a wound for yourself?"
"Wound yourself? I'm fine, why do I want to hurt myself?"
"You're fine, I'm fine! Anyway, it's not a big deal, you cut your wrist first, I want you a little blood, do you think it's okay?"
"No, if you don't give it, how do I know what you're doing with my blood, and if there's any curse, won't I be asking for my own suffering?"
"Damn, stunned, but not stupid. ”
Ming was discouraged, Yan He didn't hurt himself, he didn't have the ability to hurt her.
There was nothing to do, but now that Yan He was following, Mingxin didn't bother to move, sitting on the edge of the cliff and quietly looking into the distance.
After a while, Yan He also came over and sat next to him, looking into the distance.
Mingxin frowned, his eyes flickered, and as soon as he turned his body, his legs crashed into Yan He's arms, and when Yan He was dissatisfied and wanted to speak, Mingxin preemptively said: "Don't move blindly, stay and wait, rub my legs." ”
Mingxin lay on the ground with his hands on the pillow, closed his eyes and urged: "What are you waiting for, hurry up, you can do everything you said just now, and now you want to regret it?"
Yan He was silent for a few breaths, and then still expressionlessly put Mingxin's legs in a good position on his legs, and began to squeeze them skillfully.
"Oh yo, are you a professional masseur?
As soon as he put his hand, Mingxin felt unusual, Yan He's pinching technique was more skilled than the masseur in the massage parlor in his previous life, and he immediately began to relax and enjoy it.
"Your hands and feet are useful, don't be idle, sing a little song to your grandfather, and coax your grandfather to sleep!" said Mingxin uncle.
"Listen to the slow or fast rhythm?" At this time, Yan He was also a little interested.
"Nonsense, you sleep at home and listen to the fast pace, of course you sleep slowly!" Mingxin said impatiently.
"I'll forgive me for not singing well. ”
"Don't talk nonsense, hurry up. ”
Mingxin couldn't see it with his eyes closed, Yan He slowly smiled, hummed a tune in his mouth, and began to slowly enter the rhythm.
"Pear blossoms fall in front of your window~"
"In the painting, the Yiren resented in the boudoir~"
"Who downplays missing~"
"I just want to stay for you ~ crossing"
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"I stopped at the eaves of the white walls and blue tiles~"
"Wait for you to walk past me with an umbrella~"
"Whose cooking smoke is in the ancient town~"
"We are brewing the full moon of the year~"
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"A pair..."
"Purr~"
Yan He's rhythm was interrupted by a snoring sound, and he turned his head to look at Mingxin, and saw that he was already asleep at the moment, so he didn't continue.
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Mingxin woke up and found that the sky was still bright, pinched his fingers, and found that he had slept all night, and now it was the next day.
When he was about to get up and sit up, he found that Yan He was still holding his leg and pressing it seriously, and his face was still expressionless.
Mingxin became interested, put his elbows on his wrists against his head, and looked at her like this.
Yan Hexin felt something, his eyes glanced at Mingxin, but he ignored him, and his eyes turned back.
Mingxin looked at Yan He, shook his head and said, with a look of pity, Yan He couldn't help but ask: "What are you tsk, do you have something on my face?"
Mingxin nodded with a smile and said, "Yes." ”
Yan He touched his cheeks, but he didn't wipe anything, and condensed an ice mirror, but he still didn't see anything, and frowned: "What is on my face?"
Mingxin smiled and said, "The beauty of the prosperous world is on your face." ”
Yan He was startled, his cheeks were slightly red for a moment, he turned his head away and stopped looking at Mingxin, and said, "I said, stop bullying me, otherwise I will really fulfill my words!"
Mingxin laughed and said: "I bullied you? Praise you for your good looks and call it bullying you? Do you have to ask me to call you ugly and weird before you are willing?"
Yan He turned his head and glanced at Ming Xin, without saying a word.
Mingxin shook his head again, and said with a pity on his face: "It's a pity, it's a pity, I have such a good face, but I'm a nerd, except for crying, I'm pretending to be deaf and dumb, and I'm still a perennial facial paralysis, no one is perfect!"
Yan He showed an impatient expression for the first time, and said in a somewhat angry tone: "What kind of person I look like, what does it have to do with you!
When Mingxin saw that Yan He was angry, he suddenly became more interested, his legs curled up, and he sat up, because his legs were also close to Yan He's legs, so Yan He's whole person moved over to him.
Mingxin put his arms around Yan He's neck, turned his hand and pinched both of her cheeks, and said with an evil smile while rubbing it: "If you don't have facial paralysis, it should taste more delicious." ”
As he spoke, Mingxin grinned, his white teeth gradually became sharp and hideous in Yan He's eyes, and the terrifying fangs were all over Mingxin's mouth.
Mingxin opened his mouth again, and in Yan He's opinion, Mingxin's throat was as deep as a black hole, and his mouth was densely covered with hideous teeth, which was terrifying!
Unconsciously, Yan He didn't notice that Mingxin's head had become huge, and his open mouth was naturally huge, and Yan He's head had been encompassed entirely, surrounded by sharp fangs...
Mingxin's eyes narrowed, and he bit down with all his might, but it was like biting an iron ball, unbreakable, if Mingxin felt pain, I am afraid that at this moment, it has been hurt by the tooth.
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