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Chapter 8 You are too noisy
"Is there something wrong?" Mingyou looked at him suspiciously, and closed the door directly. What is this man's hobby?
Mo Yin stretched out his hand and pushed open the door forcefully.

He strode in, walked around the room, especially stopped when he reached the window.

Mingyou was directly pulled aside by him just now, and there was some dissatisfaction in his eyes. Seeing him like this now, he understood.

It seems that this person has a little understanding of Taoism.

"What are you looking for?" Mingyou walked up to Mo Yin with his hands behind his back, looked up at him with a smile on his face, "Do you like my room? Why don't you stay here tonight?"

Mo Yin lowered his eyes, and the girl's pink and tender face was reflected in his eyes. It was clear that he was very innocent and well-behaved, but matched with these eyes, he looked very attractive.

Just now he clearly felt that something unclean was approaching, especially this room.

Now when I walk in, I can't feel anything.

He was born with a keen perception of these unclean things. Master Xuanzhen once wanted to accept him as a disciple, but he had no talent for Taoism, let alone wisdom.

"Okay." His thin lips parted slightly, his voice low.

The Ming family was probably being targeted by something unclean.

He can protect Mingyou by staying in this room tonight.

Mo Yin's fate is noble, and ordinary spirits dare not approach him at all.

Mr. Mo is wearing Master Xuanzhen's safety talisman, so he will be fine.

As for Ming Zhonglin and Su Wanyue...he didn't care.

"Ah?" Mingyou opened her small mouth slightly, her jaw almost dropped in shock.

She just asked casually, how dare this person agree?
"Tonight, I'll live here." Mo Yin stared at Ming You with his black eyes, and his voice was clear and pleasant.

After speaking, he left the room.

It was still early, so he took a shower before coming back.

Mingyou looked at the perfect back of the man leaving, and swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

Is this too fast?

Just got engaged, this person wants to have sex.

Could this be the rules and etiquette of the young master of the capital?
or……

He doesn't want to protect her, does he?
It was the first time anyone felt that she was afraid of ghosts.

Su Wanyue came to the door with the medicinal soup, and knocked on the door.

"Yuyou, come on, drink the medicine."

Mingyou forced a smile, how many days has Dr. Zhao prescribed the medicine?

She has had enough!
……

About an hour later, there was a knock on her door.

Mingyou was lying on the bed playing with her mobile phone, completely ignoring the knock on the door.

She doesn't need to be protected.

After a few knocks on the door, there was no movement.

Mingyou narrowed her eyes, it seemed that she didn't open the door, this person was going to stand at the door forever.

"Come in." She said lazily, looking at the door.

Su Wanyue and Ming Zhonglin's room is on the second floor, and Mr. Mo's room is also on the second floor. There are only her and Mo Yin on the third floor.

The door opened, and Mo Yin walked in wearing royal blue velvet pajamas.

Mingyou glanced at him, and sighed that he looked so good in pajamas, tsk tsk, what a disaster.

"The sofa is over there, sleep by yourself." Ming You pointed to the sofa beside him.

Mo Yin didn't speak, and walked to the sofa and stood still.

He looked at the girl lying on the bed with her legs crossed, "You sleep on the sofa."

"Why? This is my room." Mingyou frowned, this person is really rude.

"I'm a guest." Mo Yin walked to the side of the bed, looking down at Ming You, his fine hair slightly covering his eyebrows and eyes.

It looks a little more youthful.

Mingyou hates being looked down upon by others the most, it's like challenging the prestige of her Taoist patriarch!
She got up quickly, stood on the bed, looked down at Mo Yin with her hands on her hips, "Then you go to sleep in the guest room."

Mo Yin raised his head slightly, looked at the girl standing on the bed who was much taller than him, and suddenly frowned.

The low laughter hit Mingyou's ears numbly.

"What are you laughing at?" Ming You reached out to push his shoulder.

Unexpectedly, the mattress under her feet was too soft, she threw herself towards Mo Yin when her center of gravity was unsteady.

Seeing that she was about to fall into Mo Yin's arms, Mingyou breathed a sigh of relief.

who knew...

But Mo Yin turned slightly sideways and hid.

Mingyou: Dog man!

The bed was not high at all, her legs were slightly bent, her toes were exerting force, and she was about to roll sideways when she landed.

Although Mingyou no longer has the immortal technique, he still has Guwu on him.

Just when she was about to lie down on the ground, a strong arm wrapped around her waist.

With a slight effort, Mo Yin pulled her into his arms, and supported her thigh with his other hand.

Mingyou hugged his neck subconsciously.

The two looked at each other.

Mo Yin hugged Mingyou to his chest like a child, with inexplicable emotions in his slender eyebrows and eyes.

With the chiseled handsome face close at hand, Mingyou's little heart started beating thumpingly.

She stared at those black eyes, and pursed her lips in embarrassment.

God knows, she hasn't been so close to people in 5000 years.

"Ah."

The man chuckled, like putting a small hook on Mingyou's ear.

There was a faint blush on the girl's face.

In the next second, she was thrown out.

Ming You, who was thrown on the sofa, looked at the person lying on her bed angrily, and clenched her small fists fiercely.

She walked to the bed, looked down at Mo Yin, raised her pink fist, "Believe it or not, if I punch you, you will die."

Mo Yin had already closed his eyes, but now he opened them slightly. His whole body was embedded in the warm yellow light, which seemed unreal.

He just glanced at Ming You lightly, and then closed his eyes again.

There are too many things to do recently, and he came to Nancheng with the old man just after he was busy. He was really sleepy.

Seeing him ignoring her, Ming You almost gritted her teeth.

For the sake of his purple body, and for the sake of his good looks.

She spared him this time.

But let her sleep on the sofa?
It's impossible!

She went around to the other side, kicked off her shoes and sat under the covers.

He also pulled the quilt hard on his body.

Mingyou clicked on the game, ready to vent in the game.

Mo Yin frowned slightly, listened to the noisy voice in his ear, and opened his eyes.

"Ancestor! Don't kill me, save some for me!"

"Little ancestor, you should say something!"

A male voice kept talking on the phone, and his tone sounded a little sad.

The light of the mobile phone screen reflected in the bright eyes of the girl. At this moment, she was focusing her eyes, with a small face, sliding on the screen with nimble fingers.

"Are you going to grab the 25 yuan too?" The male voice came out again.

Mo Yin's eyes gradually darkened, he sat up and moved closer to Mingyou's side.

Ming You was hunting wild monsters all over the map when he saw a long, slender hand with well-defined bones stretching out.

The long finger pressed on the microphone on the screen.

"You are too noisy."

Mingyou was stunned, were you talking about that doll gas station?

"You are the little ancestor? No, I remember that the little ancestor is a girl." The male voice on the phone asked, with disbelief in his tone.

……

(End of this chapter)