After rebirth, flirtatiously in the arms of the deadly enemy Demon Venerable

Under the bleak autumn wind, the young man was sitting in a wheelchair, his face was thin and pale, and he looked sick.

But when those familiar peach blossom eyes clearly reflected her reflection, they glowed with an astonishingly bright luster.

He looked much older than when she came to him before.

It seems that Joe has reached the age of 29.

She was the only one standing in front of him, feeling inexplicably nervous.

But that nervousness, after she thought about his death, was quickly washed away by great sadness.

She didn't dare to move, let alone touch him, lest his phantom would disappear in the next moment.

She suppressed the soreness of her nose and said in a hoarse voice, "Mo Yinxing, I miss you very much."

Although, strictly speaking, they were only parted for a few days, but to her, it seemed like several years had passed.

Mo Yinxing is not the same.

He pushed the wheelchair to get closer to Ning Xiang and embraced her, but saw her stepping back in panic.

It seemed that he was some kind of scourge, he stopped approaching in a daze, and asked her with his eyes, what's wrong?
"No." The corners of Ning Xiang's eyes were already wet, but she still forced a faint smile on her face, and her voice was a little nasal, trying to find a ridiculous excuse for herself, "I just think it's too windy here. , let's change positions? How about you go ahead?"

At the entrance of the pavilion, there is a place for wheelchairs to go up.

Mo Yinxing thought that she would at least help him push the wheelchair.

But she didn't move at all, just watched him quietly, as if as long as he didn't move, she wouldn't move again.

He couldn't figure it out, so he could only do as she wanted, and turned on the automatic forward function of the wheelchair, and went into the pavilion.

She didn't realize that the girl following her was staring at his back hungrily at this moment, wiping away the tears and mist that blocked her sight with her hands over and over again, took a deep breath and followed closely.

Now, after late autumn, the wind is very strong at the gazebo, and the sky is dark. I don't know if it is going to rain.

Ning Xiang wore very little, a thin summer shirt, and soon sneezed uncontrollably.

Seeing this, Mo Yinxing picked up the blanket covering his legs, steered the wheelchair closer, and wanted to help her put it on.

But Ning Xiang stepped back again, and even stopped him out of control.

"do not come!!"

It was also at this time that Mo Yinxing realized where the most abrupt place was.

They had clearly experienced life and death, but after seeing him, Ning Xiang reacted very calmly as if she hadn't seen him for a few days.

On the other hand, from the moment he saw Ning Xiang, his whole body was already excited and began to tremble unconsciously.

At first he planned to call her by name, but when he asked her to turn around, he was almost speechless, opened his mouth several times, and finally managed to make a sound.

Even now, his right hand is still tightly clutching the soft flesh of his palm, so tense that it is almost the same as when he first met Ning Xiang.

He got confused and asked her: "A Zhi, do you think that all this is fake?"

Ning Xiang didn't answer out loud, but gave Mo Yinxing the answer in disguise.

He looked at her suddenly pale face, and her lower lip that was unconsciously bitten by her, and his heart ached so badly.

He continued to approach her, grabbed her wrist when she was about to flee again, pulled her to him, and said in a hoarse voice, "Then take a closer look, am I real or fake?" ?”

The hot grip feeling from her wrist was so real that Ning Xiang's eyes became confused, wondering if it was her imagining that was more serious, or if everything was really as Mo Yinxing said, it was real.

She still can't believe that he is still alive. After listening to his question, she just greedily stared at his unburned face, which was a little strange to her but very familiar, and murmured his name again. name taboo.

"Mo Yinxing"

"Papa papa."

The moment the voice yelled, the tears accumulated in her eyes began to fall one by one like broken beads.

Some fell on the floor, and some fell on the back of Mo Yinxing's hands along the way. The pain in his heart was even worse. He stretched out his hand to wipe her tears with his fingertips, and said softly, "I'm here."

"Mo Yinxing..." Ning Xiang still didn't dare to take the initiative to touch him, but just stared at him like a red-eyed rabbit, and continued, "I really miss you."

But he was so cruel, even if he appeared in her dream, he would disappear soon.

How long will he stay in her dream this time?A cup of tea, or a quarter of an hour, or an hour?
"Me too, but am I not in front of you now? Don't be sad, put away your tears, I feel uncomfortable watching it."

Ning Xiang sniffed, and obediently followed suit, for fear that if she was one step too late, Mo Yinxing would disappear because of her lack of cooperation.

Seeing her now worrying about gain and loss is really worrying.

The young man simply hugged her into his arms, opened his mouth and bit her lip lightly, and asked her if it hurt.

"If it hurts, you are not dreaming, but have really come to the world I used to live in."

Just now when her wrist was tightly grasped by him, she could only feel the heat of his body temperature, but could not feel the pain.

But this time, she clearly felt the pain of his lips being bitten, and the different pupils widened in surprise in an instant, asking him to bite again.

Mo Yinxing sighed deeply, and after stroking her lips with tooth marks with his right thumb, he covered them again with deep eyes.

But this time, it's not just about biting her lips to let her understand that this is reality.

Instead, he integrated his unbearable and longing for the past few days into this kiss. After holding it, he didn't let go, and told her personally whether this was a dream or reality.

It wasn't until Ning Xiang was a little out of breath that she realized that she was indeed not dreaming. Then she was let go by the hungry wolf in front of her. She took a big breath of fresh air, looked at him with moist eyes, and said incredulously: "It turned out to be true!" .?"

She thought that this was another absurd dream with no results.

Mo Yinxing tried his best to calm down the unbearable body, and his voice was hoarse: "Well, I should believe it this time, right? This matter is a long story, let's go into the room and talk about it."

Looking at the sky, he reckoned that it was going to rain.

Ning Xiang nodded in bewilderment, almost like a puppet, allowing Mo Yinxing to be dragged into the villa's room, and then all the way into his room.

After entering, she was surprised to find that the room was almost full of her.

It's just that she looks a little strange, only six or seven points like her.

Moreover, it still appeared in a very strange form, not quite like a human, but a bit like a paper man.

Of course I don’t want to abuse everyone hehe~