Death Protector

Does death care about his feelings?

Why? I am not qualified to love him. Why would he compromise and give in to himself?

"Back."

Yan Mo Han turned to open the door, Lin Xiaoxi Lengleng sat to the co pilot.

The car drove up the road. The two men were silent again.

Yan Mo Han also don't know how he is, how can suddenly humble to her to make concessions.

I see small things obviously not from the situation just now, silly appearance of the speech Mo cold unconsciously slightly raised the corner of the lip.

What a helpless woman.

Gulu

The discordant sound came from the belly of Lin Xiaoxi, or loud.

"Er..." Lin Xiaoxi's momentary great embarrassment, embraces the belly to stare to suppress the smile to the speech Mo cold of internal injury, "do not laugh! If you don't eat for a day, you will be hungry! "

"What would you like to eat?" Yan Mo Han tries to look at the front of the car, trying not to laugh, pretending not to hear someone's continuous crying stomach.

"Food street!"

Lin Xiaoxi looks out of the window at the central food street, salivating all over the ground.

Yan Mo Han according to her, back, parking.

The central food street mainly provides all kinds of snacks and snacks. It is cheap and open all night. It is the favorite place for most young people.

Lin Xiaoxi didn't expect that, as a young master of Yan's family, and even as a god of death, he would put down his golden body and accompany himself to stroll in such a smoky snack street.

"I'll eat that!" Lin Xiaoxi's mouth was full of Beef Kebabs, pointing to the other side of the pancake, Yan Mo Han followed her step by step, like a small follower, with a pile of food in his hand.

The two men found a chair in the park and sat down. Yan Mo Han looked around the small things to eat so happy, grinning face how to see how cute, his mood suddenly better.

"Eat so much, what is your stomach made of?"

Yan Mo cold helplessly shook his head and took out a paper towel to wipe her mouth. She is very obedient to the mouth, powder small lips stained with pepper, looks delicate. See speech Mo cold suddenly throat a tight, slant head to look for her lip.

"No!"

Lin Xiaoxi, who is eating in xingtou, refuses decisively and turns to avoid his approach.

The language Mo cold tiny displeasure reaches out to pull over her face, can't help but kiss up.

"Cold words! If I don't like what you said, you won't touch me! "

Lin Xiaoxi pushed his chest, opened his face and yelled at him angrily.

Yan Mo Han suddenly sad urge of deep understanding, what is called lifting a stone to hit their own feet, ah!

Finally, I fed my stomach and walked happily in front of Lin Xiaoxi. But a certain God of death had a stomach full of fire, and was not satisfied in some way, and followed her with a black face.

"Lord death." Lin Xiaoxi suddenly stood still and turned to look at the cold.

"Say it." The God of death is in a bad mood.

Lin Xiaoxi suddenly funny, when the cold God of death adults also have such a lovely expression.

"In fact, he and I really have nothing."

After biting his teeth, Lin Xiaoxi twisted his fingers anxiously, "it's not what you imagined..."

"Yes." Don't wait for the Forest Creek to finish saying, the speech Mo cold already strides forward.

Lin Xiaoxi immediately depressed face. Today, after thinking about why the God of death was so abnormal, he finally thought that it might be the relationship between himself and Fu Shaoling. However, the God of death didn't even want to listen to the explanation, so he left.

"Not yet! What are you doing

The God of death roared, and Lin Xiaoxi had no choice but to run past. No attention was paid to the rising radian of the angle of the lips of the God of death.

Racing home, Yan Mo cold suddenly excited and good mood let Lin Xiaoxi inexplicable.

"Lord death, did you pick up the money?"

Back to Yan's villa, Lin Xiaoxi couldn't help raising his face to ask. In exchange for Yan Mo's cold stare, he turned and went to the bathroom.

Thinking of Lin Xiaoxi's explanation before, Yan Mo Han couldn't help bending her eyebrows again.

She is willing to explain to herself. Does it mean that she cares about herself?

Yan Mo Han looks at himself through the mirror.

Unconsciously, the whole heart is occupied by this little thing. Such a fall was completely contrary to the original purpose. The more we can't let her go, the more we can't carry out the hatred of seven years ago.

But I can't watch her die again

Yan Mo cold sigh, with bath towel wrapped waist, slowly walked up the floor.

"Wow Lin Xiaoxi's scream.

Words Mo cold Leng at the door. Lin Xiaoxi is in the process of changing clothes after taking a bath. The pajamas have no time to put them on. The two regiments of small white on the chest are delicate in the air.

"Cold words! Don't look

Lin Xiaoxi's face red roar, a panic ring in front of her chest, she squats on the ground, holding her shoulder, with a standard harmonious posture looking up at someone.Yan Mo cold chest ups and downs obviously become intense. He pretended to be calm and walked over. He pulled her up and staggered forward and threw her on the bed.

"Cold words! You said not to touch me The dissatisfied little hand scratched in his chest.

"Are you sure you don't want it?" Yan Mo Han is still a pair of facial paralysis and indifference, but Lin Xiaoxi catches the belly black and cunning from the bottom of his eyes.

Sure enough, a few minutes later, Lin Xiaoxi was limp and feeble, very uncomfortable.

"Please." The God of death put the abdominal black to the end, endured the pain to burst the desire, dumb voice in her ear whispered temptation, "please I want you."

His hands are magnetic

"Please Lord death... "

"How nice."

So the Lord of death got his wish and swallowed the little sheep.

*****

the next day, Lin Xiaoxi opened his eyes in a daze, and yanmuchan was not around.

She sat up from the bed and stayed for a long time before her confused consciousness gradually woke up. The kisses and soreness on my body tell me what happened last night.

"Ah Lin Xiaoxi covered his face and refused to recall the scene of last night's shame and indignation. He got out of bed, put on his pajamas, opened the door and went out.

"Cold words..."

Lin Xiaoxi is stunned in the stairwell.

There are more people in the living room.

The middle-aged man's suit is straight, with black lining of his strong and solid, which shows the arrogance of the upper class. The woman sitting on the sofa is dignified and dignified in her manner.

Yan Mo Han stood in front of them. Several people heard the sound, have the line of sight gathered to the Forest Creek body.

"This little girl is..." The lady looked at Lin Xiaoxi with a smile.

Lin Xiaoxi immediately felt at a loss and lowered his head. When he did not know how to answer, he had already come to her and gently took her by the hand and took her to the lady's side.

"Mom, she's my girlfriend."

Lin Xiaoxi startles Leng Leng to look up at Yan Mo Han, his side face is very serious, not like in joke.

A glimmer of light flashed in the eyes of the lady, and the faint red kiss from the girl's neck could tell what happened to her child and her yesterday.

"What's your name?"

Lin Xiaoxi shrinks behind Yan Mo Han. Yan Mo Han thinks she is scared. He pulls her into his arms around her waist and says to her gently, "don't be afraid."

"Don't be afraid, little girl." The lady also laughed, stood up and gracefully patted the shoulder of Lin Xiaoxi, "I'm Xiaohan's mother, my name is Qing. I don't object to him having a girlfriend

"Hello, aunt Qing." Lin Xiaoxi reluctantly smiles. In fact, what he is afraid of is not that Yan Mo Han's mother does not accept himself, but

I haven't seen you for many years. Aunt Qing and uncle Yan haven't changed much.

But I didn't expect that they were the parents of Yan Mo Han!

"You?..." Standing at the window of Yan Zhenlei also looked over, his eyes are extremely sharp, straight in the Forest Creek body.

Lin Xiaoxi was startled and thought that he had seen through his own identity and hurriedly hid in his arms.

Yan Mo Han funny looking at the panic of the small things, helpless around her. How could she be more afraid than seeing a demon?

"Hello, uncle Yan." Lin Xiaoxi raised his eyes timidly.

Yan Zhenlei's eyes twinkle constantly, and his eyes stop on Lin Xiaoxi and keep looking at them. Lin Xiaoxi doesn't dare to look at him. He shrinks in his cold arms like a kitten.

"That's it." Yan Zhenlei sighed slightly and turned his back over his body, "Xiaohan, since you have already had a relationship, you are also big. Let's make your own decisions. Don't let people down. "

"Well, I won't let her down." The cold lips of the stream are closer.

Lin Xiaoxi was relieved. No matter whether uncle Yan found himself, he didn't say anything.

"This time I come back with your mother, it's a big deal."

Seeing off his parents, Lin Xiaoxi sighed.

"Lord death, why do you have parents in the human world?"

"Fake identity." Yan Mo cold sink eyes, he is very concerned about Yan Zhen Lei just said. Go to the computer and send a message to death.

Lin Xiaoxi scratched his head. It is very rare for a god of death with parents and family in the human world like Yan Mohan. Most of the gods of death are solitary, just like Beigong Hao. He is a famous doctor in the human world, but he has no parents or relatives.

The reason why yanmohan chose to be the son of the Yan family is that he once had some predestination with the Yan family. Later, he has always been a child of the Yan family. As a young master of Yan family, he lurks in K city and manages various demons and spirits within the jurisdiction of K city.

"Young master Yan." Lin Xiaoxi looks at Yan Mo Han's serious side face, seems to think of what.

That year's feast, I seem to have seen the youth's speech cold.

"Come with me to the feast in three days." Yan Mo Han raised his head from the computer, "feel this feast is unusual.""I don't want to..." The forest stream murmured. Yan Mohan's father, uncle Yan, is here to tell him that a feast will be held three days later. At that time, all the business, political, underworld, arms dealers, in short, the richest or the most powerful people from all over the world will come.

To put it bluntly, this is a banquet in which the powerful families compete and make use of each other, which is also known as the grand banquet of powerful families.

Lin Xiaoxi didn't want to participate in it at all. At that time, it was uncertain who would recognize himself.

"No, I'm here."

In meditation, Yan Mo Han has already got up and walked to the front of the forest brook, raised her face, "everyone should take a dance partner. If you don't go, who do you want me to take?"

Lin Xiaoxi was foolishly bewitched by the gentle God of death, and gently nodded his head.