Death Protector

"Come on, ink pool is a young master of one of the three financial groups in the human world, which will affect the order of the human world."

Beigong Haoru said that Fengming was unwilling to resist the ink pool back to the villa.

The restless Ziyun villa has gradually come to an end.

But, the king of the demon, demon Wuyue said that he would come back again. When and where would he come back?

*****

on the other side, Lin Xiaoxi struggled to get down in Yanmo's cold arms, and they finally landed in a small park.

"Cold words, we..." Lin Xiaoxi opened his chest and stepped back. "You are master Yan. I'm..."

"I am death." A word, interrupted the next words of Lin Xiaoxi, Yan Mo Han slowly approached her, raised her chin, "that year's feast, the little girl in the corner turned out to be you."

Lin Xiaoxi a Leng, dare not look at the Yan Mo cold eyes, "en, I didn't expect that you should be the God of death."

All the aristocrats know that the Fu family has hidden a little daughter. She is not allowed to participate in any noble activities, not to be contaminated with secular atmosphere, to protect her strictly, and not to allow anyone to have any chance to hurt her.

The feast of that year was held in Fu's mansion. Lin Xiaoxi sneaked out of the room because of her curiosity, but she regretted it very much. At that time, she was born with the ability to see ghosts, and saw a room full of ghost gas.

She shrank in the corner, shivering, looking at the adults who touched each other's glasses, surrounded by ghosts. She could not see the ghosts, but could see the shadows on the shoulders of the nobles.

At that time, a handsome young man in a black suit passed her.

Lin Xiaoxi remembers that young man's eyes, indifferent, ruthless, like the God of death.

That is the boy of death, who was reduced in size at that time.

"Lord death, but your father..." Memories back to reality, Lin Xiaoxi struggled to get rid of his grip, but he used force to fix her face in his hands.

"I know, so what?" Yan Mo Han carried her small face and put her against the tree trunk. "Of course I know the hidden rules handed down by powerful families, but I am the God of death."

Lin Creek a stay, a warm current from the tip of the heart.

"Lord death, you..."

Yan Mo Han gradually lowered his head, holding her small face up, overbearing let her look at his eyes, "little thing, you are bold, want to leave me? Leave me, who are you going to, eh

"It hurts." Lin Xiaoxi was pinched by him and hurt his chin. He resisted to pull his hand holding his chin. "I am an ominous person, destined not to be with you..."

Lin Xiaoxi's tears gradually overflow. The God of death is right. He is not qualified to love him, whether he is the God of death or the precious young master of human beings.

"Lord death, even if you are the God of death You are also Mr. Yan. You're right. I'm not qualified to love you. I'm... "

Not finished words, Yan Mo Han but suddenly bent down to kiss her, Lin Xiaoxi was shocked, his tongue has already invaded, disturbed her breath.

"Well..." Lin Xiaoxi was pressed on the trunk of the tree, and his kiss was too fierce, as if to punish her, or to express something, not to let her have any chance to breathe. She was caught off guard by his tongue and sucked hard.

He kept swallowing her taste, and his throat knot crossed a warm arc (indescribable)

In a daze, Lin Xiaoxi hears his deep murmur, grins up a big arc, hugs his neck, and faints in the past.

*****

when Lin Xiaoxi wakes up, she sleeps on the big bed of Yan's villa, and her body is rubbed by Yan Mohan. She gets out of bed with a red face, puts on a knee wide pajamas, pushes the door and goes out.

Yan Mo cold in the living room with the computer to check things, heard the movement of the head also did not lift pointed to the brown sugar water on the table, "drink."

Lin Xiaoxi walks over to pick up brown sugar water. This is what Beigong Hao made from the dead god world. It's very useful for her spirit medium, which can connect people and ghosts.

Head up to drink water, Lin Creek peek at the words of the cold. He had just taken a bath. His black hair was still wet. His red and naked upper body had perfect lines. He was muscular but not strong. He was a mess.

"What are you doing? Come here. "

Yan Mo Han raised his head slightly and saw Lin Xiaoxi holding a cup at his mouth, but he was dazed. He thought that there was something wrong with the brown sugar water. He simply got up and went to her directly without patience. He took the cup from her hand and tasted it in person.

"No problem!" Lin Xiaoxi blushed and stood on tiptoe to take back brown sugar water from Yan Mo Han's hand, and drank it in a panic.

Shame. I saw the God of death just now.

"What's the matter?" Although Yan Mo Han is a powerful God of death, but he does not understand the girl's mind, see Lin Xiaoxi small face red, worried low head to touch her head with his head.

Lin Xiaoxi's body is completely in place. His gentleness made her fall completely.The language Mo is cold tiny frown, confirm that she did not have a fever, is preparing to leave, but was hugged by Lin Xiaoxi's neck.

"Lord death..." Her eyes touched him, bright eyes are full of him, she tried to stand on tiptoe close to him, watery eyes instantly hit the cold.

"Don't make any noise." She tried to calm down and get rid of her body. She was in the park again. Even if she was in pain now, she was afraid that she could not stand it.

"Lord death, do you like mine, too?" Lin Creek curved eyebrows and eyes, not to scratch the hook of his neck, "if you say no, I will go to like others."

"Dare you

Yan Mo Han blurted out to roar at her, but she laughed more and more happy. Yan Mo Han was angry to find that he was played by a small thing.

Is ready to punish her, Lin Xiaoxi but a force on tiptoe, the first initiative to kiss him. Learn from him to kiss her, green and astringent little tongue brush his lips, mischievous ran into his mouth.

The language Mo cold body fierce one tight, hugs her tightly, lets her stick tightly to oneself, "the small thing, you provoke."

The hot kiss made Lin Xiaoxi's body feel tender and trembling, but she didn't flinch this time. She took the initiative to stick it to him. Her little hands rubbed on his bare and bare back, and the cold pasted his heat. She immediately felt that her hands were also burned.

Yan Mo Han gasped for breath, loosened her lips, and breathed out a strong breath in her ear. "Continue, like in the park, take it out."

…… (indescribable)

Lin Xiaoxi really regretted that he had to take the initiative to provoke him last night! Make their own back pain now, no strength!

"Awake?" Behind the man's deep voice came, the hands around her waist could not help sliding down to her abdomen, squeezing her legs.

"Cold words!" Lin Xiaoxi was afraid, he grabbed his hand and turned around, "you can get up!"

Yan Mo Han seldom shows a gentle smile, and gently kisses her at her small chin, "one more time, eh?"

"No A small thing suddenly cried down his face, said the cold low smile sound, really did not touch her, turned to get up.

"Where to go?" Lin Xiaoxi looked at the cold back of the man and remembered that he was about to faint last night. At last, he was low beside him and said, "you can only be mine.".

Does this mean that the Lord of death also likes himself?

"To see your brother." Yan Mo Han has already pushed open the door of the bedroom, "the document of the dead god world has come down."

On hearing this, Lin Xiaoxi also quickly got up from the bed and went to the bathroom to straighten himself up. When he put on his clothes, he went out in the living room, where Yanmo, beigonghao and Fengming were all there.

"Oh, Xiaolin brook!" The wind was laughing at the forest stream coming down.

"Huang Mao, Bei Gong Hao!" Since the first world war last night, Lin Xiaoxi and beigonghao, Fengming several people's relations have become more intimate.

Yan Mo Han is looking at a document, his face is cold, and Lin Xiaoxi walks to Yan Mo Han and heads over.

"Erase memory?"

"The things of yesterday must be covered up. In addition to Fu Shaoling and Gong Jiaqi, who have known the situation for a long time, other people in Ziyun villa who don't know have to erase their memories. However, the elimination of memory is a sealed taboo and technique, which may lead to confusion in people's thinking and turn them into lunatics

"Then why erase the memory! Why don't you just give them a reasonable explanation? "

Lin Xiaoxi doesn't understand. Doesn't the God of death really think about human beings?

Yan Mo cold face if frost, "orders from the upper level, we have no right to protest."

Both Beigong Hao and Fengming lowered their heads at the same time.

Lin Xiaoxi looks at a few people, their faces are full of helplessness, it seems that they should have done their best.

"What kind of person is the director of the dead world?"

They don't care about human beings at all. They just want to cover up their identity and existence, and they take human beings at will.

"That's it." Yan Mo Han combined the document and handed it to Beigong Hao and Fengming, "Nuo, take your treatment team and pay attention to the people whose memory has been eliminated."

Beigong Hao understood the meaning of the cold, nodded and left the wind.

Yan Mo Han greets Lin Xiaoxi. They go out to Tianding cafe. Fu Shaoling and Yan Mo Han meet there.

On the road, she ran into Gong Jiaqi.

"Jiaqi? What's the matter with you? " Lin Xiaoxi holds Gong Jiaqi. Her face is full of tears, her hair is messy, her clothes are not neat, and her face is very poor.

"Nothing." Gong Jiaqi didn't go to see Lin Xiaoxi at the beginning. Her shoulder was still shaking and sobbing.

"What's the matter?" Lin Xiaoxi heart cluttered for a moment, "is he bullying you? I'll go to him

Listening to Lin Xiaoxi mentioning Fu Shaoling, Gong Jiaqi even breathes more and shouts at Lin Xiaoxi, "Lin Xiaoxi! You told me about him! Why do you even want to rob the man I love again when I'm cold! "

Yan Mo frowned coldly, pulled the Lin brook back to his back, glanced coldly at Gong Jiaqi, "speak clearly.""How clear is it to say?" Gong Jiaqi cried and yelled, attracting all kinds of sidelights on the street, "his home is full of pictures of him and Lin Xiaoxi! From small to large! You've known each other since childhood! How to explain it! "

Lin Xiaoxi a stay, and then think about it to understand what is going on. Burst into laughter.