My Darling Sick Beauty

Hearing people staring at the tip of his tongue, he saw the red bite mark on it. He looked at him silently for a moment. He didn't say a word. Instead, he lowered his head and kissed him again.

There's no room.

The little devil is no better than before. He held each other's soft tongue and tried to provoke the slight tingling pain. He looked at Jiang Zheliu and frowned lightly. He heard the slight gasp when he was kissing.

He found a sense of reality from the vast, and then relaxed the intention of aggression, let go of each other's lips.

Jiang Zheliu's lips were also bitten a little by him, and turned very red.

"How can you..." Jiang Zheliu closed her eyes and opened her eyes again. She couldn't even breathe. She looked at him helplessly. "How can you be so fierce?"

"Sorry." Never apologize first. "You kiss me first."

Jiang broke Liu's words and couldn't find fault.

He looked at the brown sugar water in the bowl and said in a low voice, "give me this, don't you think I'm sweet enough?"

After hearing people's night, I tasted the sweetness in my mouth. When Jiang Zheliu raised his head to kiss him, his mind was full of the man in front of him, and he ignored it for a moment. After a while, he said, "are they lying to me?"

Jiang Zheliu sighed in a flat tone and tried to explain gently: "when I fell asleep before, there was no way to cure or get sick..."

"You have."

Jiang Zheliu choked on him.

He looked at the night turned his head, quiet eyes directly staring at him, eyes are not willing to compromise paranoia.

"You're not well yet."

Jiang Zheliu was speechless for a moment. He didn't know whether to say he was ill or not.

It's too hard to choose. I didn't expect that one day. He should fall into such hesitation.

"Does he think you're hopeless?" Hearing that night, I looked at him deeply. When I said this, I couldn't see any mental abnormality, but the words were more and more terrible, "does he want to give up you?"

"No Jiang Zheliu cut off his words, quickly turned the topic, "it's because I'm getting better that I added a lot of malt sugar in it."

He raised his hand, pulled the little devil's cheek, looked at the bottomless eyes, and said: "it's not Xiaoyu. They gave up on me. It's good for me. Don't go to the dead end."

The night of hearing people look at him, silent for a long time, then gently place his head.

Jiang Zheliu is not at ease, heart suddenly jump, subconsciously charged a: "you don't move to kill."

You Mang in the other side's eyes suddenly ended, and his eyes withdrew from the intersection. This time, he didn't say a word, and there was no response.

How could it be like this.

Jiang Zheliu's heart was full of pain and he reached out to hold each other's wrist. The palm of his hand is cold and pasted with the warm temperature of the other person's body.

"I'm really better. I can talk so much with you."

His consolation was in vain.

The other side is like a frightened bird. Every time when he feels that it's OK and that he must be better, the world will ruthlessly lift the surface and let him see the ugly scars in reality.

People who leave can't feel what it's like to stay in place and wait.

In the torment and torment, almost all can sprout a bit of wonderful happiness - little willow just fell asleep, he still has a chance to wait.

He is like a bow string full of strength, strong, invincible, but also about to break.

Wen renye gradually opens his hand and holds the other person's finger. There are a lot of cocoons between the palms of his fingers, a little bit of friction, across the palm of the river broken willow.

"I had a dream before." He said.

Jiang Zheliu looked at him, did not distinguish the dangerous feeling, did not stop him to say.

"I dream that I have become a cat, no self-cultivation, wandering around." Wen renye looked away at the shimmering light from the window and said, "when I met you, I was dirty all over. You were still Lingxiao xianzun. You took me in regardless."

"You give me food, you give me shelter from the wind and rain, you practice in front of me, and we stay together day and night. But then one day, you suddenly told me that you were leaving, and then you left without a word

"I waited at home for a long time, but I didn't wait for you to come back. I don't know why you want to leave me. Am I too useless? "

In fact, he couldn't hear the very painful emotion in his narration, but Jiang Zheliu was still very sad to hear it. He gently breathed out a breath and wanted to tell him "it's not like this" and "you are really very good", but he didn't say a word.

"I wait for you every day, I can eat less, I can not sleep in your bed, I can not disturb your reading... I don't know what you hate, I can change it..."

"But you didn't come back. You left me

The little devil lowered his head and looked at the willow's long soft fingers for a while.

"Broken willows." He looked at each other's fingertips. "Isn't this a naive dream? I didn't expect to be manipulated by nightmares when I reached my cultivation. It's really... "

It's hopeless.

He laughed at himself, hugged each other, and whispered, "how can you leave me? No, you said you were always with me..."

Jiang Zheliu has no way to appease him. He can only hold him back and coax him slowly. But after a few words, he feels that the other party's state is more and more wrong.

The magic pattern on the little devil slowly emerged.

Not only that, the bone wings on his body also gradually spread out, from the back to the edge, and then slowly open, bone spines crisscross out, woven into a net covering the sky, the edge of iron as mud.

Wen Ren night buried in one side of his neck, hard Magic Horn a hot, above the blood lines bright. And he spread the bone wing shrouded, surrounded the river broken willow. But on the surface of those bone wings, cracks are constantly bursting out, and blood drops drop from the edge of the cracks, emitting the smell of enchantment.

Jiang Zheliu was slightly stunned: "the night of hearing people?"

When he calls each other's full name directly, most of them are going to have problems, such as at this moment.

The other party's blood gas could not be covered up, accompanied by the misty pines and cypresses. The bones and wings overlap to form a cage, and the sound of cracking is endless.

Jiang Zheliu was so close to him that he could feel a tingling sensation in his breath.

The side effects brought by killing the Taoist seed are added to the body, and the killing opportunities generated are lingering, controlling his mind and destroying his self-control.

Destroying his vision.

It can also be said that it is not an illusion, for the night of hearing people say, it is true. The breaths and heartbeats that no one else could hear, the whispers that seemed to be in his ears in the middle of the night, were all his necessities.

His little willows never withered. Only when he firmly believes in this can he survive.

At this time, it may not be clear who is more critically ill.

Jiang Zheliu knew nothing about the situation in front of him. Even if he was as erudite as he was, he did not know how to solve the problem of Tao planting into the body, but his mood became more and more unbalanced.

It's probably more than a blood debt. One is the shackles of natural calamity that will break out in the future, and the one in front of us is a high hanging sword that is hard to predict.

"Little devil?" When Jiang Zheliu said something, he realized that his ending was shaking a little. He held each other's skirt and kept calm“ You don't want to think, I will accompany you, I really will accompany you. I won't leave you. Don't think about it. Look at me... "

He felt the warmth of his shoulders.

The thick blood mixed with the stinging evil spirit soaked the clothes.

Jiang Zheliu's breath stagnated and pushed back on his shoulder to have a look at him. Hearing that night, he didn't move at all. He didn't seem to want to look at him.

After a short time, the crack mark on the bone wing no longer expanded, and the blood penetration stopped. These are not the blood in the skeleton, but the two wings connected with the body conduction up, each place inside the body has the blood transportation road, with the power to maintain a strong resistance.

The wings on the other side's back slowly contracted back.

Wait until completely back into the body, smell night just raised his head, wiped the red blood of the lips.

Jiang Zheliu stares at his eyes and sees that his right eye is still forced to flame for some time. Purple flame flies to one side, but gradually returns to its original state.

In fact, the evil body is his original state, so he is forced out by the Tao. The prototypes of the demons are the most resistant, followed by the human form.

Wen renye did not speak, but looked at him for a while, obediently looked at him for a long time, then slightly up, said: "you first rest."

Jiang Zheliu didn't want him to leave at all. He stretched out his hand and held his sleeve, but didn't let it go.

Two people slightly deadlocked for a while, small demon king to "rest" these two words insistence degree is extremely profound.

Jiang Zheliu had no choice but to say, "then you can sleep with me."

This sentence successfully selected the optimal solution. Wen renye had no objection. He hugged the little willow, which was cold all over, and looked at each other next to him.

In fact, he also wants to sleep with Jiang Zheliu, but because he knows that his state at the moment seems not suitable to accompany him, so his first reaction is to leave first.

Hearing the night around his shoulder, he seemed to be thinking about something very important. After a long time, he heard his voice.

"Your medicine." He pauses. "I'll bring all the latest prescriptions tomorrow."

Jiang Zheliu was worried that his brain would not work well when it should, and he would be blind when it should not. At that time, other people would be dragged to treat the dead and go there to reason.

He thought about it and said, "show it to me."

Wen renye stares at him and doesn't speak.

"I know pharmacology better than you." Jiang Zheliu's reason is flawless, "don't worry, I love my body, and I love you."

The little demon king was stunned and repeated his words. He came over and asked in a low voice, "cherish me?"

"Well."

Jiang Zheliu stretched out her hand and stroked his back like a cat. From the back of his neck to his back, she gradually smoothed the restlessness and depression. He rubbed the root of the enchanted horn and whispered, "I like you so much."

Wen Ren stares at his eyes at night, and catches the gentle breath from the dark eyes. He relaxed for a while, and his mood gradually eased down.

Jiang Zheliu leaned over to kiss him and said in a low voice, "but you can't chase me and bite me."

That's what he said, but sometimes, his mental state can't be controlled by himself.

He didn't say a word because he couldn't promise. The previous short-term loss of control is an example. He just wanted to kiss back, but fiercely bit the tip of his tongue, abraded the corners of his lips, and tasted the sweet blood of the other party.

The taste of the heavenly spirit body is also very attractive. It's like a poisonous insect. It's going into the brain. If the man hadn't been very weak and very ill in his head, I couldn't have pointed out what would have happened just now.

The little devil couldn't promise. He was a little unhappy and looked at him with his eyes.

It's less than him now.

Jiang Zheliu sighed and had to relax his request: "then you need to be light. It's still painful now."

He didn't cry for pain before. He was badly fed by the man in front of him. His character changed a lot. He couldn't bear the pain and the painful kiss. Limited wayward, only in front of the little devil alone, it seems a little delicate.

Wen renye finally opened his mouth, his eyes moved down, staring at his broken lips, whispered: "open your mouth, I blow."

Jiang Zheliu won't be fooled like this. Instead of going down, he leans on his arms and doesn't move. He seems magnanimous: "I'll worry about you next time. I'm sleepy."

When the other party heard the word "sleepy", he finally relaxed completely, as if he had returned to the familiar rhythm and environment and stayed with him steadily.

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Some people sleep all night, others sleep all night.

Last night, Yu Jinnian talked with the mute all night. The next day when he changed his clothes, he was still worried about the latest brown sugar water. In fact, he really opened a lot of different but ineffective prescriptions. Only recently did he catch up with this one. He simply challenged his head, which is always not firm on his neck.

Although he was fierce before the night, he was still reasonable. Now he is not reasonable. In the human world, it is not against the law to kill people with mental illness, while in the demon world, it may not be against the law to kill people with strong power under the situation of positive challenges.

Yu Jinnian is disconsolate with Wang Moxuan alone. He looks at the little dumb man and straightens his neckline. He says, "if I can't come back today, you must raise our child..."

Wang Moxuan looked up at him and said, "where are the children?"

He has been mute for a long time. Even if he unties the curse of the lock, he is not used to speaking. He is silent and still like a mute.

"I mean the kids." Ember years deep tunnel, "we two exchange 70 or 80 years of medical skills and decomposition of the body, he has been my actual inheritor, is my eldest son."

I'm worthy of you.

Wang Moxuan was too lazy to pay attention to him. After finishing the wrinkles on his neckline, he put down his hand and let Yisheng alone face the rough waves brought by brown sugar water.

But the year of Ember didn't expect that he didn't encounter a murderous night. Instead, he drank tea with Jiang Zheliu, who was sitting on a rattan chair reading a little yellow book.

Jiang Zheliu recovered well, and his body can recover easily soon. However, although the meridians in his body are connected, he is still not so strong. Later, he needs to warm up slowly and repair gradually.

However, his current situation is better than before. If he had broken the vase and stuck it with glue before, this time he put it into the kiln and burned it again. Maybe the slurry and tire are not so delicate and perfect, but they don't leak.

The year of Ember touched the wrist of the man who came back from the dead and wandered around according to his pulse and meridians to confirm that what fit into his body was really the collection of the original spirits. Tut tut tut exclaimed: "the instrument of rebirth in the nether world is really good. You should have more."

After a pause, he thought of something and said, "but you seem to be the first one to succeed. It can be seen that reincarnation magic weapon also needs opportunity and luck to use."

In addition, other people who used this magic weapon had no relatives or lovers. They were able to take care of tandeng for seven or eight years and provide conditions for his return to life.

Jiang Zheliu put down his book, nodded and said, "when I get better, I'll visit the puppet master. Thank you for his decision at that time."

"Thank him indeed." "Ember year helpless way," otherwise if you really lost, this world I see also enough choke, when the time is not out of control to destroy everything, or trigger the sky to kill, ninety-nine eighty-one thunder together to chop down

How dare Jiang Zheliu make a squeak when he feels guilty.

He had never experienced such a strong emotion and could not expect such a serious consequence. Before that, his expectation for the little devil was just to forget him as soon as possible, make a new love and start over.

But when he woke up, he realized that his expectation was the most outrageous one. This is the custom of the demon world. The little demon king is loyal and persistent. How can there be such a peaceful result?

Before he met Wen Ren ye, he questioned whether he could have a strong love for him. He is light about everything, even if he has been guarding for many years, even if he has paid for half of his life, what he knows and feels is only responsibility and obligation, at most, a little expectation and love for his younger generation.

This situation is beyond his control.

"You come to me, it's the serial port, isn't it?" Yu Jinnian was very skilled. He put the prescriptions in front of each other one by one. "I'll give you some medicine to warm your body later. When you recover, you can practice again according to the mental method of the past."

Jiang Zheliu nodded slightly to thank him, then thought: "that night of hearing people..."

"I can't cure that." After hearing this, yujinnian had a headache. The elder didn't say a word, "you have to tie the bell to solve the problem. I think you have to think of a way."

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Five thousand a day is not small. I save the balance for readers（ (in a low voice)

That what... Want that full of nutrition... White liquid