In the middle of the night, she couldn’t sleep. She tossed and turned the bed like a pancake and stared at the ceiling. After a while, she still couldn’t sleep. She carefully bypassed Ling Mo’s pupil and pushed out the door. She went to the outer ring corridor and sat quietly thinking about her heart.
The night is as cool as water, and the crescent moon hangs leisurely in the dark blue night. A few lonely stars adorn the surface like broken diamonds sprinkled in a sapphire blue curtain.
Feather pastor looked at the sky, the moon and the stars and couldn’t help sighing.
"What sigh?" There was a nice Otoha behind him, and suddenly he turned around and saw Ling Mo behind him.
"Are you a ghost? There is no sound when you walk? Almost scared me to death! " Feather pastor pursed mouth to complain.
Ling mo pupil smile "it’s strange that I’m not a mortal. How can there be a sound when I walk with such a high spirit? You don’t have a sound when you walk now! Because you have my psychic pow. "
"Are you? I haven’t noticed this. "Feather looked at his feet curiously.
Ling Mo sat beside her. "Do you still want to do things during the day?"
Yu Zhen nodded. "I still want to know how that person died?"
Ling Mo smiled, "Poisoned to death!"
Feather pastor surprised "how do you know? He was really poisoned to death? Is it spicy? "
Ling Mo looked at the moon and said leisurely, "Don’t forget that I am a god of death. How can I not know how that person died? But I don’t know what poison means? "
Is it really mala Tang poisoning to make a cold war? But I ate that pot of mala Tang for seven nights. What’s wrong? She couldn’t help dying.
"If seven nights is poisonous? Of course he won’t poison himself or his roots, and he is not alone. "Ling Mo said coldly and firmly.
"You’re not burned? Seven nights is a child? How can it be poisonous? " I don’t believe it if I kill feather.
Ling Mohong nodded. "Maybe he is a child in your eyes, but I can smell a beast!"
Goose bumps suddenly appeared on the feather’s body. She rolled her eyes. "Don’t be ridiculous. If I knew that you guessed this for seven nights, he would be sad to death. He is such a cute and lovable child. You must be jealous that I am close to him!" Yes, it must be.
Ling mo pupil heart fire "teng" rushed to the forehead "I envy? I envy you and that little beast? You don’t flatter yourself, forget it. I’ve woken you up. Even if you were swallowed by wild animals, you didn’t have it with me. "He turned and walked into the room and never paid attention to Feather anymore.
Gloomily, Yu Zhen thought about how it was possible. How can seven nights be poisonous? It’s really a small heart. She stayed outside for a while and returned to her room to sleep! If you don’t sleep, your skin will be bad.
The next day, I just stepped into the "Fu Ji", and after seven nights of mala Tang’s cuteness, a small hand jumped on me, holding the feather neck in both hands and crying with joy, "Sister Feather, are you here?"
Feather Huan smiled and picked it up for seven nights. Her fingers scraped her nose for seven nights. "Little naughty!" Seven nights "giggle" laughed.
Looking at the cute smile and feathers of the child, I can’t help but think of Ling Mo’s cute talk last night. How can the child be a poison master?
It must be a ghost face shura nervousness. It must be
Beast smell? Where is it? It’s fresh and smells good! Feather’s nose sniffed carefully. It’s good. Where does it smell like a beast?
Ling Mo Pupil held out her hand to carry out the feather pastor’s arms for seven nights and said coldly, "Don’t take this opportunity to be close to the feather pastor." He threw himself into his arms for seven nights and earned a few desperately. Ling Mo Pupil’s big hand clamped him like an iron clamp.
Feather Zhen looked at him reproachfully and quickly shouted, "Don’t be scared for seven nights!" "
Ling Mo smiled mysteriously, "Don’t worry, I’m teasing this kid." And he really became gentle for seven nights, and his arms didn’t dare to move.
Feather pastor smiled and looked at them just as Luo Feixia called Feather Pastor to check. Feather pastor quickly ran to the front office with Luo Feixia.
Watched the feather pastor leave Ling Mo pupil. Just now, his smiling face was covered with a layer of frost. His dark green eyes gave off a cold light. His voice was as cold and cold as a stone. "Kid, you fooled the feather pastor. That stupid girl deceived others, but you can’t fool me. Who are you? What is the purpose? "
Seven nights, a small body, Ling Mo, shivered in his arms, and his big eyes looked around in panic. Ling Mo smiled, "Don’t pray for Feather to save you. She is busy now!" He clasped his big hand for seven nights, and his small neck was thin for seven nights. Tears came out of his big eyes and he cried. His little face was pitiful and helpful.
Ling mo stare blankly for a pupil does his judgment is wrong? However, he did feel that there was a kind of aura and beast in the seven nights. Damn it, if his physical strength was 100%, he would definitely judge it.
He slowly loosened his grip for seven nights and said coldly, "Kid, I’ll let you go first. Don’t worry, if you show any clues, I’ll tear you up myself!" " He turned around and walked out of the room after seven nights.
Poor shota still sobbed silly for seven nights.
Feather pastor saw Ling Mo’s pupil striding out of the backyard and hurriedly asked, "You didn’t bully for seven nights, did you? I won’t allow you to bully him! "
Ling mo pupil coldly hum "rest assured that he is still alive and well"
Feather Zhen muttered, "Why do you always feel sorry for a child? It’s so narrow-minded."
Ling Mo looked at feather chopsticks with delicious mala Tang coldly and sent them to Qi Ye’s mouth, which made him feel very angry, but Qi Ye obediently opened his mouth and looked cute, and his eyes were unspeakable and hateful.
Seven nights after dinner, I took the feather hand and whispered, "Sister Feather will take me out to play?"
———–please keep it.
In the middle of the night, she couldn’t sleep. She tossed and turned the bed like a pancake and stared at the ceiling. After a while, she still couldn’t sleep. She carefully bypassed Ling Mo’s pupil and pushed out the door. She went to the outer ring corridor and sat quietly thinking about her heart.
The night is as cool as water, and the crescent moon hangs leisurely in the dark blue night. A few lonely stars adorn the surface like broken diamonds sprinkled in a sapphire blue curtain.
Feather pastor looked at the sky, the moon and the stars and couldn’t help sighing.
"What sigh?" There was a nice Otoha behind him, and suddenly he turned around and saw Ling Mo behind him.
"Are you a ghost? There is no sound when you walk? Almost scared me to death! " Feather pastor pursed mouth to complain.
Ling mo pupil smile "it’s strange that I’m not a mortal. How can there be a sound when I walk with such a high spirit? You don’t have a sound when you walk now! Because you have my psychic pow. "
