When Ji Mo returned to the room, there was only Ye Mingjun who was studying the remaining power of Ye Junhou at the table. After swiping around with Insatiable, he didn't find a single pigeon feather. Ji Mo always felt that the situation was not normal, so he asked casually, "Where's the High Priest?"
Ji Mo is actually very happy to know that he has met Song Qiao. Regardless of whether he is a native of this world or a god, he can't communicate with him like Song Qiao. I drank a few more glasses. Fortunately, his alcohol intake was okay, although he was a little over the top, he still remained awake in the end.
However, drunk people often say that they are not drunk. Although Ji Mo's appearance is the same as before, all the servants along the way did not find anything wrong with this morning star priest, but his red ears betrayed the scorching body temperature of the master at this time. . Ye Mingjun couldn't understand what was going on for a while, thinking that the rise in human body temperature is not a healthy state, he could only quickly pick him up and put him on the bed to rest, and then responded: "Su Ge said a few words to me. The words turned into doves and flew away."
What kind of novelty is this? Do you guys play like this
Unexpectedly, Su Ge's behavior of releasing pigeons has evolved to the physical level. Ji Mo didn't understand what the high priest was doing, but when he saw Ye Mingjun taking his pulse, he only said: "I just drink It's okay to have a drink."
Seeing that there was nothing abnormal about his body other than being excited, Lord Ye Ming was relieved. Although he didn't understand why humans love alcohol that is harmful to the body, he finally pointed to the map of the Mountains and Rivers on the table and said, "It has released a new task."
"Please talk to the target of the strategy from poetry, poetry and fu to the philosophy of life, so that we can understand each other more deeply."
As the system repeated the task content, the immortal smiled and asked the young man lying on the bed, "Which dynasty's poetry do you like? I have many books from a hundred years ago, as well as original works of Li Taibai and Du Shaoling."
Are you sure Ye Mingjun is interested in him? Normal people talk about "philosophy" at this time, right? This person actually held a poetry exchange meeting honestly
Ji Mo is almost used to the strange tasks of the system, but seeing this immortal doing the task so honestly, he doubted his guess for a while.
However, he had already decided before entering the door, whether it was good or bad, and today he must settle the relationship that was blurred by each other, so he took the initiative to say: "Xianjun, you seem to be very interested in the appearance under my mask. , how about we make a deal? As long as you answer my question seriously, I'll allow you to take it off."
Seeing that Ji Mo, who has always been vigilant to himself, suddenly responded like this, Ye Mingjun blinked in confusion. He knew that drinking alcohol would trigger a state of confusion, but he didn't expect that the cautious Ji Mo would become like this. Boldly, after thinking about it, only one word was answered, "Okay."
"Xianjun, do you have any admiration for me
Ji Mo didn't lose his mind. In fact, the dry heat brought by drunkenness made him abandon his distracting thoughts, and he didn't think about anything except Ye Mingjun.
He knew the immortal's temperament, as long as the other party was interested in things as bait, this curious Xihuang Qimingzhu would try to bite even if he found a trap. So he also gave it up. The most critical issue was the first time he opened his mouth. Looking at the immortal's stunned expression, he only warned solemnly, "The appointment must be told the truth."
"Probably... not."
Ji Mo knew that Ye Mingjun didn't like lies, so he had never asked this kind of question in the past, because he could guess the answer to some extent. However, when I really heard the immortal's hesitant denial, I couldn't help but feel a chill in my heart. It is also today that the blood surges up to be able to stabilize. If it is changed to the deserted state of the past, I am afraid that it will run away in an instant.
Just when he comforted himself that this was just a preliminary investigation, and he had to analyze Ye Mingjun's current state rationally before he could make a plan to open up the wasteland, the immortal suddenly added, "After all, I haven't been able to destroy the world for you, or if I can't get you, I will. Ruin your mood."
Wait, what the hell is this magical love? Why do you have to sacrifice the world to talk about love? The world is already very tired, and it doesn't want to deal with you protagonists at all. In this age, can't we all eat cookies together in harmony
With just one sentence, Ji Mo, who was still frustrated with the proposition, instantly recovered his expressionless face. He suddenly found out where the problem came from. Ye Mingjun is not a human being, so his understanding of love comes from the fairytale love story fabricated by human beings.
In these legendary stories, the way the immortal proves that he loves mortals is either to disturb the heaven for her or to give up his cultivation and become an ordinary person. Modern novels are even more exaggerated. Mingjun can do these things for him, and Ji Mo has to wonder if this immortal has broken his brain.
No wonder Lord Ye Ming always thought that he didn't have the emotion of love, and Ji Mo himself always felt that the relationship between each other was sometimes ambiguous and sometimes normal and confusing. According to this standard, it is impossible for them to talk about it in their entire lives!
Ye Mingjun can't believe his cognition of love at all, he absolutely needs extra-curricular emotional counseling!
Silently delineating the key points for himself, Ji Mo's mood calmed down a little, and decisively changed the way to ask: "Then what do you think of me?"
Ye Mingjun's answer to such a non-emotional question became much smoother. He leaned over and approached the lying young man, his voice soft as a spring breeze,
"I want to be close to you to protect you, I want to see you because I am at a loss, I want to touch you more intimately and explore everything about you, and I want to know what you have been thinking about, so that you will no longer be lonely because of me. look."
The immortals who have lived outside the world for a long time do not know what shyness and disguise are. All words are the real thoughts of their own hearts. They are obviously scientific research-like expressions, but they fall into the ears like the most fiery confession. Ji Mo can't help it. There was a red tide on his face, and he didn't know how to think about the information in the words for a while. He felt that his body was inexplicably hot, and he didn't know whether it was because of the rush of alcohol, or if the wine was not intoxicating, people were intoxicated.
Ye Mingjun likes him, maybe he can't be called love, and he is much more serious than finding a suitable person to fall in love with because he needs a partner.
At this moment, it was finally confirmed that the immortal's feelings were no longer suspicious. He stretched out his arms around each other's necks to draw them closer, and then asked softly, "Have you ever thought about why you have such feelings?"
"Probably because I feel the taste of being cherished from you. It is not regarded as the Emperor Xi's Bright Pearl, but only given importance to Lord Ye Ming."
Honestly answering the result of his thinking, Ye Mingjun lowered his eyes slightly, wiping away the brilliance that was faintly flowing in his eyes.
Among the ancient artifacts, only he was crowned with the name of Emperor Xi, and the immortals regarded it as the incarnation of Emperor Xi and respected and protected him. However, those reverent eyes looked at Emperor Xi, not the immortal Ye Mingjun.
He is a magic weapon. Even if he is enlightened by the gods and has his own consciousness, it is natural to be treated as an object. Therefore, when Emperor Xi left, there was no need to say goodbye to him, and when the immortal who once walked with him fell, no one thought to inform him...
It was only after a long time that Lord Ye Ming realized that perhaps the immortals never disobeyed his wishes not out of liking, but because it was a necessary measure to protect the Xihuang Qimingzhu. Those precious magic weapons given to him are not gifts, but used as his kind to accompany the Xihuang Qimingzhu through the long years. To the world, the difference between him and the map of the mountains and rivers on the table was just an additional artifact.
Immortals don't hate him, they love him very much, but the magic weapon is the magic weapon, no matter how much he learns, he is not a human after all.
But Ji Mo is different. Even if he knows his body, the person watching this person is still Ye Mingjun, who always makes him troubled and ignorant of the world.
Immortals like to be treated like this, and if possible, they are willing to pay more to make this kind of life longer, so at this time, they also smiled at Ji Mo, "What else do you want to ask? I don't need any transaction, I will answer it all. you."
Because I like the feeling of being liked by you, so I like you very much, so it is, it is such a feeling.
However, Ye Mingjun, it is because of your temperament that I have such a favorable impression.
So, it's not enough for me, who is striving for perfection. If I can, I hope that I can also have something that fascinates you.
Calmly smoothing out the confusing relationship between them, Ji Mo finally understood what he should do, grow up as soon as possible, and become a god who can fascinate this pearl, the master of Ye Mingjun, he must be.
A goal that sounds very crazy and unrealistic, but isn't the so-called love such a illogical existence
With a silent smile, Ji Mo has always been a very patient person. His romanticism always makes him have unrealistic ideas, but he has already learned how to realize it on a down-to-earth basis. At this time, he is not in a hurry and only said lightly: "No, I already understand, please get paid."
Hearing what he said, Lord Ye Ming also put his hand on Insatiable. Seeing that the person lying down was a little nervous but did not resist, he still tentatively asked, "Is it really possible?"
"I want you to see me as I really am."
Although he subconsciously clenched the bed sheet, Ji Mo's answer was still firm. This time, Ye Mingjun didn't hesitate any more, and when the tireless left his face, Ji Mo's world instantly plunged into darkness.
He could hear the whistling of the night wind blowing outside the window, as well as the shrill sound of candles burning in the house. Only then did he realize that he, who has always been accustomed to being in the dark, had asked people to light the lights these days, because he knew Lord Ye Ming will come
Ji Mo doesn't know what he looks like now, and he doesn't look ugly in his memory. He has been raising food and drink in the temple all these years in order to recuperate his body. As far as it is concerned, it's all fine-skinned and tender meat, so it shouldn't be impossible to watch, right
Why is there no sound? Could it be that he was crippled and scared the immortal away
Somewhat worriedly remembered the fact that no matter how good the relationship is, he can't stand the ugly reality. He couldn't see the situation around him. He could only raise his hand blankly, and he was relieved after touching the immortal's chest to confirm that he had not left. It's a pity that he is in the most powerless situation now, and he can't even observe his words, so he can only call out weakly, "Jun Yeming?"
In the past, the only person who had seen his true face under his mask was Su Ge. For Su Ge, God was the highest praise in the world, so Ji Mo, who could be described as a god, would not look bad.
Since ancient times, Tiancai and Dibao have the ability to reshape the body. When Ji Mo first came to the other world, Ren Qingya thought he was the old demon king who was sealed, and gave all the precious medicinal materials collected to the old father to restore him to the demon body. Later, in order to treat the damaged meridians, Su Ge also prepared various elixir for him to recuperate, although in the end he could not let him practice again, but he raised a body of ice muscle and jade bones.
He has a good foundation, and now that he is older, his eyebrows and eyes are more attractive. However, for Ye Mingjun, who has seen many angels and beauties, what attracts him most is the indifference between the other's eyebrows.
As he expected, Ji Mo, who has always been extremely indifferent to people, has very few expressions on his face. He is like a lonely moon hidden in the dark night. No one is allowed to approach. He looks up and hides in layers of clouds. All emotions are hidden.
Such a person who is so difficult to get close to, just because he can't open his eyes, he tightly grasps the front of his shirt, whether it's a little bit of panic that melts the coldness or the slight blush on his pale cheeks, all because of him, such a taste, as expected Unforgettable.
However, it was clearly a clean face carved out of ice and snow, but the eyes that were supposed to be the most agile could no longer be opened. The years full of vicissitudes and hesitations have driven by, leaving only a bit of a cold mournful beauty and a youth that is no longer perfect.
Reaching out and stroking Ji Mo's destroyed eyes, Ye Mingjun's voice was very low, "Is this a curse?"
"Neverwinter is the sword of the heart. As long as the sword bearer can't stop hating, this wound will never be healed."
Knowing that it is not difficult to see the problem with the knowledge of an immortal, Ji Mo lightly stated the setting that was originally made by himself.
The temple is the best at healing, but Sug's ability can't heal his wounds. In the final analysis, it is because he supported Ren Qingya too powerfully in the past, and he suffered the consequences of his own suffering, so it is him.
At first I would cry when I was not used to the dark, but I found that the tears would make the scarred wound more painful, so I held it back. Afterwards, I just think about what kind of situation I encounter. I have endured such pain, and there is nothing to be sad about next to it. I can slowly face everything calmly.
But now, he seems to be much braver than in the past. Even if he has completely fallen into darkness after a long absence, there is no fluctuation in mentioning this matter. He even cares about Ye Mingjun's opinion, "Xianjun, are such scars ugly?"
Oh, if he was dumped because of disfigurement, he would definitely stew the scumbag son and this night pearl for Suge as a drink.
Fortunately, at the critical moment, Ye Mingjun's own survival instinct allowed him to avoid the fate of being stewed. He gently kissed the corner of the young man's eye, and only answered sincerely, "Although this is more endearing, I still want to cure you. ."
Yes, at least I can speak sweet words and give you ten points.
This thought flashed in his heart with a playful smile. Ji Mo didn't know where the immortal had put the insatiable. He couldn't see anything now, but he couldn't feel anything except Ye Mingjun, so he simply forced the immortal closer to him. The distance where breathing is clearly audible, after a little deliberation, he finally softened his voice and asked, "Now that you are so close, what do you want to do?"
"Tear up the system first."
Oh, in terms of the level of love and killing, Ye Mingjun's true love may be the system.
The immortal's answer was very realistic. In an instant, all the temptation that Ji Mo had managed to brew all dissipated. He only gritted his teeth and said, "Then what?"
Finally seeing with his own eyes that interesting expression that changes for himself at any time, Ye Mingjun's mood that was a little depressed due to the scar instantly became very good, so he smiled and said, "Want to lick it, okay?"
Wait, what's this unfolding? Is your speed a little too fast
The verb licking can be said to be quite subtle, and depending on the location, it is the difference between a car exhaust and a high-speed train. Ji Mo was instantly stunned by its broadness, although a large amount of discordant plot could not be suppressed in his mind, thinking about himself. After soaking in him, what are you holding back, so he insisted on responding, "You try it first, and I'll stop when I say stop."
The little guy wanted to seduce him.
Finally, I defined the complex emotions of the other party. Ye Mingjun didn't know why Ji Mo, who had rejected him when he sent the Xihuang Qimingzhu out, suddenly changed. However, he really liked the situation where he could do whatever he wanted to this person. .
At this time, he also followed his inner thoughts, gathered the immortal energy on the tip of his tongue, and gently licked the scar that seemed to never heal. Now his cultivation is not enough to break through the distorted laws of heaven, but Xi Huangqi Pearl's immortal energy can somewhat suppress the power of the curse.
"Is it more comfortable?"
When the warm touch came from his eyes, Ji Mo, who was originally nervous and uneasy, slowly relaxed his body. When he heard the gentle questioning of the immortal, he suddenly felt that it would be good to leave everything under the leadership of Lord Ye Ming at night. Anyway, the immortal Love him more than anyone and never do anything to hurt him.
However, just when he decided not to resist even if the immortal acted beyond the limit, the person holding him suddenly stopped moving and remained silent for a long time, making sure that this person really had no other ideas. Can speak doubtfully, "Xianjun?"
Seeing his full face for the first time, such a questioning expression also made Ye Mingjun feel quite novel. What will he look like in the future? Will it be what humans call charming and sultry? I can't imagine such an expression on this face, I want to see it! I really want to see it!
Gently stroking the face that only he can touch with his fingertips, Ye Mingjun's words are full of anticipation, "I like being attacked by you, don't stop, continue to tempt me."
At this time, you are also skinny, have I called to stop
asshole! I'm already lying in bed, how do you still want to be seduced, do you want me to take the initiative... Dream about it, an immortal like you deserves to be single for five thousand years!
Finally realized that Ye Mingjun's playfulness is not only reflected in daily life, this immortal is the first-class skin in the world even if he is in love, and the shame he forcibly suppressed instantly broke out of the siege, Ji Mo decisively pushed aside this obvious desire. Playing with his own immortal, he pulled the quilt to cover his body, and said with a thin anger: "Xianjun, staying up all night hurts your body, please rest."
Why is this happening? Generally speaking, shouldn't we get married after taking off the mask and veil? Does he remember that the story is written like this
Looking innocently at Ji Mo who hid in the quilt and gave him only the back of his head, Ye Mingjun saw that he didn't want to return Wuyan, and it seemed that he was really going to sleep, so he hurriedly approached and probed: "This is what humans say when they want to refuse to return. welcome?"
No, you can't let Ye Mingjun succeed so easily. Before he gets it, he sits and waits to be tempted. If he does, he doesn't know what to look like.
Ji Mo, who had come to this conclusion rationally, only replied indifferently, "No, this is called ruthlessness."
What is this idiom, why hasn't he heard it
It's a pity to find that Ji Mo's temptation seems to have really faded away, Ye Mingjun touched his head helplessly, looked at Ji Mo who quietly moved to the inside of the bed, and looked at the half of the space that was left. thinking uncertainly,
Is this for him? Meaning he can stay here tonight
He sat up tentatively and made sure that Ji Mo, who was pretending to be sleeping, had no objection. Although Ye Mingjun didn't understand why this person seemed a little angry, but it was very different from the real anger, thinking that his successful overnight stay was better than the progress given by the system. Twice, then happy again.
He reached out and patted Ji Mo, and found that the little guy was still ignoring him, so he took advantage of Ji Mo's unpreparedness to gently kiss the other's cheek, and then smiled smugly: "Have a good rest, good night."
You were lying flat just now and couldn't get up, and now you kissed your cheek and snickered, are you stupid
At a time like this, where did the Ba Zong novel you read go, can't you forcefully pull the quilt off! Damn, it's all to blame for this garbage system, Ye Mingjun has been completely led to the path of a goddamn righteous gentleman!
Then, Ji Mo was sad to find that the immortal actually took another quilt and slept beside him, and he couldn't even use the excuse of the night wind to call him to share some quilts. In terms of love, he was really better than his elementary school student. Not as good as kindergarten-level operations.
How to do? We are all sure that everyone likes each other and wants to develop a deeper relationship. Do two adults really want to chat under a quilt? No, they are worse than this, even the quilt is not the same piece!
It is very difficult for Ye Mingjun to understand if he doesn't take the initiative, but not to mention the invitation, even if he wants to touch the person beside him now, Ji Mo's mentality explodes.
The so-called morale is to get up and down again and again, and then exhausted. Now he is obviously in the third stage, and he can't do it if he takes the initiative to attack. After hesitating for a long time, he just murmured a sentence in a slight voice, " Ye Mingjun... The moonlight is so beautiful tonight. I only said this to you."
No, it's too embarrassing. For him, this is already a limit operation. Ye Mingjun, you should understand it yourself!
He buried his hot face in the quilt and didn't dare to turn around to see Ye Mingjun's expression. Ji Mo was finally sure that he was not a bold and unrestrained type. Thinking about it, although he was very bold, there was still a system that kept him on the tortuous road. The crooked Ye Mingjun suddenly felt that the direction of the road to cut sleeves was becoming more and more eccentric.
A man who was so aggressive that he wanted to abduct someone home, but he spoke in seconds, even if he was lying down, he didn't know how to get on. They really deserved the years of being single.
Help, we are all lying together, why do we still feel that everyone exudes a strong sense of loneliness? Is this the so-called natural couple
Inexplicably, he felt that the road ahead was bleak. Ji Mo guessed that his blood would only flow like this once in his life, but it turned out to be so cold. After thinking about it, it was still difficult to calm down, so he secretly kicked this living Liuxia with his feet. benefit.
Ye Mingjun, who has not graduated from kindergarten, despise you!
Why was he kicked over the quilt? Is there anything wrong with understanding the meaning of the little guy? Or, in fact, Ji Mo doesn't want to sleep with him
He blinked innocently, recalling how Ji Mo treated him with responsiveness and never said harsh words before, and thinking about the huge gap now not only pinched but also kicked, Ye Mingjun subtly accepted that his status seemed to be getting lower and lower. In fact, only one thing was confirmed - it seems that he still has a long way to go before he understands Ji Mo's mind.
However, now he still decided to lie on the bed like he didn't find out, because Ji Mo's face wouldn't explicitly drive him out anyway.
So, the moonlight is so beautiful, what does Ji Mo mean by what Ji Mo deliberately said to him twice
The author has something to say: Ye Mingjun: My wife is a literary youth, what should I do if I don't understand what he is saying
System: It doesn't matter, at this time, as long as you brush your favorability, it's enough to make everyone feel connected!
Ye Mingjun: So it is!
Song Qiao: Brother, are you stupid? Baidu!
Ji Mo (indifferent): Tell me the address of the system producer.
From eight o'clock in the morning to the present, the six-thousand-word dog food finally arrived on the battlefield!