Night is the time when Ye Mingjun shines. In the dark, his mental state will only be better than that in the daytime. He really cannot understand the human need for sleep. Fortunately, he also knew that he was an outlier, so he just pretended to be asleep, until Ji Mo's breathing gradually stabilized and he was sure that the people around him were asleep, and then he opened his eyes.
The night is so long, you have to find something to do
Touching his chin and thinking about this question, the immortal who couldn't take it easy suddenly had a flash of inspiration, and his eyes fell on the person beside him. Silently, he put his hand into the quilt and touched Ji Mo's skin, as if he had found an interesting story to pass the time. A smile finally crossed the corner of Ye Mingjun's mouth.
Ye Mingjun's patience has always been very good, and he always pays attention to Ji Mo's movements. As soon as the person in his sleep frowns, he quietly withdraws his exploration hand, but after a while, he touches it with more interest.
Although the system had already warned him not to behave indecently, but the immortals could not stop him with any rules. At this time, the system was solved in an instant. He silently opened Ji Mo's clothes with his fingertips, secretly thinking in his heart, as long as he is not discovered Well, as soon as the sun rises, he will lie back obediently.
In the past, the night always passed very slowly. He could only count the passing mortals while the crowd gathered, but he didn't expect that the night passed so fast, and before he knew it, the sky turned white.
According to Ye Mingjun's observation, Ji Mo is very easy to wake up at this time. He has planned to touch all the parts that he can't touch on weekdays, and he can even draw the other person's skeleton structure at will, but he doesn't know. Why, although the goal has been achieved, the heart feels that it is far from enough.
The inside is full of internal organs, he wants to dissect Ji Mo
In the cognition of the immortals, the same-sex cannot conceive offspring and do not need to reproduce. At this time, the first reaction is this. However, although he has no common sense of human beings, he also knows that he cannot do things that make Ji Mo painful, and immediately rejected it. Spectrum's conjecture, only secretly,
No, no, it's better to turn into dust and be sucked into the body by him. The current cultivation level is enough.
Maybe he wants to know Ji Mo's visceral state and blood vessel distribution in addition to the bone structure
Although the immortal's expression is very serious, this does not change the fact that his exploration direction is becoming more and more biased, so that the broken system has lost its voice in this scientific research spirit exploration.
However, just when he retracted his hand and wanted to squeeze the magic formula to put this strange idea into practice, inadvertently, the back of his hand seemed to have wiped something, and Ji Mo, who was sleeping, suddenly said, "Yeah."
Although it is also a somewhat suppressed voice, it is different from the painful babble. The voice is very light, like a soft feather, which makes people feel a little itchy for no reason. Ye Mingjun had never felt this way before. The immortal didn't quite understand what it was, but he knew he liked listening to it, so he put his finger on it without hesitation.
"… "
Why is there no sound? Push harder
Just when Ye Mingjun became suspicious, the finger that was trying to make trouble was grabbed instantly, and then he saw Ji Mo's indifferent face, "Jun Yeming, what are you doing with your hand?"
Unfortunately, it was found.
In the end, the magical switch on Ji Mo's body was still not discovered, and Ye Mingjun was still a little regretful, so he looked forward to saying: "You 'um' again, I want to hear it."
You don't do anything when the atmosphere is good, so what are you doing this early in the morning? Feeling sick all day without skin
Only then did I understand why there was always a big cat licking me in my dreams and couldn't get rid of it. Ji Mo got up and went to look for it. No need to ask to know whose work this is.
Everyone has a good impression of each other. If you are willing to roll together, Ji Mo is nervous, but there is not much resistance. However, it is another thing to do things while he is not ready, even if he is a virgin who is looking forward to getting rid of the single, he does not want to be broken in a daze!
Thinking of this, Ji Mo's face, who was already a bit emotional and clean, turned black in an instant, "What the hell did you do at night?"
Ji Mo has been in a high position in the temple for a long time, and his words already revealed the noble self-esteem of the superior. Now the alcoholism has dissipated, and his eyebrows are full of coldness. Not knowing how to respond.
Xianjun, please don't touch the body of the target at will, this will make you regarded as a thief, and people will never marry a thief.
Recalling the system warning that he ignored, Ye Mingjun didn't pay much attention to the system in the past, but it turns out that Ji Mo has made great progress in doing tasks these days. He is a person who believes in the results, in order to get along better with Ji Mo. , it is decided to do according to the task given by the system.
However, it is really difficult for Ye Mingjun, who was born to be a casual immortal, to do tasks step by step. At this time, he can only helplessly look at Ji Mo, who seems to be blacklisting himself, and then make it in the fairy world. The most proficient way to deal with the accident - Ji Mo will soon be out of breath, and now she will talk about avoiding the limelight.
"Jun Ye Ming?"
When he found that there was no movement around him, Ji Mo put Wuyan on his face, and found that there was no trace of the bedding except the quilt was messy.
Ye Mingjun actually ran away!
Yes, this immortal touched him early in the morning, just when he thought it was about raw rice and cooked rice, Ye Mingjun put the rice into the pot, and then the fire didn't light, so he gave Ran!
It's not that you can't go up, but you have to give an accurate word! It's just a love affair, how many slapstick operations are going to explode
Taking a deep breath and trying to calm down his rushing mood, Ji Mo grabbed the pillow with the remaining warmth of the fairy, and finally couldn't help throwing it on the window.
He straightened his clothes expressionlessly. At this time, the morning star priest only had one thought—he won't cook this meal, so let Ye Mingjun hold the system and spread it on the floor!
The guilty thief, Ye Mingjun, didn't dare to show up for the time being, and Ji Mo didn't know where he was hiding. He probably hid where to observe, so he just went to the ark deck to find Su Ge as usual, and fell in love until he was hurt. He just wants to work now.
However, last night was destined to be an extraordinary night. Only then did he realize that he was either drinking tea or playing chess in the past. Su Ge, who lived very well for his age, actually took a wine glass and looked at it carefully, and his expression was quite complicated. It seems a little troubled, a little joyful, and a little bit of unknown entanglement.
Su Ge's belief has always been firm. Ji Mo has never seen such an expression on his face, so he stepped forward and asked, "High priest? I remember that you never drink alcohol."
With Su Ge's cultivation base, he should have noticed his footsteps long ago, but at this time the high priest seemed to be awakened, looked up at him, and then hesitantly replied: "Someone gave me alcohol."
Get you booze? How could a great god do such a thing, even Ye Junhou will be slapped in the face by you with a wine jar!
Looking at him in shock, Ji Mo secretly observed the wine glass in Su Ge's hand and solved the case instantly.
Song Qiao, an old and unscrupulous author, said before that he would cover his vest, but what did he do to his son when he turned around? Isn't he afraid that the high priest's ideal will be shattered and instantly blackened
However, Su Ge's temperament is difficult to fall into the devil, although he was drunk and took the opportunity to touch it for a long time, he didn't care about his old father, he just asked Ji Mo in a puzzled way: "God said that drinking is to escape. The entrance to reality, those who are determined only need to go to the ideal land full of springs."
Suger did not doubt the words of God, but if even God himself denied these truths, he would also wonder whether such insistence was wrong.
Knowing that the image of the gods and stalwarts at this time has probably collapsed to the point where not even scum is left, Ji Mo has only one thought about someone who is self-deprecating, "He used himself to prove the correctness of this sentence."
Looking at the now calm and indifferent Priest Chenxing, remembering his completely different appearance in front of Song Qiao and Ye Mingjun, Su Ge asked again, "Do gods have two faces?"
Why does Ji Mo or Song Qiao show him a disguised face? He clearly has no ill will towards these two, but he is not trusted
Ji Mo didn't expect him to be included in his words, but thought that Song Qiao's true temperament completely exceeded Su Ge's knowledge of God, so he tried to pull him along, "High priest, you know, sometimes People choose to hide their shortcomings from others, maybe just because they care too much about this person and are afraid that they will lose it if they are not perfect."
care
Hearing this word, Su Ge suddenly remembered the look that man looked at him last night.
Different from other heavenly beings, he has always been able to vaguely sense the existence of God who has gained strength from his faith, but he knows that that god has long stopped responding to him. Now the god, who I thought would never appear, suddenly came to my side, but I didn't know how to deal with it.
"I will continue to observe, Morning Star Priest, please keep silent."
Feeling the footsteps getting closer and closer, he didn't know how to face the god for the time being, so he lightly instructed Ji Mo, and then he only transformed into a white dove again. .
"Ji Mo, you are just right!"
Originally, Ji Mo didn't understand how the high priest suddenly turned into a dove, but when Song Qiao's voice came, he understood the purpose of this order, so he could only twitch the corners of his mouth silently.
Another one who hides, do you guys like to observe secretly so much
As Su Ge expected, there were pigeons all over the ark. Song Qiao really didn't pay attention to the white pigeon on the table playing with the wine glass with his claws, and only seriously stated his purpose to Ji Mo.
"I thought about it all night. If I were Chang Hui, Su Ge was in Mozhou now, and the defense of the temple was the weakest. I would definitely take advantage of your unpreparedness to capture the continent. Without the foundation of the temple, the magic continent has not yet been settled, you decide. Not the enemy of Yaozhou in one move!"
The author does not dare to doubt Ji Mo's speculation about the protagonist. Hearing the words, he thought about the arrangement when they left. He knew that he was in a hurry and did not carry out in-depth cleaning of the temple.
Fortunately, Huiyue, the elf king, has the bug-level skill of planting an elf mother tree to infinitely summon treemen to guard. As long as he is in the forest, even if the ruler of the five continents makes a move, he will not be able to use a strong attack to solve him.
Ji Mo is still quite confident in Huiyue's golden finger, so he took out the communication scroll, "I will immediately notify Huiyue to enter a state of wartime alert."
However, they still ignored Chang Hui's level of diligence. Before Ji Mo could send a message, the panicked message from the god attendant interrupted his movement.
"Morning Star Priest, a message for help came from the temple. The demon king led the army of Yaozhou to suddenly landed in Shenzhou in the early morning. An hour ago, Chang Hui forced Huiyue Priest back with demon fire, and now he is about to hit the temple!"
As soon as these words fell, Ji Mo had only one thought in his heart, Chang Hui, do you want to be so outrageous that you have betrayed and don't consider taking two days off? Set fire to the mountain and sit at the bottom of the prison!
In this regard, as an old father who knows that the word rest will never exist in Chang Hui's world, Song Qiao just sighed, "Look, I know him well."
Then you should have warned earlier!
Looking at this man silently, Ji Mo strongly resisted the desire to smash the scroll on his face, and said indifferently: "Mr. Song, in order to prevent yourself from becoming a crow's mouth, please use the skill of "predicting the enemy first" earlier next time, at least Activate before you give someone a drink."
"I promise not to read again next time."
I didn't know that this was Ji Mo's accusation of drinking the pigeon and bullying his son. Song Qiao just thought he was going to throw the blame because of the trouble last night. At this time, he smiled and found that the white pigeon on the table was actually Listening carefully to what they said, I thought it was the pigeon that Su Ge sent to monitor, so I reached out and scratched the other side's snow-white chest,
"Little pigeon, call the high priest quickly, we have to protect your old nest."
He never dreamed that he would have a day when the high priest was attacked on the chest. Ji Mo couldn't describe this strange feeling, so he could only try to save someone who was dying, "You sure want to tease like this... 1 A pigeon?"
However, what responded to him was Song Qiao's unaware sincere eyes, "I just found out last night that the pigeon's chest feels so good to the touch."
So, letting him take the opportunity to touch himself a few more times, the white dove glanced at him lightly, and only called out calmly, "Gu."
The high priest's eyes became sharp, you are finished.
Wuti clearly reflected the changes in Pigeon's eyes. Ji Mo, who had never seen such an emotion in Su Ge, could only look at someone with pity, "I heard that bullying small animals is easy to get retribution, so take care."
The author has something to say: Ji Mo (indifferent): You may not believe it. He and I lie down all night just for a medical examination.
Song Qiao: What kind of novel PLAY is this
Ye Mingjun: My Ji Mo research report has made great progress!
Ji Mo: Oh, I was actually laughed at by you.
Ren Qingya (knocking on the door): I heard that if I don't go online, there will be another stepfather, so I called.
Ji Mo: Go back, thank you.