MTL - Face Slapping The Slag Gong System-Chapter 168 Devil's grace

The boring cooking has always been good, but for a moment, the simple four-in-one soup is ready.

Pushing a whole plate of roast chicken to the front of Qin Mu, Mo Qin rushed Qin Mu gently and whispered: "I haven't cooked for a long time, cooking is a bit rusty, how about the taste?"

He looked at Qin Mu's gaze as gentle as water.

Qin Mu wouldn’t go with his stomach. Someone would cook for him. He wouldn’t deliberately refuse for the so-called face. He picked up the chopsticks and was about to start. The opposite side suddenly said: “Wait a minute.”

Qin Mu held the hand of the chopsticks, a pair of white slender hands stretched out, and gracefully removed a chicken leg from the roast chicken and put it in his bowl. "You eat this."

In the past, I always left the chicken legs to him, but everything has become a thing of the past. Qin Mu hangs his eyes, and the tone is very authentic: "Thank you."

Muze, who was in Qin's knees, unhappyly moved his buttocks, and couldn't speak. He could only scream big eyes and scream at the opposite tooth to show his warning.

Perceived the movement in his arms, Qin Mu looked down at a little guy and thought he wanted to eat chicken legs, so he gave his chicken legs to Muze's mouth. "Eat."

Muze licked his mouth and didn't open his face. He didn't eat anything that the enemy had cooked. If he could, he hoped that Qin Mu would not eat. To say cooking, it is a compulsory course for the wolf males. The dishes he makes are definitely a hundred times better than the grotesque.

"Hey, it’s temper." Poked the belly of a little milk wolf, Qin Mu knew that he was barely, and reached out and tapped the sleek nose of Muze, laughing: "Open mouth."

These two words, from the mouth of Qin Mu, are gentle and ridiculous, without temptation in low magnetic, Muze was dizzy by electricity, completely forgot his position, opened his mouth.

Then a chicken leg was stuffed in the mouth.

The pointed spikes are embedded in the meat. The chicken legs are tender and tender, and the taste is very good. It is indeed delicious on earth. Of course, compared with his cooking skills, it is still normal. Muze did not want to eat the dishes of the enemy, but this is what Qin Mu fed him to eat, the meaning is different, so he nestled on Qin Mu's knees, and picked up the chicken feet.

The scene of the scene that happened just now, the smile on the face of the stranger is stiff, but he hides very well, pretending that nothing has happened, tearing off another chicken leg and putting it in Qin Mu’s bowl.

When I was sleeping at night, I didn’t give up again, and I decided to sleep with Qin Mu.

Qin Mu looked up at the moonlight and immediately chuckled and asked: "Is it difficult for Xianjun to be strong?"

"You can rest assured that I will not do anything to you." I laughed back. "I just want to relive the good past with you."

"Just casually." Qin Mu really did not worry about what the vain would do to him.

In the past, the two of them slept together in a bed, and they couldn’t sleep every night. They wanted to do something about the stranger, but he himself, in contrast to the stranger, the wind and the bones had no desire, and never made anything out of bounds.

In the end, five hundred years ago they had many opportunities to have a relationship, but they didn't know if they were stupid or stupid. They didn't break the piece of paper, so the relationship between them stopped.

The ambiguous request of Qin Mu did not object, but it was to let Mu Zeru as a big enemy, biting Qin Mu's hem and refused to let go, and Qin Mu would give him a slap.

It’s a small thing that doesn’t make people worry.

Qin Mu sighed and bent over to pick up Muze, so he said helplessly: "Do you mind if I bring him?"

The stranger shook his head and glanced at Muze in Qin Muhuai. He was impressed by the obvious hostility in the eyes of Muze. He moved his lips like a smile: "Of course I don't mind."

"That's good."

Qin Mu slightly decapitated, holding Muze took the lead to step into the room, and stopped for a few seconds in the same place, followed by the up, and then gently closed the door.

When he turned around, he saw that Qin Mu was already undressing. It was a very simple movement. It was especially pleasing to the eye by Qin Mu, and it was a natural and calm atmosphere.

Muze saw it and almost jumped.

Why is this female so shameless, actually **** in front of other men, letting him face the husband's face.

He was angry and anxious, and his mouth whispered in the mouth of the little milk wolf. He noticed that his gaze fell on Qin Mu’s body. Muze raised his little short legs and jumped, trying to block the sight of the unsightly eyes. .

Of course the effect is not.

Seeing that there was only the last white coat in Qin Mu, Muze dog jumped into the wall and bitten Qin Mu’s shoes. Qin Mu looked down at him and gently rubbed his foot. “I am not used to it. It’s not comfortable to wear too many clothes to sleep.”

"..." Then you can't take off your coat in a strange face.

Qin Mu understood the meaning expressed in the eyes of Muze, hooked his lips, lifted a sneak peek at the side, and then looked back at Muze, smiling; "What are you worried about, not two The quilt?"

"..."

The wave is dead, he really should lock Qin Mu right.

Ignore the small eyes of Muze’s resentment, Qin Mu’s faint faintly said: “It’s not early, sleep.”

"Ok."

The stranger responded with a sigh of relief, watching Qin Muzhen open one of the quilts and drilled in, only to fade the coat, and also went to bed. And Muze, who had long jumped into the bed, took over the middle position, so that he just separated Qin Mu from the grotesque.

Perhaps it was reduced by the singularity of the fairy tales. Now he has no threat to the rumors, and the rumors have not prevented Muze’s arrogance. Muze proudly swelled his head and slammed his mouth. The white wolf's teeth flashed away. Immediately before the strange expression, he leaned over and used his head to open Qin Mu's quilt. He sneaked into Qin. Mu's bed.

Qin Mu is a demon, his body has always been chilly, and Mu Ze warms his furry body and comes in. He habitually puts Muize into his arms.

The tacit cooperation fell into the strange eyes, the clear and clear eyes and darkness, smacked the corners of the mouth, and laughed at himself. He raised his hand, turned off the light, and lay down beside Qin Mu, but there was no drowsiness.

Everything is what he insists on. After all, it is a bubble.

It was a step-by-step mistake, step by step, sighing and sighing, slowly squinting.

Although Qin Mu closed his eyes, his body quickly responded because of the unspeakable behavior of a little milk wolf. Facts have proved that although Muize’s body size has become smaller, the nature of the satyr has not changed. Qin Mu closed his eyes and allowed Mu Ze to work.

Then it was so embarrassing.

Because they are sleeping next to them, Qin Mu is not too hot with Muze, and then Muize is like this, a mini attack can make a trick, Qin Mu tossed by Mu Ze, face Quiet, wait until the end, Muze consciously helped him clean up, and Qin Mu also sat down with satisfaction.

After that, the three people stayed in the mountains.

Nothing has ever mentioned the matter of going back to the palace. Qin Mu always felt that something was wrong. He tentatively said: "I have indirectly killed my biological father. Now that time has passed, you can take me to see me. See him old man?"

When I heard this, I was awkward and immediately smiled. "I have reversed time and space, but those who are already dead can't resurrect. You are sorry about this request. I can't reach it for you."

This time, the evasiveness is light and the focus is blurred. Qin Mu has not been fooled by him. "You have reversed the time and space and returned to the past. Why did those who died not exist in this world?"

Silent silence for a moment, knowing what Qin Mu has noticed, silence for a moment, Shen Sheng asked: "What do you want to know?"

Qin Mu stared at the strange eyes and slowly said: "We have not returned to the five hundred years."

Nothing to talk about.

Although Qin Mu did not have the ability to weave a realistic fantasy, but it is a stranger, it is possible to construct a fantasy with the fairy method.

Although this sounds a bit of a myth.

The murderous silence made Qin Mu’s guess at the bottom of his heart confirmed. He looked at the stranger with incredible eyes and said it in a word: “Tell me what we should do before we can go out from this illusion.”

This time, the grotesque finally made a sound, with a light and light tone: "This illusion was constructed by me. I naturally know the method of cracking, but -" He paused and looked at Qin. Mu, "Why should I tell you?"

"Do you want to trap me here?" Qin Mu was not angry and laughed. "Don't forget, you are stuck here. What good is this for you?"

I am laughing and laughing. "The illusion is good, the reality is worth it. As long as you are by my side, there is a difference between the two."

The difference is big.

"The illusion is not a reality, it is a stranger. In fact, your heart is clear. We are over. You have become such a illusion, but you are deceiving yourself."

"Maybe." The groan slowly squinted and suddenly said: "At the beginning, on the eve of the war between the Terran and the Mozu, you found me and said something to tell me, I want to know, you want to tell me at that time. what."

Qin Mu asked: "Is this important?"

Even if he had already guessed what Qin Mu wanted to say, he still wanted to hear it from Qin Mu’s mouth. He nodded slowly and looked at Qin Mu without hesitation. “This is very important to me. ""

Qin Mu refused to say it easily.

He took the opportunity to mention the conditions with the stranger. "If you tell me the way to solve this illusion, I will tell you."

"Hey." Mohan bent his lips and bent, and then softly said: "I can promise you, I will definitely take you out of this fantasy."

Qin Mu has no doubts about the words of the rumors. He believes that rumors are not a person who is not trustworthy.

"Well, this is what you said." After he said this, Qin Mu brewed it in his heart, and then said all the words that were not spoken five hundred years ago to the stranger: "That is the time to tell you." I like you very much, I want to be with you, do you like me?"

This late confession, through the five hundred years of time, was finally introduced into the unfamiliar ears, but unfortunately, things have long been wrong. Suddenly there was a sense of sourness in the bottom of my eyes. I was stunned and blinked. I still smiled and said softly: "Nature naturally likes it."

The two just simulated the scene that hadn't happened five hundred years ago, and it didn't mean anything else. It happened to be a coincidence that it just fell into the ear of a little milk wolf who came back from a walk.