MTL - The #1 Pretty Boy of the Immortal Path-Chapter 131 baby
Lin Shu gave himself up: "You eat."
Xiao Shao: "Do not eat."
Lin Shu: "What to do then."
Xiao Shao picked him up, and the two leaned against the bed.
Lin Shu looked at Xiao Shao.
As the looks were too similar, he almost had the illusion that it was the young lady who was holding himself at this time.
No, it was originally that these two were simply one person.
Xiao Shao kissed his lips.
Lin Shu had no place to focus, and could only climb Xiao Shao's shoulders.
Xiao Shao asked, "Do you like me?"
Lin Shu didn't speak.
Xiao Shao asked, "Don't you like me?"
Lin Shu shook his head.
Xiao Shao said: "You like it."
Lin Shu looked up at him, and met his gaze, and the gentle affection in his gaze.
He wanted to cry again.
No one treats him like this, and he never thought that someone would treat himself this way.
Last life, this life.
Xiao Shao said: "You will always be with me in the future."
His tone was very bland. It wasn't negotiation, it seemed to inform.
"Go to the battlefield, be defeated or defeated ... all with me," Xiao Shao said gently, "find a beautiful place in the future, and live in seclusion, soaring, soaring together, not soaring. Together. If you wish, ask for the next life when you are reincarnated. "
He said, tightening Lin Shu, like a dragonfly, a light kiss fell on his hair and cheek: "I don't bully you, good to you."
After saying this, he froze: "How did you cry?"
Lin Shu reached out his hand and touched his cheek, touching warm tears.
He choked his throat and buried his face in Xiao Shao's chest.
Xiao Shao patted his back: "Good, don't cry."
After that, he asked, "Have you ever been bullied when you were a kid? Was Li Yamao? I went back to pack him."
Lin Shu shook his head: "Not Li Yamao."
Xiao Shao: "Who is it?"
Just this sentence, let Lin Shu almost collapse.
He couldn't stop crying, sulking: "Bully me ..."
"No," Xiao Shao said, "only I can bully you in the future."
Lin Shu: "?????"
Then I heard Xiao Shao say, "But I don't bully you, so no one in the world bullies you."
He took Lin Shu out of his arms, wiped his tears with his fingers, and said, "Be good, don't cry anymore. Shuangxiu."
Lin Shu thought about it, the old seniors were still being beaten outside. They were double-minded, Xiao Shao laughed at first, and cried out of control, which is a bit nonsense.
Xiao Shao pressed him to the bed and kissed him from the forehead.
Lin Shu was soft and breathless, holding him tight.
He seemed to have lost control of his body, and could not distinguish between active and passive, and Ren Shao moved.
The familiar cold aroma could not be tangled around his nose, and it seemed to become an ubiquitous illusion, wrapping him all over and drowning.
He was like a man who had walked deep and shallow in the snow for a long time. There was a lot of snow in the sky, and his hair was frozen with ice, and his bones were cold, and he hurt every step.
——But he has always been like this, so I don't know what is cold and what is pain.
Until then, the heavy snow turned into white feathers, and the cold and severe winter passed day by day, and the flowers bloomed, and finally knew what warmth was.
It wasn't until Xiao Shao said that when he was a kid, he finally knew what was wronged.
The water silk underneath was very slippery, and the bed was soft as if it were to be trapped. Everything was comfortable, but it was still not as good as Xiao Shao's eyes.
Xiao Shao turned away from his forehead.
Lin Shu raised his head and panted lightly, facing Xiao Shao's eyes, feeling that he was falling into the gentle town.
Xiao Shao's voice was a little mute, and he said, "Call your brother."
Lin Shu shouted, brother.
Xiao Shao said, I don't know how to call you yet.
Lin Shu was trapped in the quilt, exhaling softly, and saying, follow you.
He felt his voice was also very dumb, with a little crying, and some kind of weak sweetness.
Xiao Shao said, do you have any words?
Lin Shu shook his head.
Most of the people in Xiandao have no words, and it is the rule of Confucian Taoism to choose words.
When the students of Confucianism and Taoism Academy reach their first year, they will ask elders who are respected and honored to give their characters. When the people in Xiandao are successful, most of them will choose their own Taoist number, but they are not particular about the character.
Xiao Shao said, I'll get one for you.
Lin Shu said yes.
Xiao Shao whispered in his ear, baby.
baby.
Lin Shu felt that his cheeks were cold and he seemed to have shed tears, but he didn't hold back, and turned his lips up.
He felt that he should be a little dazed at the moment.
But if it is in front of Xiao Shao, it seems nothing.
After all, he is the baby of this person.
Xiao Shao said, don't cry, I feel bad.
Lin Shu tried to restrain himself and did not cry.
Xiao Shao said, obediently, don't bear it.
This person was inconsistent, and Lin Shu was so frustrated that he didn't want to cry, and even wanted to laugh a little.
Xiao Shao said, do you remember the exercises?
Lin Shu nodded.
The sentences in "Same Tong Qi" are meditation in my mind.
Yes: Human beings have nothing but body. Yuan Jing Yunbu, because of Tuo Tuochu. Yin and Yang are degrees, and the soul lives. Yangshen sun soul, yin **** moon soul. The soul and soul are each other's house.
He doesn't have any spiritual power in his body right now, so it doesn't have any substantial effect, he just clears his heart. It was Xiao Shao's side, and there really was a scorching spirit.
Dry and straight, smashing the fine stream; Kun quietly and swiftly, for the road ...
There was a slight pain in the meridian, which was slight but long, like a fire burning in the meridian. It was first ignited in one place, followed by the trend of Ebara.
He closed his eyes, meditated on the exercises, and felt the burning fire in his body as if to burn the broken meridians into a clean fire-and then imagined the movement of spiritual power.
Just retreat, soften to nourish. Nine return seven, eight return six living ...
When there was nothing to burn, his body was clear and clear, and the stagnation of the meridians disappeared strangely, leaving a quiet and ethereal body.
Xiao Shao asked, does it hurt?
Lin Shu shook his head.
Xiao Shao said, that continues.
Originally concealed, internally shaped body. Block the exchange, build Guling strain. San Guang Lu Shen, Wen Yang Zizhu, ignore it, easy to find ...
The spiritual power from Xiao Shao penetrated Lin Shu's body.
As if a spring weather turned rain, everything came into being.
The blood of the Phoenix family was a peerless hearth when it was first cultivated, so that the practitioners who reunited with it could regenerate Nirvana, and possess the top and most impeccable meridian roots in the world.
Lin Shu closed his eyes, and something took root in his body.
Supervisor, Ren, Chong, Belt, Yinqiao, Yangqiao, Yinwei, Yangwei, the Qijing are already connected, the eight pulses are self-contained.
He slowly breathed in and out, and incorporated the spirit of the world around him into his own use.
Big and small, smooth.
Next is Jian Ge's mentality.
He began to recite Sauvignon Blanc.
Halfway through the exercise, he suddenly felt the icy chills erupting from Dantian and began to spread to the whole body.
He said, Xiao Shao, I'm cold.
Xiao Shao hugged him and asked, what happened.
Lin looked blankly towards the ceiling.
He said, Xiao Shao, I don't need to repair it.
Xiao Shao said, what happened to you?
cold.
This is cold.
He never knew it was cold until he knew what was warm.
But as soon as he knew what it was warm, he was going back to the icy snow.
Lin Shu murmured repeatedly, I was cold.
Xiao Shao said, I don't know if Shuang Xiu will be like this, I'm not afraid, it will end soon.
Lin Shu shook his head, and his body felt a sharp pain. He closed his eyes, grabbed Xiao Shao's arm, and suddenly his heart seemed boundless.
Five sounds, five colors and five flavors were peeled away from him in an instant.
The author has something to say: The source of the exercises: Eastern Han Dynasty Wei Boyang's "Same Tong Qi".
