When Inhumans Meet Abnormal Humans

To what extent can love make a man degenerate?

Li Qian, a workaholic, thought about this question for a few seconds after asking for leave.

No fruit.

This is a divergent sequence.

Thursday was Li Mufeng's birthday, and Feng Ling packed him away the night before when he was still meditating.

Li Mufeng woke up from the samadhi, and found himself sitting on a small boat with a dazed expression. Feng Ling was lying half a foot away from him with his knees bent. A pair of crystal clear pupils reflected his outline and his back. Xingyue Qinghui.

Looking around, I saw that the night sky was like washing, the clear moon seemed to be shining, the stars were shattered in the sky, a small boat was crossing somewhere, the sky and water were the same color, and half of the boat accidentally sank the Milky Way.

The mountains in the distance are undulating in the shadows, the sky is too open and the sky is lower, hanging low on the treetops, the lake is windless and calm, like an unpolished copper mirror, printed with moonlight and stars within reach.

"This is?" Li Mufeng stretched his hand into the water, disturbing the light and shadow in the pool.

"Lake Tekapo," Feng Ling said with a smile, "this year your birthday falls on the twentieth of the lunar calendar. If you can't send the stars to shine for you, I will send you the Southern Cross at the South Celestial Pole."

Li Mufeng once talked about his birthday, Lu Ruosu always said that the days in the Gregorian calendar were not good, April Fool's Day, his birth was a fool of her from the heavens, a little monster who was as false as a lie, easily turned her life into a joke.

But he himself likes this day very much. The lie of the festival will end at 12 o'clock, and his suffering may also end at 12 o'clock at noon.

"Xian'er, sit up, I have something to tell you," Li Mufeng suddenly looked serious, stretched out his hand to pull Feng Ling up, and sat facing each other.

Facing the other party's doubts, the man put his right hand on the back of the young man's head, and brought the two of them closer to each other, so close that their lips and teeth touched.

Li Mufeng gently held the two petals of cherry powder in his mouth, kissed and sucked them carefully, and slowly tapped the white teeth with the tip of his tongue, like a polite robber who tried his best to ask the owner for permission before plundering. Feng Ling has several experiences , although still jerky, but straightforward enough, Tan mouth slightly opened, accepted the other party's invitation, let him attack the city and plunder the land, and sink into confusion with him.

A fragrant kiss was scorching hot, and the lips and teeth were entwined|twistful, blooming with a lingering|sorrowful color.

Panting, pulling love|desire into an ambiguous silver thread under the moonlight, Li Mufeng and Feng Ling pressed their foreheads together, and smiled softly, "I may be sick and suffer from amnesia, otherwise why can't I find a single word in my memory?" Describe how I feel right now?"

"I am so happy that every little cell is jumping for joy. I love you so much that I am at a loss for what to do. How else can I love you if you are so good."

The man's voice is dyed with joy|joy, sexy|sensual, and the smile hidden in the sentence is like a green fox demon in the dark night, turning the charm and provocation into a scorching heat around the bone, magma in the land of bliss Burning people together.

Feng Ling felt that his body temperature had risen several degrees, so he lowered his head and stopped looking at people, for fear that he would push people away if he was not careful. He read in the tutorial that pure men must give enough romance before the first time, and it is best to be able to do it first. There is a whole day of love memories, and now it can't be broken.

Taking off her shoes and socks, Feng Ling turned around, rolled up her trousers facing the side of the boat, crossed her jade feet across the mouth of the boat, soaked in the cool water of the lake to cool down, raised her legs from time to time to lift up water splashes, dazzled the moonlight under the water.

"For your birthday, I really can't think of what I can give you. What's mine is yours, and I'm yours too. I feel like I'm too poor to afford anything." The stars are bright and bright, more like stars than the stars in the sky, "So I thought, this day I will show you all the things I think are beautiful."

"The stars are very shining, very bright, very beautiful, I want to give you all, but unfortunately, the moon is too big, and I can't see all the stars in the sky."

"I remember human poets said that when I go south, the starlight of the Southern Cross is you. Since the Southern Cross is the same as my sweetheart, then the Southern Cross must be a very beautiful star. It is said on the Internet that Lake Tekapo is the best place for stargazing .”

Feng Ling's language barrier, when facing Li Mufeng, he ran away without a trace. If he talked to him, he would always have a lot of words, and he would drill out of a sentence, and he couldn't stop it.

Li Mufeng: "..." Whoever said that my wife is a handicap, I jumped at him every minute. Seeing what the love said, there wasn't a single word of nonsense, every sentence was sweet, and even the little air that paused was wrapped in sugar.

"It's beautiful," Li Mufeng's eyes followed those two tender water lotus-like legs, undulating on the surface of the water.

The splash of water splashes and extinguishes thousands of pieces of silver, and the dream of peach blossoms and the moon swallowed up by desire ripples in every bit of light.

Some people are so delicate that even the curves of their toes are beautiful. The silvery moonlight sprinkles on the snow-colored skin, dyeing the water stains brightly. Li Mufeng really wants to put the toes like ice sculptures in his mouth , lick hot, and leave tooth marks finely.

Aware of his own thoughts, student Li seriously reflected on himself, who had suddenly exposed his new obsession, whether he needed to rescue the precarious decent persona. However, within a second, this person gave up.

The so-called debt is not worrying, he wants to become a normal person, he might as well believe that the national football guy will grow eight-pack abs, anyway, his image is not a good thing, and it doesn't matter if he has more hobbies that break away from the gentleman's precepts. What's the harm in adding a bit of decay to the flowers that are in full bloom?

"Drinking?" The man's eyes just licked those two lips that were moistened by his biting and sucking, recalling the smoky groan when they helped each other that day. talk.

With his neck slightly raised, the young man turned his face halfway, stared down at the star springs, and looked at the man with a smile on his face.

Like arrogance, like abstinence, like evildoers, against the stars and the moon, eclipsed.

Li Mufeng felt that "it seems like a fairy came down to earth, looking back at Xinghua with a smile", which is probably the current situation.

"When the night comes, the stars shine and the moon shines, you can drink a big white." Li Mufeng smiled and used the words of the predecessors that if you come to the sky at night, you can drink a cup of nothing.

Feng Ling smiled and threw him a jade pot, and picked one up herself.

Li Mufeng took a sip, smacked the mellow aroma of the wine on his lips, and joked, "Xian'er's wine is not low in alcohol, I feel like a pot can send me to scramble, but Xian'er still remembers, I have to go to work tomorrow to support my family people."

"Let's ask for leave. Birthdays are only once a year, but there are 52 weeks in a weekday." Feng Ling abducted him overnight, just because he didn't want him to go to work tomorrow.

Humans often say that time has never spared anyone, but human beings, how can they spare time?

Everyone fills up their own time either for their livelihood or for their dreams. The long years are efficiently compressed by the society, dehydrated, and shriveled into cold minutes and seconds. People also lose their vitality and wrinkle into fleeting years. Hasty scratches.

Li Mufeng was not idle when he was dealing with the public opinion war in the Propaganda Department. The server was hacked almost every day. He had to deal with hackers and participate in the upgrade research of the game warehouse. It was common for him to stay overnight in the company.

Standing next to this person, Feng Ling always hopes that the plots in the novel can appear, there is no stalk of the overlord who has no intention of working and dating every day, and Li Mufeng can repel the hacker with a finger, or succeed in an easy experiment The super power is also good.

When the hackers attacked Peak, Li Mufeng and Hua Qingcen never took their eyes off the screen. This protracted battle has been going on for half a month, but Feng Ling still couldn't stand it. The hacker hired by Lu Ruosu cursed them all and made them go to the hospital for some minor incidents before they stopped.

It's a pity that Feng Ling can stop the hackers, but it can't let Li Mufeng's experiment go smoothly. Because of the attention of relevant departments, the pace of research and development and upgrading has been accelerated, and the already tight schedule is even more stretched.

Feng Ling endured and endured, and finally decided to steal people from her career on her birthday, and quietly rest for a day, otherwise her body would walk fast and her soul would be overwhelmed.

No matter how busy and tired people are, they must learn to live poetically, and pour a pot of old wine to comfort the wind and dust.

"Appetizers," Feng Ling took a few dishes and a plate of lotus seeds, hung them in the air, and handed a pair of jade chopsticks to the man.

"It's been planned for a long time," Li Mufeng took the chopsticks, took a piece of steaming candied lotus root from Feng Ling, and teased, "But even if you don't have these, you can eat beautifully, and you can also go with wine."

Feng Ling glanced at the man, aroused a little smug look, and generously admitted that she had planned it long ago.

Across most of the world, even if the work thing wanted to find him, it couldn't touch anyone.

The moon in the sky was reflected in the water, and the sweetheart was in his eyes. Li Mufeng felt that the moonlight this night was the most beautiful night he had ever seen. It was like fine wine in a pot. With just one sip, a line of fire would be set off along his throat. Also piping hot.

"Wine is good wine, but it's really strong," Li Mufeng sighed as he looked at the two clusters of nebulae, one large and one small in the sky, whose outlines gradually became blurred.

Before the pot was half full, his eyes were already blurred by alcohol, he simply followed Feng Ling, took off his shoes and socks, sat sideways in the boat, his two long legs were also submerged in the water, and propped one hand behind his back, lazily Look at the scene, see the beauty, see the scene with the beautiful life, and see the beautiful woman with the scene to set off the peerless beauty.

Comparing the leg lengths of the two, Feng Ling said that Li Mufeng's legs are really against the sky, he is eight centimeters shorter than a human, and a human's legs are only five or six centimeters longer than him.

It's not that Feng Ling's legs are short, but that Li Mufeng's are too long. Usually, he feels that no matter where he stops, his long straight legs are always the first to grab people's attention.

Grabbing the man's trousers, Feng Ling asked the man to imitate him and hold his knees in his arms.

Li Mufeng refused, "There is water, how can I sit on the boat when it's wet?"

"That's enough," Feng Ling directly lifted his legs, and the moisture evaporated.

Li Mufeng had no choice but to sit with his knees hugged.

"It's okay," Feng Ling glanced between the shoulders and knees of the two of them, gestured twice, then put someone's leg back into the water, continued to drink and look at him, leaving innocent humans in a daze.

Sure enough, it's not that his legs are short, it's that this person doesn't follow the rules. The standard for human beings to have long legs is shoulder length. He passed it, but this person has lived more.

"What's wrong?" Li Mufeng rubbed his head against the man's face, tickling him with his hair.

While scratching, he was also thinking about other things. Fortunately, he washed his hair every day, so there would be no embarrassing incidents of touching oily hands or rubbing dandruff.

Feng Ling turned her face away, not admitting her childishness, "No."

Li Mufeng continued his efforts, "Tell me, I want to hear it."

Back and forth, Feng Ling was ticklish and was helplessly scratched, so she could only laugh and complain, "It's really okay, I just sigh, the sea is full of water, man, you are full of legs."

"Pfft," Li Mufeng immediately understood the meaning of the action just now, and laughed out loud while holding his belly.

After laughing for a long time, he stopped before Feng Ling raised his foot to kick him into the water, and looked at the cold young man in front of him meaningfully.

Sure enough, the usually clear and clear black pupils were covered with a layer of moisture at some point, and autumn water filled the slightly out-of-focus pupils. This person, like him, had already begun to show drunkenness.

Under the water, Li Mufeng stretched out his leg and hooked the young man's ankle, and asked with a smile, "Isn't Xian'er not drunk for a thousand cups?"

Feng Ling's drinking capacity has always been bottomless. During the Chinese New Year, Lu Sheng deliberately brought several bottles of high-grade wine, saying that he wanted to show shame, but in the end, Feng Ling blew it casually in front of him. I bought a whole bottle of Moutai, and kindly told him that even if Lu Sheng had a glass of his bottle, the wine would not be enough to taste.

"No, only this kind of wine can get you drunk," Feng Ling replied with a smile.

"Huh?" Li Mufeng raised an eyebrow.

"Don't be, you think you're the overlord of Mary Sully? Yes, my ears are hot." I don't know if it's because of drinking, Feng Ling's words tend to become more poisonous, "This is a demon killer, huh?" It's made by Li himself, it's delicious, the only wine that makes me taste like wine."

Rubbing his ears, Feng Ling took another sip, threw up a five-spice peanut with his chopsticks, opened his mouth to catch it, looked at the man next to him, and said with a smile, "Why are you being so pretentious with Gu Xici? Do you want to ask me something straight?" Ask, it’s useless to keep looking at me, I haven’t lighted up the male protagonist’s ability to read xxx from xxx’s eyes.”

"You look at me like this, it just makes me think like this," Feng Ling said, putting his hands on the man's side, biting the long mouth of the jade pot in Li Mufeng's hand, pressing down, taking a sip of wine, and pouring it on him. Mouth crossing.

Li Mufeng: "!" My wife is going to retaliate?

In order to protect the little dignity of the fragile human, Lao Gong, Li unceremoniously held down the little match seller, and fought with him for a little drink, only to give up until both of them were out of breath.

Looking at the young man, he threw away the empty pot in his hand and replaced it with a new one, Li Mufeng praised the other party's drinking speed in his heart, and within a short while, he emptied the cup.

"I want to ask why is it a demon killer?" Li Mufeng asked.

"Drinking together, there is no reason for one person to get drunk alone." Feng Ling smiled slightly, "I don't want to see you drunk, I just want to get drunk with you and watch the galaxy."

Li Mufeng: "..." Alcohol is just like falling in love, it can make people's literary attainments suddenly reach perfection, and people who are usually exhausted by talking a few more words will also turn their mouths full of day-to-day love chatter.

I want to correct a sentence next, drinking alcohol for a lifetime is black, that doesn't exist, you have to push it for a lifetime to see the effect.

Feng Lingsu used to sit upright, like a sharpened famous sword, but now the more she drank, the more she leaned towards him, her shoulders were next to him, leaning against his body, her whole body relaxed and full of trust and dependence.

Every time Li Mufeng sees how different Feng Ling treats him, he will wonder if he has entered the Klein bottle and will be trapped in an infinite loop of happiness forever.

"Xian'er also drinks like this at home?" Seeing Feng Ling holding up the dishes with spiritual power and having fun up and down in the air, Li Mufeng suddenly felt a little jealous. The few parents who hadn't met in Qiwu Valley, they must have seen this There are a lot of naive people.

"I drank it once, and then I was banned from drinking alcohol." When it was time to talk about the follow-up, Feng Ling changed back to point-and-shoot.

Li Mufeng waited for a long time, but did not wait for the next sentence, so he could only continue to ask questions, while others were talking, he looked up the dark history of his family Xianer, "Why was he banned from drinking?"

"It seems that I went out for a while, and then retreated collectively for 33 days to meditate, and came to ask Ah Li and the others not to make me laugh at them," Feng Ling said innocently.

"Is it okay to laugh?" Li Mufeng was curious.

"Maybe I laugh, it's scary?" Feng Ling joked, "The group of fairy old men, seeing me is like seeing a life-threatening talisman. You have seen them, and they all have the same face as Sili and Xiong Luojia."

Li Mufeng has been concerned about this strange phenomenon for a long time, but he has never found a chance to ask. Now that Feng Ling just mentioned it, he quickly followed up the conversation, "What did you do?"

Tell me, non-biological Taoist youth, tell me what major things you have done?

"They attacked Qiwu Valley, and then they were counter-killed. In order to make amends, they started the third calamity in advance. You humans all know that the Conferred God War at the turn of the Shang and Zhou dynasties," Feng Ling said calmly and frankly. The little things mentioned, "There should be nothing else, just this one."

Li Mufeng: "..." Well, this one is enough. You are outstanding and outstanding. Parents are just calculating in the calamity, but when it comes to you, it will become an apology by calamity.

Fortunately, I am here to take you, a monster, and we harm each other, which is to eliminate harm for the people.

"They are all afraid of me, and they all avoid me when they see it from a distance. For so long, you are the only one who likes me," Feng Ling said with a smile.

"It's because they are blind, they can't see your goodness, and I'm afraid they will do it themselves, if you don't do it, you won't die," Li Mufeng promptly resorted to a love trick - hitting others too high on himself, "And I think you are good everywhere, It was love at first sight.”

Feng Ling asked, "You believe me that much, right? Do you know what they are afraid of me?"

"I don't know, but everything about you is, yes," Li Mufeng himself is a person with bad views, and he has no pressure to talk about such a foolish king, "I remember you said that you are the way, and the rules are always correct .”

The man's peach blossom eyes are moist and moist, and there is madness hidden in the calmness, like a deep pool with no waves on the surface, it seems calm and rational, once you dive into it, you will find the vertical and horizontal vortexes buried deep under it, and you will accidentally break into the forbidden area. The explorers fell into the bottom of the dark water together.

"I am the Tao, I am nothingness, and I am destruction," Feng Ling clearly stated her identity, "All things are born from each other, and I am nothing. The Dao is fifty, and the sky is fourty-nine. It is death, the beginning and the end."

With Feng Ling revealing the truth about herself, those details that Li Mufeng couldn't figure out in the past immediately became clear like a mirror, and all kinds of incomprehensions in the past were instantly broken.

He is indeed empty, and he is nothing, so he is always in awe, as if in his arms, yet out of reach.

He lives and dies, and the wind from death crowns his natural killing.

He is the way of heaven, God is not benevolent, everything is a dog, and there is really no need to reflect anything in his eyes.

"Xian'er, my heart is for the Tao, you are my Tao, let him go three thousand ways, I only cultivate you." Li Mufeng stood up, half knelt down on his knees, held the young man's hand on his forehead, and swore reverently.

"Only do one's way," Feng Ling laughed outright, with an alcohol-infused tone, mellow and long like Jiangnan Misty Rain that entangles people's hearts, "That's great, it's great, you really are a good person."

"...Xian'er, do you really know what it means to be a good person?" After many days, he received another good person card, and suddenly he felt a little indescribable.

"A good word has many interpretations, but if it touches it, it is a happy event, just like you, as many people and things, as long as it has something to do with you, it becomes a good thing," Feng Ling replied, "I think the word "beautiful person" used to be a good thing. It is because I feel that with the person I like, today and night are good days."

"!" Very good, very beautiful, the good person card will become a dog-abusing word in the future, people who have not taken the nine-year compulsory service are so fresh and refined.

Li Mufeng pushed Feng Ling to the ground, surrounded by him, his pupils were dark, the flame of possession burned the strings of restraint, and suddenly he was swept by the violent wind and rain that cut off the chains, and he was tempting to indulge overnight.

"No one saw us, right?" Li Mufeng seemed to be asking, but his tone didn't sound suspicious. No one noticed that they were making a fuss until now. It must be that Feng Ling used the blinding barrier.

"No."

"I have a poem to read to you," Li Mufeng said tactfully, "Yueyue, a curtain of dreams, spring breeze and tenderness."

"Coincidentally, I also have a poem, read it to my husband, but let's change the place first." Feng Ling brought him into the house he built in the portable space, lying on an embroidered quilt, a piece of jade was wrapped around his shoulders, and his lips were wet. Slightly opened, spit out the tenderness of Jiaojun's willful pity, "I have to work hard for the rest of my life, so that I can make you happy today."