When Inhumans Meet Abnormal Humans

The Liuhua ideal of writing has not been punctured by the contrast of reality like the soap bubbles blown by a child.

Rather, after experiencing the blows of Yi Zhiling, Liuhua became more at ease, and his unrealistic illusions about writers faded away, and he returned to his original intention-to write stories he likes out of interest.

Liuhua quieted down, and the discussion between Feng Ling and Li Mufeng about Yi Zhiling didn't end there. Although they said they were taking Liuhua to gain knowledge, they actually paid more attention to Yi Zhiling's moth.

This lecture is just a prelude, the first horn of the next war, it is like the first crack on the glass curtain wall, along which, countless fine lines will spread, until the inside and outside of the glass are covered by this kind of crack. The ice cracks erode and crawl all over, and the entire curtain wall will be smashed to pieces in a vigorous battle.

"Do you think Yi Zhiling came first, or Qingshuiguan came first," Feng Ling asked while pinching a matcha biscuit.

"Choose someone, bet?" The cherry blossom jelly in Li Mufeng's hand, he likes the sweet and greasy fragrance and taste.

People who have tasted too much medicine and bitterness will always be paranoid about sweets, as if the criticisms of the world are filtered by that layer of net, and they will become expectant.

Feng Ling was amused by this proposal, "Do you want to lose or win?"

"It's meaningless to win or lose when I'm with you. I just want to raise the stakes and have some fun," Li Mufeng stretched out his hand to scrape off the cracked cookies from the corner of the young man's lips, and then put his slender index finger near his mouth, revealing a pair of charming peach blossoms. Looking at the person with slightly upturned eyes, he gave a pool of glances secretly, while sticking out his pink tongue, licking a bit of biscuit crumbs on his fingertips back and forth, leaving a layer of transparent water, shining brightly to ignite the meaning behind the words.

Feng Ling understood this person's hint, and gave him a non-threatening look, her mind was full of colored waste.

This rascal would demand too much every other night, Feng Ling would be bullied every time, tears would hang on the corners of his eyes, and there would be a sobbing sound when he gasped, but he had a special physique, so he stayed awake the whole time, so he couldn't enjoy it at all. To the preferential treatment who fainted, he could only follow him up and down in the wave of desire again and again.

"What new tricks are you thinking of?" Feng Ling's eyes were drawn away by the man's lips and tongue playing with his fingertips, and his ears were also slightly scalded by the sticky sucking sound, " I won’t play Kama Sutra Scratch Game anymore, it’s all recovered, and my waist can still be sore for a day.”

"Xian'er, you're dirty, what are you thinking?" Li Mufeng wiped his fingers slowly, looking as serious as the car just now, but it was just the illusion of someone's overreaction, "I just want to say that the one who loses must agree to a request to win .”

Feng Ling: "..." Is this different from tossing?

Who is teasing people every night, dripping with sweat all the way, and entangled several times, until the silk is slightly transparent?

Who is it that rains and winds rush every time, regardless of people's begging for mercy, and insists on spreading madness?

And who is it, who wants to have sex with him, and must have the awareness that life and death are beyond life and death, smashing the soul and the infatuated love together, bit by bit, breaking them into the flesh and blood of the two, so that they can no longer distinguish each other?

"It doesn't matter, it's okay to be dirty, we have a daughter tonight, Xian'er thinks so, you can take the initiative," Li Mufeng smiled so much that Feng Ling wanted to take him to bungee jumping, "I choose Qingshui Temple first, according to my use For the result of divination, choosing this one can achieve the goal more.”

"It's time to go back to school, you are the worst class I have ever brought up," Feng Snacks clapped his fingers on the table, imitating the TV supervisor, reprimanded him with a paralyzed face.

"I'm determined to leave," Li Mufeng was completely unmoved, "I'm betting on Qingshui Guan, and I'm betting on one condition, this young master, hurry up and place your bet."

Feng Ling had no choice but to play along with him, "Sir, give me a bet on Yi Zhiling."

After pretending to bet, Li Mufeng still pulled people at night, overturned a river of wind and moon, and shook the young man under him into a weeping poppy in the spring storm.

The bet is that Feng Ling won.

After Qiao Yu's bracelet was exposed, he didn't need it anymore. He asked Si Li to apply for a new certificate, which was to show that he was not a gangster, and Feng Ling had basically never used other functions. The game was Li Mufeng's obscura Operate and rebind Feng Ling's identity card for him.

Yi Zhiling didn't have Feng Ling's contact information, and wanted to avoid Li Mufeng, so he had to chat with him privately in the game.

When receiving the meeting message from Yi Zhiling, Feng looked at every word she wrote, as if she saw candles, row after row, pointing to the hell where she could not be reborn like everlasting soul lamps.

She asked him to go to the teahouse alone to talk about Li Mufeng.

"Does this count for me, the classic Bai Yueguang show in the novel is superior?" After finishing the game, Feng Ling expressed surprise that he could still act in a bloody drama in his lifetime. If he is alive, he will meet strange things. There is no limit to knowledge.

"...I don't think so," Li Mufeng's human crisis instinct kept flickering warnings, and his desire to survive told him that this question must not be answered.

It is actually a loyal essay question disguised as a question or not, and it must not be fooled by the appearance. This question is said to give no points for correct answers and 41 points for wrong answers.

Li Xueba quickly analyzed the key to solving the problem, immediately put down the pen for batching documents, strode to the side of the young man, and smacked his lips loudly on his face, "Bai Yueguangxiu's premise is that she is still Bai Yueguang, The plot you are going now is that the ex-girlfriend destroys the thread."

"I broke up with her as soon as I broke up with her. There is absolutely nothing involved. You have to trust your wife and me. Trust in your wife is a pure man's virtue," Classmate Li threw his face on the ground.

Every qualified gong will turn into a little wife who is close to her at the right time, and she will be spared if she can say it cheaply. The dignity of the gong is two meters away from the couch. Clanking, nothing compares to the tenderness of a lover who twists his fingers with a coquettish glance.

"Where is that?" Feng Ling pulled his sleeves in disgust and wiped the saliva off his face, in exchange for someone's resentful little eyes filled with "you don't love me anymore."

"Xian'er, you don't understand human beings." Li Mufeng firmly believed that he would not feel the crisis of his life for no reason. He is now practicing Taoism and attaches great importance to inspiration and intuition. You don't think much, I have to think too, without explaining clearly, unless I don't love you."

"You and I are happy, it's fine if you don't, why are you so particular," Feng Ling asked.

Li Mufeng picked Feng Ling up, walked back to the back of the desk, let someone sit on his lap, and hugged him tightly, "If love is enough, why do you need a washboard?"

"..." Human beings are truly unknown and terrifying creatures.

Feng Ling still didn't understand where this person was so good at acting, and kept talking about it, "You don't know, if you lose, you have to play tricks?" He traced the topic back to the source of Yi Zhiling's appointment, and then diverged One click is the antecedent of the bet.

Unexpectedly, Li Mufeng buried his face in his chest instead, and put his hands under his armpits to tickle him. Feng Ling was afraid of itching, and was concerned that this person was fragile and did not dare to struggle. After a while, tears burst into tears. With rain pear.

"I lost the day I met you, so what's the point of playing now?" the man said while the youth was panting.

One thing falls one thing, some people lose at the first sight.

Li Mufeng stopped, wrapped his arms around the young man's slender waist, listened to the uneven breathing, and said seriously, "I just want you to make a request with me, and you always ask for nothing."

Not tossing sounds good, but being too desireless is always disturbing. No matter how many traces are left, I will worry that one day you will suddenly leave. At that time, I will not know what to use to keep you. I hope you can ask for something from me and ask for it.

Lovers sometimes want to ask willfully, owe each other, get entangled in a bad debt that can't be settled, and make trouble if they don't settle it.

"Sir," Feng Ling's voice was clear and shallow, hoarse and lazy as the cold mountain stream curled up with a smile, quietly teasing the human's periosteum, "Before asking, let's hear the truth first?"

"……Um."

"You've never been curious, why did my existence come back to the human world?" Feng Ling lowered her head, and lightly pressed her lips against the man's ear, watching the thin red spots spread out like water-dyed paint, creating a halo rose.

"I am empty, not only do I have no pursuit, you should also find that I don't understand emotions, I don't understand many things, and I don't want to understand. My lower bound is to seek fate, to find a fate that makes me complete .”

He is a paper kite, moving with the wind, and can only stay on the ground if he is pulled by the thread. He is invisible, and the wind blows through the hall, but because he has a shape, he binds himself in a cocoon for him, and personally throws out the sharp weapon that cuts the thread.

"Fate is two-way. You are also the fate that I have waited for thousands of years to fill myself in. I am ruthless and have been asking for affection from you. How can I ask for nothing?" Feng Ling carefully placed the heart of this person. Ubiquitous uneasiness, "According to the calculation, the husband is the one who suffers, and I will need a lot from him in the future."

"Don't call me sir, Feng Xiaoxian, let me tell you, it's very dangerous for you, you won't be able to get out of bed." Li Mufeng was molested until his ears turned red. He wished he could hold the little goblin now and have an in-depth discussion.

"Don't tell me I told you to stop yesterday, it seems like you let me get out of bed," Feng Ling took a mouthful of the soft flesh of the man's neck, and let out a suppressed and sexy moan, "I would like to admit defeat, Follow me to see my in-laws tomorrow."

Li Mufeng: "..." Meow meow?

Feng Ling: "Literally."

Before going down to the realm, Feng Li, who knew that he was too lazy to talk, told him to write a letter to his family every year and go back to mention his recent situation. A person is always lonely and needs a place to tell about the passing years.

Feng Ling didn't understand their thoughts before, but now with Li Mufeng, she gradually understands their intentions. Sometimes, some feelings really need to be shared, and they show off their treasures in the sharing.

Recalling the story for a year, Feng, who felt that he had a lot of words, made a remote video call with the sound transmission mirror early on, asking this person to explain it to him.In order to bribe humans, he also dug out the pile of women's clothes that Li Mufeng had ordered, and prepared to use them to serve the king, but this person actually owed him a request on his own initiative.

After listening to Feng Ling's explanation, Li Mufeng felt that conscience is really a bad thing, and finally once, he gave up the welfare of the mouth.What a beautiful scene, the stunning beauty who took the initiative to wear women's clothes, half concealed, courteously courteous, just disappeared.

My heart hurts, as expected, the relationship between conscience and bad guys is like a fermion, they can never be in the same state.

Not to mention that when Li Mufeng thought that he could still pretend to be hesitant and cheat more Fangze, he became more determined that the villain set up a way to go to the dark, and said that Feng Ling met Yi Zhiling at the teahouse as agreed.

In the retro-style box, a beautiful woman wearing a pale blood-colored pair of plackets and a young man in an egg-green shirt sat across a wisp of sandalwood smoke from the tea table.

The two people's same cold temperament met together, dissipating the warmth of a spring, as if they had returned to the season when the floating ice had not yet bloomed.

Without saying a word, the woman washed the tea and poured the freshly boiled water into the purple sand pot three times. The water was three times, which is called the Phoenix three nods, which is a respect for the guests. Yi Zhiling's etiquette is sufficient, but I don't know if she is following the tea ceremony, or thinking about Feng Ling's polite words.

"Mr. Feng, please have some tea," Yi Zhiling said with a generous smile.

"Thank you," Feng Ling remained expressionless, cherishing words like gold.

A man and a woman are relatively speechless, but unfortunately what flows in it is not the silent tacit understanding, but the indifference of each other.

After a furnace of incense was burned out, the content of the two people's conversation was paler than the incense ash, as if they were playing a game of persistence that whoever spoke first would lose.

Feng Ling has no desires or scruples, and he doesn't like to open his mouth. He plays this game smoothly, but Yi Zhiling is different. The person she takes the initiative to date is also angry in her heart. If she just invites someone to drink tea, it will end casually. It's not in line with her arrogance at all.

It's impossible for the other party to lose their temper, Yi Zhiling said with a smile, "Mr. Feng is not curious, what do I want to say?"

"No," Feng Ling knew Li Mufeng's life trajectory in the past 28 years better than he himself, and his whole heart was raised by him, so there was nothing to be curious about.

"Hehe, Mr. Feng is really calm," Yi Zhiling said with a smile, "Actually, I have nothing else to do, I just want to ask, how does Mr. Feng feel about stealing other people's things?"

She will not use the love of the past to hit others. Only the losers are thinking about the glory of the past. She will only hint that this person and that person are in her pocket, past, present, future, and forever.

Feng Ling was not interested in her subtext, and stated the facts without any disturbance, "I have no feelings, he is mine."

He is mine and has nothing to do with you. Please don't use ambiguous words to have any relationship with my people. Strangers in the past, please respect yourself.

"Brother Feng, I think I'm going to laugh. It's an honor to be so scrambled for protection," Yi Zhiling said in a positive and derogatory manner, "But Mr. Feng, has he ever thought about his future?"

"A pair of men hang out together, what's the way forward? Mr. Feng is not planning to turn him into the same broken sleeve as in the rumors?" Yi Zhiling's eyes began to moisten.

If Shen Quan was there, he would definitely say that Oscar owes not only Lizi the golden man, but also Yi Zhiling. As expected, he came from a family of politicians and is a natural actor who can put on the facial expressions he needs at any time without any psychological barriers.

Looking at her expression, the corners of her eyes and eyebrows are full of drama, three points are true to the original price, three points are sad, three points are half-to-half condemnation, and one point is bonus restraint, the whole drama is the essence of the show.

Feng Ling and Li Mufeng are officially together, only Liu Hua and Shen Quan monster know, but in their eyes, they have long been a couple, just before a formal confession ceremony to confirm their relationship.

"Of course he is worth it," Feng Ling thought of Li Mufeng, the frost on his face dissipated, and the coolness and gentleness of snowdrops blooming to welcome the spring.

He and Li Mufeng are predestined, but this person is already good enough to stand out from the crowd.

He is good-looking, but if he is not self-disciplined enough, there are many greasy people who have entered middle age early. He is a genius. If he has not fully sneaked, he will not get acquainted just because of this name. Even if she was hurt by Yi Zhiling, she never gave up her original intention and chose to believe in Fengling.

Facing the woman's gaze, Feng Ling smiled both righteously and evilly, with ferocity hidden in his affection, "His future, only I can decide, with the same spirit, I am the one who is beautiful, and I am the one who ruins it."

It's a pity, I don't want him to be in a mess, so I can only use everything that catches his eyes to lay out a fairy palace for him, and make him really smile.

Feng Ling hides the remaining half of her sincerity.

If he doesn't know how to appreciate a person, he is not worthy of liking and possessing him. He doesn't want to talk about his admiration with this kind of person who doesn't know how good Mu Feng is.

"You're very selfish, does Brother Feng know what you're thinking?" Yi Zhiling's tears rolled around, finally broke through the restraint of restraint and oppression, and silently slid down her face.

Those who don't know will definitely think that she is the real wife who tried her best to persuade Xiaosan to quit, "You will really destroy him. You have a good relationship, but you can't be together. Rumors will destroy him. Men and men fall in love. There is a Contrary to ordinary ethics, if someone with a heart grabs the handle, Brother Feng will..."

Fairy-like sadness, of course, can poke the softness of the heart, and steam a little bit of pity.Unfortunately, the one sitting in front of her is an existence that really has no feelings for human beings.

Listening to her words, Feng Ling just wanted to refute, one, the two of them, Li Mufeng is the beast, two, they are already together, three, isn't it you who has a heart, and you are still calling for a thief...

He only thought about the above words for a moment, and then gave up on saying it.

Too many words.

"Miss Yi is an outsider..." Feng Ling only said the main points of his summary at the end, and the rest of the sentence "no need to worry about" has not yet been said, and the bracelet jingled a few times.

Raising his hand to press the alarm, the young man apologized a little, and said, "Sorry, let's stop here today, the time is up, I have to pick Mu Feng off work."

After the young man finished speaking, he didn't give the woman a chance to continue to speak out. He got up and walked straight to the door. When he was about to leave, he suddenly remembered something and turned around with a smirk. "The rules are up to me. Naturally, I have the final say."

Yi Zhiling watched the young man go away with bitterness. Nothing good happened to her when she met this man. It was disgusting to be sticky with a man despite being a man. The one named Feng was disgusting, and the one named Li was the same.

He is obviously a monster, like scum, he is humble and longs for the pity of others, but if he insists on being a monster, what kind of sincerity does he pursue, and what is it about him that deserves to be loved?

She didn't like Li Mufeng that much from the beginning, and when she was with him, it was more because he was good-looking and had a face when he was taken out. He was born with flaws, and he could show her kindness and generosity that she didn't care about, and he liked her, Desperate.

What she wants from the beginning is the value attached to that person. It feels good to be loved to death, to be filled with vanity, to swell to the point where she loves her the most, and allows this person to use his insignificance to set off herself. noble.

Even if she is turning back now, there is only a small part of the reason that she is not happy with her own things, and she is not as happy as she is. Most of them have other plans. She needs Li Mufeng, or she needs Li Mufeng from Blizzard , Li Mufeng, the second young master of the Li family.

"What is Yi Zhiling thinking?" Feng Ling felt that she and this woman would never be able to communicate normally on the radio waves.

"The Yi family needs to marry the Li family." Li Mufeng was still wearing the handmade suit from the video with the three parents, breaking Yi Zhiling's mind and said, "Besides, Blizzard is a potential stock and has not yet been listed. They all want a piece of the action.”

"Yi Zhiling wants to marry the Li family, but also wants to eat Blizzard. Combining these two points, plus she has the status of an ex-girlfriend, I am the best target."

"Perhaps I used to be too kind to her. She had no fear, so she colluded with Ms. Lu to form a combination of ex-girlfriend and biological mother to deal with me." Li Mufeng smiled helplessly. He really didn't want to believe that love can become a weapon of harm. She used to be strong because she didn't love her and punished her every sentence, but he was weak because he lost his heart and was weak everywhere.

Lu Ruosu also wanted Blizzard's fat meat. She was going to give the company to Li Muyang as a backing for him other than Li's family property. At the same time, she didn't want to give up control of Li Mufeng, the cash cow.

On Li Mufeng, Lu Ruosu and Yi Zhiling coincided with each other. Yi Zhiling wanted to use the background of the Li family, so Lu Ruosu didn't want to climb the high branch of the Yi family, so as to stabilize his position in the Li family and win more for Li Muyang. family property.

The two of them use each other, use each other's hand to contain key figures, and rely on each other's power behind each other to jointly plan the prey in their eyes.

"In this script, what are you acting in?" Feng Ling asked after listening to Li Mufeng's explanation.

"I... Maybe, playing a bridge? The kind that can be demolished after crossing the river?" Li Mufeng joked.

"Then let's dismantle them," Feng Ling smiled, pure and cruel, with innocent malice when talking about punishment for doing something wrong with a child.

"Okay," a person falls in love with another person, and if that person is just right for him, then he will have the weakness to kill with one blow, and he will also have an invincible armor.