THE UNRIVALED MIRACLE DOCTOR AND THE GOD
Chapter 233: Touching Uncle Mo's Ass [1]
"Did Xiao Ge'er send me an invitation?"
Si Mo was lying on the bed, holding the 'scorching sun' in his arms, and his yellow eyes were filled with a misty color.
I'm worried that right now, Mu Qingge put a knife in her heart, she won't let go, let alone leave.
Invite?
A cold light flashed in the depths of Mu Qingge's eyes.
The smile at the corner of his mouth became increasingly coquettish. She stretched out her beautiful fingers, gently bent Si Mo's slightly greenish chin, and raised her head slightly.
Si Mo cooperated with him, his eyes filled with smiles.
“Master number one in Linchuan Continent, His Majesty the Holy King of the Holy Kingdom Yuan will personally warm the bed to God, how could Master refuse?” Mu Qingge's mouth was slightly red, and her words were rather arrogant and evil.
“Warm the bed?” There was danger flowing in Si Mo's yellow eyes. Her little song really thinks of her as a bed-warming girl?
The sharp fingertips gently slid across Si Mo's face.
It seemed that Mu Qingge meticulously described her facial features: "This kind of astonishing beauty is rare in the world. Today, this is truly an honor for God. But ..."
His movements gradually came down.
Follow Si Mo's nose to his lips and chin. Then, he swam along his chin and across his neck, out of the towering collarbone with his clothes, and made several back and forth movements.
Si Mo's eyes gradually blurred, and a flirtatious red color rose from the depths of the yellow color.
His little song was played with fire.
However, he was very unwilling to refuse, let alone stop.
The silver fingers held on with the disgusting-looking collarbone for a while, and after they deciphered the shape of the neck fossa, they left complacently and continued downward.
He gently pulled on Si Mo's clothes, revealing a white chest with perfect and strong muscle lines.
In the end, his hand touched his heart.
Suddenly, Singer Mu Qing's movements stopped and Si Mo could clearly sense that Singer Mu Qing had increased his strength. He even felt his sharp fingertips, wanting to cut off his skin.
She did not move, and wanted to see what her little song wanted with great interest.
There was a slight pain in his chest, and a drop of blood red blood emerged from his skin where Si Mo's heart was at his fingertips.
Those drops of blood, on his chest, were like blood-red gems.
"However, I don't know if His Majesty the Holy King is clean physically and mentally? God has a habit of cleanliness, and dirty people can't warm my bed." Said Mu Qingge evilly.
Si Mo seemed completely unaware of the wound on his chest, and only Mu Qingge's figure was left in his eyes: "Don't worry, Xiao Ge'er, I take a bath every day, and I can't clean."
After which, he raised his hand and rubbed the wound with his finger.
Blood drops appeared on his fingertips.
Mu Qingge narrowed her eyes, looked at him, and released her fingers. But after his finger cots were loosened, he was surprised to find that the wound on Si Mo's chest made by him healed instantly, and there was nothing strange.
It seems like the scene just now was just his fantasy.
Such a powerful healing ability might be comparable to his body being modified by a genetic modifying agent!
Mu Qingge was startled by Si Mo's recovery ability, but the latter placed a droplet of blood before Mu Qingge's eyes.
The blood bead, as if it had condensed into an appearance that had just overflowed, did not change due to Si Mo's movements. It stood on its fingertips, as if it had life, the blood within it continued to flow, with a hint of shining light.
Mu Qingge's eyes focused on the blood beads, unsure of what Si Mo would do next.
Earlier, his actions approaching boss Si Mo was actually very risky. Because he wasn't sure if this strong man would kill him with a slap!
But now, the man did not seem to be angry at his provocation, but became interested in this drop of blood.
Suddenly, in Mu Qingge's clear eyes, Si Mo's fingertips shone with a dazzling golden light, and the beads of blood wrapped around his fingertips rose to both sides, it was as if the blood beads had golden wings.
The golden light disappeared, but there were extra golden chains on the blood beads hanging on either side of Si Mo's finger.
"This ..." Mu Qingge was surprised.
He did not understand, how did this golden chain come out? Could it be a golden light?
And that golden light appeared from Si Mo's finger ...
Suddenly, Mu Qingge's eyes twinkled, and her eyes looked at Si Mo full of greed.
This is just a private gold mine!
When there is a shortage of gold, let him risk the golden light!
Si Mo looked at the light in Mu Qingge's eyes. However, I do not understand the meaning. If he finds out, I'm afraid he'll actually slap this little money fan with an astounding slap.
“Do you like Xiaogeer?” Si Mo shook the necklace in his hand.
Taking his blood as a pendant and divine power as a chain, remaining in his body could not only remind this little man not to forget himself, but to not forget himself, but it also helped him block some attacks at critical moments.
He did not hear the deep meaning of Mu Qingge in his words, but still thought of Si Mo's change into gold, and involuntarily nodded.
Of course, as he nodded, he felt a hint of warmth around his neck.
Tightening the chain, Si Mo's fingertips gently slid over the blood bead, his eyes staring at where the blood bead was, and he said in a meaningful voice: "It's so beautiful."
Sensing the strangeness between his neck, Mu Qingge's cheeks suddenly turned red, grabbed the man's hand, and carried him away from the forbidden place.
“You are God's bed warmer, don't do that, follow some rules.” Mu Qingge sneered with curvy lips.
“OK, I will not move, that little song will move.” Si Mo calmly said very ambiguous words.
These words really made people blush and thump.
Mu Qingge's face darkened, and she reached out to pull the chain around her neck.
Si Mo quickly pressed his hand with his eyes, and said to Rao: "I was wrong, Xiao Geer was not angry. This chain is good for that."
"What a good thing? Mu Qingge's eyes flickered, and her hand holding the chain loosened, and asked: "What's the benefit?"
“As long as you take it day and night and never leave your body, you will know its benefits in the future.” Si Mo's voice sounded bewitching.
After hesitating for a while, Mu Qingge finally put down her hand, but warned, "Don't let me know that you're lying to me."
“I would never lie to Xiao Ge'er.” Si Mo's usual tone of voice made Mu Qingge feel like a mountain of promise.
He looked at her with a thought in his eyes ... 'Is this man, powerful and mysterious, truly trustworthy? For a while, the process of getting acquainted with Si Mo flashed through his mind like an accelerated movie scene.
When the picture was frozen at this time, she discovered that this man never seemed to do anything dangerous to her.
Instead, he was always wary of her, yet he lied to himself while pulling his banner.
In this way, it doesn't seem like I'm authentic enough.
His cheeks were flushed, and Mu Qingge's resistance to Si Mo.
The imaginary enemy and the object of the challenge remain unchanged, but he will not be deliberately classified as a dangerous person like before.
“Ge'er Small, can we do the next thing?” Si Mo asked suddenly.
“What's up?”Mu Qingge, who had already recovered from his thoughts, was stunned.
"Of course .." said Si Mo, his body suddenly turned around, and the position of the two of them was moved back, pressing Mu Qingge on the bed. "Let me warm the bed for you."
Mu Qingge's eyes flickered, her eyes slowly narrowed, and the corner of her mouth smiled: "OK."
After he finished speaking, he stretched out his hand and directly inserted Si Mo's loose clothes, his hands wrapped around his tight waist muscles. He even dared to pull hard to reduce the distance between the two to zero.
Si Mo's perfect facial features looked stagnant, he had never seen such a bold Mu Qingge.
Although she did not pretend to be as quiet as an ordinary woman, she would never be like this.
A strange light flashed across Si Mo's yellow eyes.
Under him, there was a subtle body that could touch his mind, and the face that made his midnight dream appear in his heart was concentrated in his eyes ...
He could clearly feel the change in his breath.
If he wasn't sure what kind of feeling he had for Mu Qingge before this, he already understood it at this moment.
Xiaogeer can only be hers! He didn't want anyone to see his beauty. He wanted to share his appreciation for the mountains and rivers of all walks of life and travel with him in every inch of the world.
He claimed to be sick, and the only medicine that could cure him was right before him, engraved in his eyes and in his heart.
He was no longer the little guy who made her curious when she first met, but the one who could share everything with her and let her do everything for him.
This kind of feeling is very strange.
He had never appeared in his life for thousands of years before. In fact, he once sneered at this kind of feeling, thinking that it would not appear on himself, he also underestimated!
But now ... he admitted it!
It was planted in the hands of this little girl, and she was still willing to do so.
Si Mo's lips trembled, and his voice became slightly deeper than before: "Little Song, you're playing with fire."
“No, I toyed with you.” Mu Qingge smiled wickedly, like a little devil doing his favorite joke.
He already felt a change in the man's breath.
But who is he?
Past life No. Super special agent super double lane 1, what big scene have you never seen? He knew exactly what a man's change of breath meant.
Of course, even though his mouth was loud, he was still nervous. 'What if you are forced to submit by the master? '
“Play with me?” Si Mo raised his eyebrows and suddenly understood the little guy's joke.
"Yes." Yeah." Mu Qingge replied, and suddenly pulled out a hand, slid onto Si Mo's tight and straight butt, stroked him loudly, and exclaimed, "It feels good!"
This bold behavior made Si Mo curse in his heart: Damn it! '
His proud self-control gradually collapsed. His body began to show an unusual uncontrollable appearance.
“Ge'er Small, if you insist on playing fire, you know, I don't mind.” Si Mo narrowed his eyes, held back the true demands reflected in his eyes, and warned Mu Qingge.
Mu Qingge smiled, she already felt that this man had reached the limit, and if he continued to play, he might be the one to make her sad.