Refinement, masculinity

After the lights were turned off, the dormitory was noisy for a while, and then slowly returned to silence. The three roommates fell asleep one after another, while Meng Ling sat up, waited, and soon saw that there was another person on the bed.

Duan Cheng didn't have time to sit still, so he rushed over without saying a word: "Daughter-in-law~"

Meng Ling already had some understanding of his behavior pattern, so he hurriedly turned sideways to dodge, but someone's speed was too fast, he felt a force attacking him, and he was pushed down in the blink of an eye. Shocked: "Don't move!"

He knew that Duan Cheng had placed illusions and barriers around him, but the beds were connected together after all, so he wondered if he would wake others up if he made such a fuss.

Duan Cheng naturally understood his concerns, hugged him, boldly leaned up to his neck and kissed him hard: "Don't worry, as long as you are in the enchantment, even if you tear down the bed, they won't hear you." , "He paused, then smiled, "So daughter-in-law, it doesn't matter how we play with the bed shaker."

Meng Ling: "..."

Duan Cheng continued to get tired of him, his movements became more and more wanton, but his face was serious: "I listened to you and stole the cold marrow grass back, and also stole the herbs in that little girl's room. I checked, and her things are not that big. usefulness."

Meng Ling keenly noticed that someone's paws had penetrated into the pajamas, and couldn't bear it any longer, so she tore him apart and kicked him aside, got up and moved away from him, and leaned against the wall: "Where's the bag?"

Duan Cheng was ruthlessly abandoned, suddenly sad, got up humming, sat down opposite him, took out two bags: "Here."

Meng Ling turned on the emergency light by the bed, studied it carefully, and found that although the thing looked small, it had a lot of space inside. He was a little curious: "What's this called?"

"Storage bag, you should have heard of the Qiankun bag, right?" Duan Cheng rubbed against him secretly, explaining, "The Qiankun bag is also called the bag in the sky, which means that there is another universe in the bag, which can hold the heaven and the earth, which is extended by it. Come here, but not as much as it pretends, look, you can see to the end at a glance."

Meng Ling nodded, put Le Rong's bag aside, and opened the other, which was full of cold marrow grass, almost full.

"Daughter-in-law, I smashed up the apartment, and found a bunch of rotten eggs and rotten tomatoes according to your words." Duan Cheng rubbed again, asking for credit, "It's too difficult to find rotten eggs these days, I spent a day looking for them."

"..." Meng Ling said, "You won't get some rotten vegetable leaves?"

"Well, I looked for it, but you must have those two items, because you asked for them by name," Duan Cheng said with a serious expression, "My family's family motto says that what a daughter-in-law says is an imperial edict, and resisting an edict is disloyalty to her."

Meng Ling was silent for a second: "Fortunately, I didn't tell you to 'work hard'."

Duan Cheng's scheming paws were about to touch his daughter-in-law's small shoulders, but when he heard the words, he retracted in horror, feeling that the words were really serious, he couldn't help but nodded with lingering fear.

Meng Ling tied the storage bag, imagining the reaction of the dog and man after returning home. He was in a good mood at the moment, and looked at Duan Cheng: "It's hard work, thank you for your help."

Duan Cheng was bold: "You are my wife, don't be so polite with me."

Meng Ling: "..."

Duan Cheng paused, his eyes eager: "If you really want to thank me, knowing what to do will make me happy, you understand."

Meng Ling was deeply entangled. After getting along for this period of time, he probably figured out this person's temper. If Duan Cheng was touched along his hair, he would push his nose to his face and make an inch of it. He will still be obedient, but if he doesn't grasp well, all his rebellious factors will be hooked up. At that time, no matter how much he resists, it will be useless. The previous few kisses are the best example.

Duan Cheng looked at him under the dim light, and leaned forward: "Daughter-in-law~"

Seeing that he was about to kiss him, Meng Ling wisely changed the subject: "What do you think Qi Jun will do with me before he goes to the Cultivation Academy?"

Duan Cheng was stunned, and thought for a while: "He has three ways, one is to let you go, the possibility of this is not very high, and the other is to find someone with a high cultivation level to force out the magic weapon in your body, but he found High-level monks must be reliable, otherwise they may take the magic weapon as their own, three..."

"how?"

"Kill you, if the magic weapon still doesn't appear, then burn it," Duan Cheng said, "burn you to ashes, and the magic weapon will come out, but the properties of the magic weapon are unknown, and rashly burning it may cause damage. Both are dangerous, so Meng Xiaodong has been dating him for half a year and he has not acted, he probably wants to do it last, and he may choose the third method."

Meng Ling fell into deep thought. If Meng Xiaodong knew that Qi Jun was going to kill him, would he give up completely and hand over his body completely?

Duan Cheng took the opportunity to hug him into his arms, and patiently comforted him: "It's okay, I'm here, I won't let him do anything to you."

Meng Ling came back to his senses, hummed lightly, and stretched out his hand to push him.

Duan Cheng grabbed his hand and kissed him twice, trying to divert his wife's attention: "Be careful, he is not simple."

Meng Ling couldn't help squinting.

"I've seen the storage bag. Not only this batch of cold marrow grass, but also the previous batches are all packed in plastic bags. It doesn't use much at all. This shows that he is not a radical person. He must know that relying on elixir alone Improving his cultivation level is useless, I think he uses the spirit grass to ensure that he can enter the first class, now that he has entered, he will probably stop taking it," Duan Cheng analyzed, "He doesn't like Meng Xiaodong, but he can put down his body to chase him and pretend Love him, it can be seen that he is a very tolerant person, he knows Meng Xiaodong's skills, but he did not take him elsewhere, but only went to the field on the mountain, it can be seen that he is not a person who takes risks easily, the most important point, is not Every fledgling monk can maintain his calm after possessing such a pile of elixir, he can, which shows that he is a person with high self-control."

Meng Ling listened quietly, without saying a word.

"There is no way to tell whether he is ruthless or not, other than that he is patient, cautious, calm, and smart," Duan Cheng said slowly, "Such a person always knows what he wants, and even if he is frustrated, he just needs to grasp a little If given the chance, he might turn around."

He knew that his wife wanted to deal with Qi Jun personally, and that she didn't trust him yet and didn't want him to get involved, so he analyzed Qi Jun objectively and asked his wife to pay more attention, but although he had decided to watch, he had already made up his mind. As long as Qi Jun dares to harm his wife, he will directly destroy him, throwing him as far as possible.

Meng Ling and him looked at each other, and felt that this man's eyes were deep, with a little danger in them. He couldn't help but suddenly remembered that he was also a dangerous person, even more difficult to deal with than Qi Jun. lion.

Seeing him staring at him suddenly, Duan Cheng was elated, kissed him on the lips, and murmured: "Daughter-in-law..."

Meng Ling was keenly aware that the atmosphere was a bit ambiguous, and he didn't know whether resistance would have the opposite effect, so he changed the subject again: "Take me out."

Duan Cheng was startled: "Where are you going?"

"I have something to do."

Duan Cheng was naturally obedient, and took him away obediently. The two came to an Internet cafe. He saw his wife chatting with the person on the other end, and suddenly became angry. Dare to hook up with my wife, don't want to live anymore?!"

"..." Meng Ling said, "This is my friend."

"Why didn't I know you had a monk friend?"

Meng Ling didn't bother to talk to him and continued to chat. Feng Bai was very happy when he learned that he had cold marrow grass. He wanted to come and get it in person, but Meng Ling insisted on sending it. Feng Bai couldn't persuade him, so he had to leave the address. He chatted a few words, refunded and left.

Duan Cheng was ruthlessly ignored, and he was particularly sad: "It's too bad, the grass that I worked so hard to steal, you gave it to the little boy in a blink of an eye."

Meng Ling stared at him silently.

Duan Cheng immediately shut up and obediently sent him back to the dormitory. Meng Ling thought that after this episode, the original ambiguity would fade away, but who knew that just as he lay down, someone rushed over immediately.

Meng Ling paused every word: "Get out."

"No," Duan Cheng was seriously irritated, "I want to sleep with you, go to bed early and worry free."

"..." Meng Ling said, "Calm down."

"I can't calm down!"

"Let's talk about something else. I remember you said just now that you can force someone with a high cultivation level to force the magic weapon out of my body?"

"Well, the older generation of my family should be able to help, but they have to wait for something to happen." Duan Cheng said, in fact, it was his step into the next step that made the elders in the family deeply feel that the young is better than the blue, and they were all stimulated. I have gone to retreat, and I don't know how long it will take to come out.

Meng Ling responded, "It's getting late, go to sleep."

Duan Cheng's eyes were burning: "You didn't let me sleep with you yesterday, so today is the head office?"

"No."

"Why?! I'm going to sleep!"

Meng Ling was completely angry, and her voice was cold: "There is no reason! I don't like you as a reason?"

Duan Cheng stared at him without blinking, his eyes made people feel hairy for no reason.

Meng Ling's heart skipped a beat, he thought it was a bad idea, he hurriedly slowed down his voice, and patiently reasoned with him, probably meaning that I am a minor now, and it is time for me to grow up, so you can't spoil me.

Only now was Duan Cheng obedient, and obediently hugged him to sleep.

Meng Ling's whole body was rubbed into his arms and pressed against his warm chest. His nostrils were full of familiar breaths, but it wasn't uncomfortable at all. He closed his eyes, and soon fell asleep, thinking sadly before his consciousness completely blurred. , How could he have such a person, it's really bad.

After opening his eyes the next day, Duan Cheng had already left, Meng Ling got up to wash up, and when he came back, his roommate took a look at him: "Xiao Dong, just now Qi Jun called and said to bring you breakfast, so you don't have to buy it."

Meng Ling raised his eyebrows slightly. He remembered that Qi Jun was so considerate when he first started chasing Meng Xiaodong half a year ago. Unfortunately, he later realized that Meng Xiaodong was interested in him, so he stopped being so courteous.

Seeing that he was silent, the man said tentatively, "Actually, you and him are really a couple. He didn't lie yesterday."

Meng Ling was noncommittal, packed up his things, walked slowly to the cafeteria, and returned to the classroom after eating.

Qi Jun has been waiting for a long time: "You are here, this is breakfast, eat it while it is hot."

Meng Ling looked at him calmly. Although he had lost the spirit herb, this man was still as gentle as before, he was really tolerable.

"what happened?"

"I have already eaten."

Qi Jun didn't feel embarrassed, and his tone was gentle, with a pampering that could not be ignored: "It's okay, don't buy it tomorrow, I will bring it for you, this is a critical semester, you must eat something nutritious, and go to self-study soon, Come in." He said and left without waiting for him to refuse.

Meng Ling stood there watching, narrowing his eyes slowly. Is the hypocrite planning to chase him again?Very good, he would like to see how far the hypocrite can go this time.