Refinement, masculinity

The corridor was quiet, Meng Ling came to the water room at the end, just opened the window, a handsome young man appeared in sight instantly.

Duan Cheng stood in mid-air, with his arms outstretched, staring at him with bright eyes: "Come here, wife, I'll hold you."

Meng Ling remained expressionless: "Let's just talk here, and I'll go to bed after I finish."

Duan Cheng looked at him seriously: "This matter is very important to you, you may not believe what I just said, I decided to let the facts speak for themselves." He maintained that posture and moved closer, coaxing, "Let's go, I'll hug you You go down."

Meng Ling was silent for a moment, thinking that he would finish speaking and come back sooner, so he climbed up to the window sill, and then found that someone was laughing more and more unscrupulously, so he almost taped "My daughter-in-law took the initiative to throw herself into her arms, I'm so happy" on her forehead. Big character, he paused, decided to bear it, and stretched out his arm to him.

Duan Cheng immediately grabbed his daughter-in-law's hand and put it around his neck. He hugged his daughter-in-law horizontally, and pressed her into his arms happily, but he didn't land on the ground.

Meng Ling frowned: "Let me go."

"It's okay, no one can see us, we'll be there soon, just outside the playground, I'll hold you, so you won't have to climb over the wall later," Duan Cheng hastily comforted, hugged us tighter, and reminded by the way, "Don't mess around move."

Meng Ling turned her head and found that they were going in the same direction as last night, but at this speed...it was not as good as walking.

"Can't you hurry up?"

Duan Cheng finally hugged his wife, of course he was reluctant to let go so early, but he couldn't tell the truth, so he could only look at him sincerely with a harmless face: "No, it's so cold at night, what should I do if I catch a cold?"

"..." Meng Ling said, "I'm not that weak."

Duan Cheng looked at the sky with both eyes, but turned a deaf ear.

Meng Ling: "..."

He knew that he couldn't break free, so he had to endure it. Fortunately, the distance was not long. Even if someone deliberately slowed down, he still arrived. He landed quickly, paused, and pointed to the little white dog tied to the tree: "What are you doing?" here?"

Duan Cheng hummed, took out a bone and squatted down to tease it: "Our monks often set up barriers for some reasons, also called restrictions. There are two ways for you to break through, one is to untie it, and the other is to Those who set a ban will be automatically revoked."

He threw the bone not far away and untied the rope. The little white dog ran over quickly, but suddenly bumped into something three meters away from the bone. Being blocked, I circled there anxiously, no matter what, I couldn't take a step closer, as if there was an invisible barrier separating the bones.

Meng Ling watched quietly, and couldn't help but take two steps forward: "Is this the restriction? Did you do it?"

"Well, the higher the cultivation base, the more difficult the restriction is. Generally, high-level monks have their own caves, and there are probably a lot of treasures inside, but..."

He didn't continue, but Meng Ling understood: "There is a restriction, no one else can get in."

Duan Cheng replied: "Go and take out the bones."

Meng Ling was startled, turned to look at him, saw that he was looking at him fixedly, couldn't help but feel moved, and walked over slowly, he thought he would feel that invisible force, but in the end there was no hindrance at all, and he walked easily When he reached the bone, he bent down to pick it up, and looked down. The dog was still circling around here, perfectly blocked by the barrier, unable to get close.

This contrast is too obvious. He has always been smart, and his eyes instantly turned cold. He never thought that he could ignore the restriction. No wonder Qi Jun would find Meng Xiaodong. If he didn't go, he had to let Meng Xiaodong pull it out.

He stepped out of the restraint, threw the skull, and the puppy immediately took it away happily.

Seeing that he was still calm, Duan Cheng thought secretly that she was indeed the daughter-in-law he fell in love with, and stepped forward with a smile: "Do you understand now?"

Meng Ling nodded: "Why?"

"I don't know, are you wearing anything?"

Meng Ling shook his head.

Duan Cheng thought the same, Qi Jun and Meng Xiaodong dated for half a year, if Meng Xiaodong really wore the magic weapon, Qi Jun must have taken it away long ago, and there is no need to delay it until now. He thought about it: "Some things are yours. We can't see it, we can see it, or..." He suddenly thought of something, took a step back, confirmed that he had reached a safe range, and then said, "Are you naked for me to see?"

Meng Ling: "..."

Duan Cheng's eyes lit up: "Take it off, take it off! If you don't want to go outside, come home with me and take it off in my room. I will guarantee that no third person will see it. How about it?"

Meng Ling gave him a cold look: "Then we'll spend the night there by the way, right?"

"How could I do that kind of thing?" Duan Cheng looked innocent, paused, and said seriously, "But if you want my wife, I will satisfy you."

Meng Ling: "..."

Meng Ling silently climbed over the wall.

Duan Cheng took two steps forward, hugged him from behind, and said softly, "I've already told you the truth, daughter-in-law, you are a smart person, cultivate yourself."

Meng Ling was silent. He had this special skill. If he didn't have the ability to protect himself, he would have to be slaughtered in the end.

"There is a cultivation academy in the cultivation world, which specializes in cultivating novices. I have signed up for you." Duan Cheng rested his chin on his shoulder, pressed his lips against his earlobe, and brushed his breath, "I will accompany you You, never let them discover your secret, huh?"

Meng Ling slowly opened the hands on his waist and looked back at him with calm eyes: "Okay."

He paused slightly, and his tone was unprecedentedly serious: "Thank you."

He is not a person who does not know what is good or bad. Compared with Qi Jun's concealment and use, this person is much more honest. Although he has not yet figured out whether Duan Cheng has other purposes for approaching him, it is undeniable that if it is not Duan Cheng, I am afraid that I will be used to death without knowing the reason.

Now that Duan Cheng has opened the door for him, how to develop in the future depends entirely on his own ability - he, Meng Ling, will never be a waste that can be manipulated by others.

Duan Cheng was flattered by his wife's sudden change of attitude, and excitedly pointed to his face: "Then give me a kiss."

Meng Ling: "..."

Meng Ling continued to climb over the wall silently.

Duan Cheng felt that their relationship had made a lot of progress, hugged him again, and started to be presumptuous, kissing him on the face again and again.

Meng Ling didn't dodge it a few times, his eyes suddenly turned cold, but his arms were firmly trapped, and he couldn't help him at all, so he had to change the subject: "If it's not something you're wearing, what else is it?"

Duan Cheng paused: "That means the magic weapon is in your body."

He didn't talk about the third problem, because he really didn't understand how an ordinary person would be so against the sky if he didn't use the magic weapon.

Meng Ling took the opportunity to break away from him: "If this is the case, what should I do?"

"Find a way to take it out, and keep it well by yourself," Duan Cheng paused, "It's best as soon as possible."

Meng Ling nodded, obviously understanding the reason. With this kind of skill, unless his strength reached a high enough level, he would still be in constant trouble.

"So you take off your clothes first and let me see." Duan Cheng's eyes lit up, "If you don't have it on your body, you can be sure it's in your body."

"..." Meng Ling said, "Do you think Qi Jun wouldn't think of this? As early as a few days after he and Meng Xiaodong met, he took advantage of the rain to make Meng Xiaodong wet, and when he changed clothes Time to see him."

Duan Cheng was stunned, and his wife before contacting him said that he knew where the monks and photos were from, so he asked, "Do you have memories of Meng Xiaodong?"

"I've been watching, but Meng Xiaodong doesn't know of my existence."

Duan Cheng reacted silently for a second, thought of a serious problem, and got angry: "Have they ever done it?!"

Meng Ling didn't understand why the topic turned to this direction, and shook his head: "Qi Jun doesn't really like him."

"That's good," Duan Cheng was instantly relieved, "You have to use this body, my wife will never let others touch it, if she dares to touch it, I will chop off his thing."

Meng Ling: "..."

Duan Cheng was still not at ease: "Is there any way you can keep Meng Xiaodong from coming out?"

"...If I had it, I would have used it long ago."

Duan Cheng thought the same, and suddenly had a headache.

Meng Ling glanced at him: "If there is nothing else, I'll go back."

Duan Cheng was startled: "What are you doing back home? You've only been out for half an hour!"

"...Then do you have anything else to do?"

"Have!"

"Oh, what?"

Duan Cheng thought for a while, and then thought again: "Since you have the memory of Meng Xiaodong, what happened to the cold marrow grass?"

Meng Ling briefly described the matter.

Duan Cheng nodded: "Anyway, it's still early, take me to the place where the cold marrow grass is, I'll see how powerful the restriction is, and I can probably guess the strength of the monk you offended."

When Meng Ling was mentioned by him, his eyes couldn't help turning cold. The hypocrite is really making Meng Xiaodong a scapegoat. He looked at him: "How long will it take?"

"Soon," Duan Cheng took out the small bag, felt inside, took out a blanket, and beckoned to him, "Come up."

"..." Meng Ling said, "Magic carpet?"

"I specially made the magic weapon. I used to use it to fly in the sky while sitting and eating," Duan Cheng said. "I'm afraid that Yujian will fly and you will be afraid, so I use this. Sit down." His voice just finished , The blanket soared into the sky in an instant, and the whole city could be seen immediately.

Duan Cheng sat next to his daughter-in-law, and subconsciously felt that she would plunge into his arms in fear. He was even prepared, but when he turned around, his wife was still paralyzed. He endured it: "You are right I'm so relieved, I'm not afraid of falling suddenly?"

Meng Ling was expressionless: "You rushed too fast and you came up in the blink of an eye. If you fall from the current height, you will definitely die. If your technique is not good, I will be useless even if you are afraid. Since you will die anyway, it is better to use the remaining Time to take a good look at the world."

Duan Cheng: "..."

The bright moon was in the sky, the stars were falling, and the neon lights of the city were shining, so beautiful that it was almost unreal. Meng Ling looked down, squinted slightly, and was in a good mood.

Just after the new year, the weather has not turned warm, especially at high altitude, he will soon be unbearably cold, Duan Cheng glanced at him: "Cold?"

"Ah."

Duan Cheng raised his hand, and saw that the blanket suddenly became bigger, and Meng Ling was wrapped in it before he could be surprised.

"Is it not cold now?"

Meng Ling came back to his senses and found that he was being hugged by someone. The two of them were wrapped in blankets like dumplings, and their bodies were stuck together without any gaps.

"...I'm not cold anymore."

Duan Cheng tightened his arms: "I'm cold."

Meng Ling: "..."