Purifier

Due to the troubles of the day, Mo Ling and Mu Jue, who came home, had dinner early and went back to their rooms to lie down.

Although such a big incident happened in the school, the teaching must be kept running normally. Mu Jue, who was so tired that his eyelids drooped, read the book all afternoon, and his spirit was always hovering between half dream and half awake.Zhao Qing is still alive and dead in the hospital. Without the help of his deskmate, he can't write his homework, can't understand the book, and is depressed.

During the meal, I discussed the case with Mo Ling, and the two stared at each other, neither of them could come to a conclusion.

The best way to relieve confusion when thinking is to sleep. Mu Jue took a bottle of O-soaked fruit milk and went back to the bedroom. After two sips, he became sleepy. His saliva was drooling, and his sleep was full of yelling "Dad, Dad..."

Mo Ling couldn't sleep, he stood on the balcony smoking a cigarette, the smoke he exhaled obscured the moonlight, but the thick smell of smoke could temporarily fill the void in his heart.He used to be a good-natured young man, he didn't smoke or drink, he went to bed early and got up early, he didn't play online games, he was considered an affordable man.But in the past two years, he has been inseparable from alcohol and tobacco, and at night he becomes melancholy like a literary youth.

The phone rang, and a text message came in.He opened it and saw that it was sent by Lu Zhenbang 【Is there any progress?Tomorrow I have a meeting in the city and I won't be going to the hospital. Would you like me to send you a helper? 】

Mo Ling quickly replied [The chief is really concerned about the country and the people, I am not happy with your atheist police officers. 】

【Then, send you a theist and appoint my son as your first officer? 】

[He has transformed into an atheist. 】

[You can turn back again, Dad told him to go east, but he dared not go west. 】

【…】

The conversation was deadlocked. Mo Ling simply turned off the phone, extinguished the cigarette butt, returned to the bedroom from the balcony, and turned on the small TV while lying on the bed.

The TV channel changed again and again, and finally stopped on Hunan Satellite TV. Wu Qilong was kissing Liu Shishi forcefully. The former Thunderbolt Tiger is now so old that his facial muscles are slack. No wonder the beauty looks like she was bitten by a dog.

Mo Ling remembered her first kiss, of course it wasn't forced by an old man.He closed his eyes and began to recall that precious scene, and moved his right hand down to his crotch... (The following is someone's X fantasy, artificial mine)

It was a bright, bright afternoon, and the white clouds in the sky were like pure white lotus flowers, exuding the noble temperament of Mary Sue. He was wearing a junior high school uniform and leaning lazily on the barbed wire fence outside the school field, with the breeze blowing Looking at his soft and beautiful hair, stirring his rippling crystal boyish heart.

He raised his eyes and looked at the person opposite. It was a handsome, handsome boy. He had a slightly precocious figure than his peers, tall, with wheat-colored skin, and a prince-like temperament.His lips were thin and very sexy. They had just been licked with his tongue, and they shone with a crystal luster.

The boy put his hands on Mo Ling's sides, and stared down at him, his eyes showed a possessive desire that didn't match his age.

"Brother, what are you doing?" Mo Ling fluttered his long eyelashes, looking up at him melancholy at a 45-degree angle.

"Junior brother, let senior brother kiss you." The boy said with a smile.

Mo Ling half-closed his eyes and parted his lips slightly.The boy's face leaned closer, and the breath he exhaled had a smell of sunshine.

The shadow in front of Mo Ling's eyes was enlarging, and the boy's face was getting closer and closer. When their lips were only one centimeter closer, and when their lips were about to collide with each other, Mo Ling suddenly saw the boy's handsome face turn into a With a big pie face, the man's face is full of flesh, and green mucus hangs on his pouty thick lips.

"Master Mo, let's fit together!"

The man roared loudly, and Mo Ling bounced violently on the bed.

It was the chef!

Mo Ling broke out in cold sweat on his back, and the upright object in his underwear suddenly bent down, and his original expression of enjoyment immediately changed back to his daytime abstinence appearance.

It seems that if you don't solve this case immediately, you won't be able to sleep well at all.

Mo Ling tidied up his clothes, came to Mu Jue's bedroom door, and knocked on the door hastily: "Mu Jue, Mu Jue, Mu Jue."

The people inside have not moved for a long time, so they can't be doing the same thing... Are you young, aren't you afraid of affecting your development?

Mo Ling leaned against the door frame and knocked on the door intermittently. The door finally opened. Mu Jue was wearing a set of pure cotton light yellow pajamas, with disheveled hair, rubbed his sleepy eyes, and yawned with his mouth wide open. With wet saliva still hanging from the corner of his mouth, he muttered softly: "Second Senior Brother, I want to sleep..."

"What sleep! Your dad said he wants you and me to catch ghosts!" Mo Ling pushed and pulled Mu Jue into the bedroom and sat on the bed. He helped him find the clothes he wore during the day and put them on his bed. In his arms, "Hurry up and change your clothes, and follow me to the school cafeteria to investigate the case!"

"It's so late, let's check tomorrow." Mu Jue closed his eyes tightly, holding his clothes in a daze, his head kept falling, and he couldn't hold it anymore. He fell to the side and fell asleep again.

Mo Ling arrested him and coaxed him: "Hey, come with me, you have a sharper sense, and you may find some clues. Get tired tonight, and tomorrow I will stew pig's trotters for you and help you with your homework, okay?"

"I'm sleepy……"

"You change my clothes immediately!"

Not soft, but hard, Mo Ling started to unbutton Mu Jue's pajamas, pulled his pants down, and took them off until he was only left with a pair of white underwear.

Mu Jue suddenly lost all sleepiness, tightly protected her chest, and protested in a posture of maintaining chastity: "You, you are messing around! I want to tell my dad!"

"If you don't want me to help you change your clothes, hurry up yourself."

"Get out quickly."

"Oh? You don't dare to change your clothes in front of me. Cut it, I stripped you naked." Mo Ling squinted at the young virgin, and said with a smile: "Hehe, your young body, You haven't fully developed yet, who is interested in watching you."

"..." Mu Jue looked down on his chest with inferiority, his eyes fell on the flat panties, he poked his limp little brother, then put on his clothes silently, and followed Mo Ling out.

Mo Ling took another coat and put it on him, and smoothed his messy hair with his hands.

Mu Jue didn't say a word and was depressed.

The car was driving on the way to the school, turning around in the secluded small streets, the street lamps emitted a dim yellow light, and mosquitoes and moths flew around around the lampshade.

Neither of them spoke, but a strange male voice on the radio was telling a ghost story: "A boy entered a video rental shop, picked up a set of midnight bells, turned around and left, the boss stopped him and said he hadn't paid the deposit yet. , the boy touched his pocket and found that he didn't bring any money, so he took his head off and handed it to the boss, saying "this is for mortgage", and was about to turn around and leave, when he suddenly picked up his head and gouged out his eyes, saying "hehe, how can you see without eyes DVD'..."

Mo Ling felt chills down his spine, and poked the listless Mu Jue next to him: "What's wrong with you? Are you so reluctant to come out?"

Mu Jue's eyes were straight, and his eyes fell on his thighs that had no muscles. He touched his flat chest, pinched Lean Jingjing's waist, rubbed his butt on the chair, sighed, but didn't speak.

"Are you angry because I saw it just now?" Mo Ling asked: "It's really hypocritical. When you were young, you always ran around in a pair of shorts. I have seen enough."

Mu Jue held his pants with both hands, looked up at Mo Ling, his eyebrows were bent to the sides, and asked with a disappointed expression: "Is my figure really ugly? As you said, no one is interested in me..."

Mo Ling almost choked on his saliva, this guy was struggling with his charisma!Sure enough, when I reached puberty, I began to be curious about the body.

He suppressed a bellyful of laughter, pretending to be serious and said: "You are still a minor, so naturally you lack a little mature charm, but girls may like you as a white and clean student, and the Chinese department representative in your class is not very good. Do you like you, I often see her after school with you."

"I don't want her to like me." Mu Jue frowned, and after a while he asked tentatively, "Second Senior Brother, what type of older man like you would you like?"

"Am I very old?" Mo Ling said: "Your dad is considered old! As for the type you like, different people have different opinions, not all of them are of the same style. As for me, I naturally like the tall and mighty type. , pectoral muscles, abdominal muscles, gluteal muscles, biceps, all must have, and the height must be at least 185 cm, where it is best to have 20 cm... You are still young and still developing, even if you can't find a partner in the future, your dad will I will raise you for a lifetime, so you can be a rice bug with peace of mind."

It was the last sentence that completely comforted Mu Jue's fragile heart that had been hit hard. He finally released a smile on his face, nodded and said: "Second senior brother is right, a person like me with poor grades and a bad figure, I will definitely not be able to find a partner, and I will only live with my father for the rest of my life."

"You're quite self-aware..." Mo Ling looked at his dreamy look, and all the small thoughts in his heart were written on his face.

Mu Jue picked at his fingernails and asked, "How did you get that 'jerking off' that you mentioned this morning?"

Mo Ling felt like he was digging his own grave. This guy actually memorized a word he said inadvertently for a whole day. He must be 16 years old. Doesn't the national key high school have sex education courses?

"Tell me, how did you do it?" Mu Jue was still reluctant.

Mo Ling gave him a hard look and said, "Don't ask me, go home and ask your dad. I'm only responsible for taking care of your daily life and taking you to catch ghosts and level up. I'm not in charge of sex education."

Mu Jue let out an oh, and stopped asking.

Mo Ling looked at him, secretly imagining how harmonious the scene would be if he really studied sex education with his master when he went back——

【Dad, what is masturbation? 】

【Baby want to learn? 】

【Well, Dad teaches. 】

……

【Dad, Dad, ah... ah...】

【Baby, let dad help you beat the plane away... um...】

Just when Mo Ling put on a dull poker face and was actually conceiving the above unsuitable picture in his mind, the school was just around the corner.