Tigers ban coveting

Naive and seductive, the most deadly.

Duan Wuxin seemed unsure, opened his mouth and quickly approached, the tip of his tongue moved slightly, and licked again.

Still not hurt, which is strange.

Ling Junhan already had a fever, but now he felt that even his breathing became scalding/hot.

He reacted, quickly pinched his shoulders and pushed him away, prohibiting him from approaching.

I thought about going to take a cold shower again, I don't know if my body can resist it.

It was directly burned to [-] degrees, and it was dead and pulled down.

The two looked at each other, and he opened his mouth to break the silence, jokingly said: "Little friend, what are you doing?"

Duan Wuxin knelt on his knees, maintaining the posture just now.

The tip of the tongue licked the lower lip, and when the lips/tongue touched, there was an unexpected prickly feeling, but it was wet and slippery.

He realized it later, he had changed into a human being, and there were no barbs.

After contacting each other before and after, the current face-licking behavior seems to be very green tea.

how to explain?

I can't explain it, I just want to dig a hole and get in.

Duan Wuxin straightened her stiff body and stammered: "I didn't kiss you, don't get me wrong."

"You didn't kiss." Ling Junhan twitched the corners of his mouth and chuckled, "You licked it."

"That's... your face is dirty, I'll lick it off for you." Duan Wuxin was so angry that his cheeks turned red again, like a pink peach.

He spoke nonsense and far-fetched, "We little animals all lick each other's fur."

This is animal instinct, and it is not a rumor.

Ling Junhan groaned, nodded his lips, and said lightly: "This place is also dirty."

"Get out!" Duan Wuxin's furious feeling surged up again, and his chest heaved up and down.

What kind of strange mechanism has this person been opened?Teasing him is not over yet.

"Okay, just kidding. I'll sleep for a while, and you can play by yourself." Ling Junhan said enough.

If you continue to play tricks, the children will probably be turned upside down.

Duan Wuxin ignored him, turned his head, and sat back on the sofa by himself.

After 3 minutes of hard work, he didn't want this lucky god.

He touched the ground with his feet, stood up angrily, and walked straight out the door like he was pulled by twenty or fifty thousand.

"Where are you going?" Ling Junhan opened his eyes slightly when he heard the movement.

"Go back to Leng Palace." Duan Wuxin's expression was indifferent and indifferent.

Holding the bottom line of not betraying the curator, Ling Junhan's words contained words of guidance: "Didn't you desperately want to stay with me before?"

Aren't you greedy for good luck? I'll give it all to you.

Duan Wuxin snorted coldly: "That was before, because of your bad attitude, I changed my mind."

Bad luck is just hurtful, Ling Junhan is terrible.

Either way, he decided to be alone.

Seeing the stubborn back of his head, it seemed that he had made up his mind to go.

Ling Junhan knew he couldn't persuade him, so he didn't force him to stay, "Then don't run around, there are many bad people out there."

"No matter how bad it is, can it be worse than you?" Duan Wuxin said sarcastically.

This matter is regarded as the gate of fate, Ling Junhan is speechless.

He coughed twice before speaking in a hoarse voice: "Well, for your safety, I will let Xiaobai follow you."

"Well, whatever." Duan Wuxin didn't look back, opened the door and went downstairs.

Ling Junhan sighed, only to see that there were three missed calls on the communicator, and Ling Jiamu was still calling here desperately.

He opened the screen and asked, "Is there any new progress in the investigation?"

"Not yet. Brother, why is your voice so hoarse?" Ling Jiamu's ears were sharp, and he heard something wrong instantly.

Not wanting to say more, Ling Junhan said in a few words: "I have a fever, it's fine, just lie down for a day."

"You actually get sick? As far as I remember, when you just came home, you got seriously ill from the snow, right? After careful calculation, more than ten years have passed." Ling Jiamu was surprised to mention the past that shouldn't be mentioned. , and smiled awkwardly: "Then what, it was indeed cold yesterday, dozens of degrees below zero."

"So, what are you calling for?" Ling Junhan hummed, his patience was almost exhausted.

Ling Jiamu took a deep breath, and then spoke out in a surprised tone, the voice was so loud that it almost knocked out the earpiece: "Brother Sen said, your heart has changed! Is it true?"

"Really." Ling Junhan pinched his brows, feeling a little helpless.

Why does this big mouth tell this kid everything.

"Then my furry son is gone! Is the wishing function still there?" Ling Jiamu's mood was ups and downs, and his mind became a mess. "Where is he, I want to confirm with my own eyes."

Ling Junhan had a splitting headache and was too lazy to talk to him.

He raised his hand to take a sip from the glass, and said vaguely: "He has returned to Beishu, you let Xiaobai go and follow, so as not to cause any accidents. When I fall asleep later, I will go there with you."

"...I still have to wait for you, okay." Ling Jiamu's appetite was lifted, and Ling Jiamu reluctantly agreed: "What time is later?"

Ling Junhan glanced at the time, "Ten o'clock."

"Well, then you have a good rest, I'll die first." Ling Jiamu finally picked up the brotherhood reluctantly, "I'll bring you medicine tonight."

After going down the stairs, Duan Wuxin walked out of the atrium and wandered aimlessly in the Marshal's Mansion.

Occasionally, a few gardeners passing by asked cautiously, but he could only talk nonsense that he was Ling Junhan's friend.

The two of them shouldn't even be friends.

Duan Wuxin pursed his lips and scoffed in his heart.

The employees stared at the pretty face and smiled kindly, turned their heads and started whispering.

"The clothes he wears belong to the marshal?"

"Yes, yes, there are initials on the cuffs."

"It's loose, it's not my clothes at first glance!"

"Hiss—could it be that our Mrs. Ling is a man?"

"Hiss—shocked, it turns out the marshal likes men!"

In just a few minutes, the rumors had spread all over the Marshal's Mansion.

Duan Wuxin was still walking towards the North Villa with her head down, she didn't dare to speak too much when she saw people, and kept silent.

He didn't know if he could change back, and he didn't dare to tell the secret arbitrarily.

It's just that after changing into a human being, the line of sight is much higher, and the field of vision is completely different from before.

That is, I don't know if the combat effectiveness has declined.

Duan Wuxin turned his left hand over and over several times to see that it was white and tender, with round nails, and the fist was not hard enough.

It's boring, it's really boring to be a human.

"Be careful!" Someone shouted above his head, instantly attracting attention.

Duan Wuxin looked up and saw a flowerpot falling from the edge of the top floor roof.

The speed is fast, the distance is getting closer and closer, looking at the direction and rushing straight to his forehead.

His brain gave the command to avoid, but he was not used to using his limbs, his left foot hooked his right foot, and Duan Wuxin tripped and staggered.

He tilted his body, but his feet stayed where they were.

It's over, it's about to be smashed.

Duan Wuxin closed her eyes in despair, clenched her hands into fists, and her fingertips almost dug into the flesh.

There was a bang in the ear, and the expected ending did not happen.

His eyes slowly opened, and the flower pot fell to his feet, smashing the pot and the flowers all over the ground.

Um?Such good luck would happen to him?

The gardener upstairs apologized loudly: "Sorry, I didn't hold my hand steady, are you okay?"

"It's okay." Duan Wuxin shook his head, staring at the broken flower pot in a daze.

The same thing has happened before, of course with a completely different ending.

At that time, he jumped and dodged quickly. Not only was he smashed, but he also had a huge lump on his forehead, which was swollen for a week.

Duan Wuxin pinched his palm again and realized instantly.

After becoming a human, his bad luck physique is gone!

In the distance, Xiaobai moved over loudly, his arm touched his thigh, and there was a bang bang.

Complaining in the language: "Why are you walking so fast, the young master asked me to follow you. If you didn't stare at you for 3 minutes, you were almost smashed."

"It didn't hit." Duan Wuxin grabbed the mechanical arm excitedly, shaking it up and down, "Do you have any way to test your luck?"

"Wait for me to search." Xiaobai stood where he was, his eyes glazed over, and he entered the search mode.

After searching in the system, he gave the result: "The most simple and direct way is to draw a lottery."

Upon hearing this, Duan Wuxin lost his expression.

He muttered softly, "Then I might not be so lucky."

"If you want to try, I can go out with you." Xiaobai suggested with a blank face.

Duan Wuxin looked him up and down, and asked suspiciously, "Why are you so caring to me all of a sudden today?"

"Marshal gave me a salary increase, and the task is to follow you." There was a little joy in the cold tone.

For migrant workers, money is not life.

Duan Wuxin nodded, and asked anxiously: "Okay, where are you going?"

Xiaobai turned around and led the way straight towards the gate, "There is a convenience store at the gate."

Duan Wuxin followed him out of the Marshal's Mansion, did not go too far, and turned the corner into a street shop.

He took a bottle of drink from the shelf, only to realize that he didn't bring any money, so he poked Xiaobai, ruthlessly exploiting, "Give it to me."

"You don't buy a lottery ticket?"

"Try a small prize first."

Xiaobai let out an oh, raised his hand to swipe his card, and paid for the five-star coin for him.

Holding the body of the bottle, Duan Wuxin held his breath, unscrewed the bottle cap carefully and sacredly.

His heart was about to jump out of his throat. He squinted his eyes to check the inside of the bottle cap, and his heartbeat gradually accelerated.

It's time to witness the miracle.

The eyes slowly opened up, and it was written on it: Another bottle.

After so many years of bad luck, is there finally a turning point?

Passionate, Duan Wuxin turned around and hugged Xiaobai happily, shaking wildly.

And because it was too tight and panicked, he let go immediately.

Feeling really happy, he proudly discussed with the proprietress: "Buy another lottery ticket."

Reluctantly, Xiaobai took out his bank card again, and whispered beside him: "I won half of the prize."

"Okay, if you win, I will give you all."

Duan Wuxin didn't care about the bonus at all, he just wanted to reconfirm the result he wanted.

If, even such a difficult lottery can be won...

That can completely prove that after becoming a human, his strange bad luck also disappeared.

Thrilled, excited, heart racing.

Without thinking about it, Duan Wuxin picked out a few numbers and handed them to the boss, curiously asking: "When will the lottery be drawn?"

"You made it just in time, it will be two hours later." The proprietress has always been kind to the handsome guy, and said with a smile: "I wish you win the lottery."

Duan Wuxin said thank you sincerely, and holding the lottery ticket, it was as if he was holding his own lifeline.

He couldn't wait to drag Xiaobai back to the North Villa, lay down on the bed, and quickly opened the prize redemption official website.

Time was pulled very slowly, a little impatient, and my heart was beating like thunder.

Duan Wuxin got up and sat up, and walked around the room thirty times, almost grinding a hole in the carpet.

He even set an alarm clock, on time, for fear of missing the reminder of fate.

As the bell rang, Duan Wuxin almost jumped onto the bed, and took out the redemption code with shaking hands.

There are a total of seven digits in the lottery draw, and every second, one more number pops up on the screen.

06193247015326

Duan Wuxin didn't even dare to take a breath, and carefully checked the numbers one by one.

You read it right, the five numbers match up perfectly.

Five out of seven chances.

Seeing that he didn't say a word, Xiaobai leaned his steel head over to watch the excitement: "It's hard for ordinary people to hit, but it's not bad if you can catch one or two numbers."

"It seems to be the third prize." Duan Wuxin looked at Xiaobai dully, and muttered to himself: "I won."

"Really, how lucky is this?" Xiao Bai took the prize ticket and checked it carefully for him.

After confirming, Suo Suo immediately said, "You said you would share half of the bonus with me, so I recorded it."

Duan Wuxin jumped up and down on the bed excitedly, and replied vigorously: "It's all for you, and you can claim the bonus yourself."

He didn't care about how much money he won, but the matter itself.

This lottery ticket says it all.

Not only is the bad luck gone, but the good luck is even doubled.

The big bed was shaken loudly, but it didn't collapse. This was the first time in my life.

It turns out that becoming a human is so good, he doesn't need Ling Junhan anymore!

If you feel elated, you will be extremely happy.

Duan Wuxin stroked his chin and began to plan his life: the next step is to consider leaving the Marshal's Mansion.

Amidst the excitement, he caught a glimpse of his frequently used live broadcast account on the homepage, which still showed the status of being blocked.

Goodbye, wishing netizens, your little white tiger bids farewell to you forever.

He was humming an out-of-tune song, trembling with excitement.

Xiaobai was also happy, thinking that he had a lot of money, he threw away Gao Leng and rushed forward to hug Duan Wuxin.

The two of them have come to this point, and the past grievances and grudges have been resolved.

Duan Wuxin smiled and called him: "Black briquettes."

Xiaobai shook his steel head and responded, "Hey, I'm here."

Friendship bought by money is stability.

At ten o'clock in the evening, Ling Jiamu finally waited for Ling Junhan who was slowly getting up.

The man had slept all day, and he still looked lazy, probably seriously ill.

Ling Junhan was wearing a thick overcoat, and stepped on the snow, his lips were still pale and expressionless.

He and Ling Jiamu entered the North Villa one after the other, only Xiao Bai was sitting in the living room, his green eyes illuminated the room very strangely.

"Where's Xinxinren?" Ling Jiamu looked around, feeling even more eager to see the change.

Xiaobai turned around, "Upstairs, fell asleep."

"Sleeping so early?" Ling Junhan glanced at the time on his wrist, "It's only ten o'clock."

Xiaobai Youyou sighed, and the joy in his tone did not fade: "Probably because I am too excited."

Ling Junhan snorted lightly, leaving him so happy?

He went up to the third floor lightly, not daring to make too much noise, and opened the door cautiously.

The silver-haired boy was lying on the dark blue quilt, breathing evenly, and his face was slightly red.

Quiet, not noisy, like an elf who has fallen into the world.

Ling Jiamu was stunned, and after a while he lowered his voice: "Fuck, is it so pretty?"

The appearance of this little white tiger is also a little too much, and he, Brother Sen, is really not lying.

"Shh, leave when you're done reading." Ling Junhan opened his mouth to chase away.

At the moment of beauty, Ling Jiamu couldn't help but glanced at the crack of the door.

Seeing his brother's suppressed displeasure, he was forced to cover his mouth and back away, and said in a breathy voice: "Then I'm leaving, and I'll come play with him tomorrow."

Ling Junhan waved his hand with an impatient expression.

He pushed the door open and went in, sat on the edge of the bed very lightly, staring silently at the sleeping face.

Ling Jiamu was right, it was indeed pretty.

It just so happened that Duan Wuxin turned over and pressed his small face against his thigh.

The loose trousers were kicked up to the calf, revealing a small section of whiteness.

Ling Junhan's lips were stretched into a straight line, and he sighed, sleeping so restlessly.

He carefully covered the kicked-off quilt with his palm hanging above his small face, hesitating for a few seconds, and finally put it on the top of his hair.

The silver-white broken hair was very thin and soft, tickling the palm of his hand.

So the movement becomes restrained, just use the fingertips to twist very lightly.

Now, apart from desire, I still feel uneasy about this person in front of me.

Thinking about what Duan Yongnian said, with a high fever, he also wanted to come and see him.

Now that I read it, the longing heart fell back to reality.

Do you like this feeling?

Ling Junhan lowered his eyes and carefully outlined this face with his eyes.

Maybe because of the constant small movements, Duan Wuxin, who was in a light sleep, moved his head.

The roots of his ears were itchy from the hair, he frowned and opened his eyes to see who was coming, "Why are you here?"

"I'm afraid you won't sleep well, so I came to see you." Ling Junhan was stabbed by the defensive eyes, and sighed in his heart.

Speaking of this, Duan Wuxin regained his energy and lost all sleepiness.

He rolled around on the bed, raised his chin very proudly, "I don't need you now."

"I know." Ling Junhan replied in a low voice.

Duan Wuxin said triumphantly: "Let's be honest, I wanted to stay with you before because I wanted to take advantage of your good luck. Now that I have become a human, I don't need it anymore."

That tone had a bit of a masculine air about throwing it away after use.

Ling Junhan didn't react too much, but nodded slightly: "That's not very good."

"Yes, so thank you for your care before. From now on, the two of us will not interfere with each other."

Duan Wuxin said in one breath what he had been thinking all night, "Since I'm not a little white tiger anymore, it's useless for you to keep me, just let me go."

Ling Junhan paused, unable to calm down: "You want to go?"

"The sky is big and the earth is big, and the world is home." This line was learned from the Internet, and it is smooth to use here.

Ling Junhan became emotional, and couldn't help coughing twice, causing his lungs to hurt.

He swallowed and coughed, and asked to stay: "Then at least wait until I recover, okay?"

Duan Wuxin thought that this person has taken care of him for so long, so he should not be too ruthless, so he readily agreed: "Okay, then I will continue to sleep."

Ling Junhan twitched the corners of his mouth, since this is the case, it is estimated that he will have to take a cold shower for a week.

Sad to have such an emotional owner of my own body.

He turned the person over to lay flat, rubbed his silver hair, and couldn't hide his tenderness, "Go to sleep."

Before the palm of his hand left the top of his hair, the beautiful boy with slender limbs suddenly disappeared.

On the blue quilt, curled up a small white tiger.

One person and one tiger, in a daze.

Why did it suddenly change back?

Duan Wuxin stared at the tiger's claw, then stroked the long tail, wanting to cry but not crying.

As soon as he experienced the joy of good luck, his dream suddenly shattered to the ground.

Recalling the situation just now, his mind is full of those big hands touching his head.

In desperation, Little White Tiger had no choice but to let go of his arrogant figure.

With the tiger's head on his head, he burrowed into the man's arms, and then anxiously pulled Ling Junhan's hand with the tiger's claws.

All the ruthless talk about face, the arrogance and arrogance, were all forgotten.

His voice was soft and weeping.

"Woo, touch me again, and turn me back!"