Medicinal Immortal

He fisted and raised his hand and punched the handsome face that was approaching her, but he didn't hit the middle of the face as expected, but was instantly held by his hand, pulling it back. It was a touch, and directly grabbed his hand and pressed it to one side.

"Do you know you are afraid?"

Mo Ye squeezed the hand of his chin up slightly, took the opportunity to gently squeeze his pink and tender face, and looked at his stunned and dumb expression, his eyes darkened, and he actually felt that this kid The cute little look is **** cute.

Looking up close, the eyelashes on those clear spring eyes were overgrown. As he blinked blankly, the long eyelashes fluttered gently like butterfly wings, and the line of sight followed his nose. Moving down, seeing the fine hair on his lips, he actually felt that his hair was even better than others...

And the lips that were pursed because of his face being pinched, soft and tender like water, made him look a little dry, his throat rolled involuntarily, and he swallowed. There was an idea of ​​wanting a light taste.

Of course, with this thought, he was suddenly shocked in his heart, and quickly eased his mind, let go of the hand holding his face, and at the same time took a step back. In order to cover up his gaffe, he gave him an angry look. He said fiercely: "Do you know you are afraid? Don't think that if you are the same man, you can call your brothers and brothers casually hug and hug! A man needs to be a man!"

Tang Ning was stunned, looking at this man who was as mad as his hair, he didn't know what was going crazy. He stretched out his hand and rubbed his face, frowned and said, "I just grabbed your arm. Why is there no man? How? It's you, always like this from time to time, are you sure you are fine?" As soon as the voice fell, she reached out and clasped his wrist.

"Fucky again? Didn't you listen to what I said?" Mo Ye's face darkened, and he wanted to take his clasped hand back, but saw that his hand was already pulsed with his palm.

"What is it? I'll help you see if you have any hidden dark diseases." Tangning said irritably, and said, "Don't move, I'll check your pulse. Don't worry, you won't be charged."

Mo Ye's face turned darker when he heard his words. unmentionable disease? Does he look like someone with a dark illness?

"what!"

Suddenly, Tang Ning whispered, this unprepared cry made Mo Ye's eyelids jump, and glanced at him with a dark face. Before he could speak, he said, "Don't say anything."

He had a hunch that what was said from his mouth at this time was definitely not good.

Tangning looked at him and shook her head, and said, "Night King, you can't do this."

Hearing this, Mo Ye's handsome face suddenly turned black and red, which made him laugh angrily. He squinted his eyes, his deep gaze was staring at the person with shame. The life-and-death little monk, his low voice was dangerous: "Who can't you say? How dare you say that this king can't?"

"what?"

Tangning was stunned for a moment. Seeing his embarrassed expression, he couldn't help but react in the next moment. The whole person suddenly became happy and couldn't help laughing.

"Hahahahaha...no, no, I didn't mean that." She smiled and waved her hand, trying to hold back the laugh, but couldn't help it.