Non-Human Sub-district Office

Chapter 46

Yan Xuanjing is outside the door and feels very puzzled.

From the last time Lin Wood threw him out, he was a little more aggressive - although he later learned the concept of human shame and sin, but at the beginning, he was full of sorrow.

Monsters don't have such a concept. For example, Emperor Xiu does not mind how many monsters lie around him or hang on his body.

In the concept of Yu Xuanjing, he ran to sleep with the trees, and it was normal to see the moon in the forest.

However, it was Linmu himself who was attracted to Yuehua. I refused him. The Xuanjing was accepted by the law. Anyway, the influence on the yard was not great. Even if the forest drove him out of the small yard, it was his power.

Emperor Xiu also has the power to drive the monsters he does not like out of the valley, isn't it?

After all, forest trees have always lived as human beings, and different concepts must understand each other.

Therefore, before Xuanjing, I simply went to sleep outside with my nest.

Today's situation is quite special, so Yan Xuanjing will squat on the nest to ask if Lin can sleep back - although he still doesn't understand why the forest had thrown him out, but in the past, if Lin Mu changed his mind?

This is more normal.

Lin Wood likes him, likes his face, likes to hold his body, and likes the feeling of being accompanied by someone.

These Xuan Jingjing are very clear in their hearts, so he proposed to sleep with Lin Shu.

And he didn't say anything wrong.

Lin asked him what he was doing, and of course he told the truth.

Is it difficult to lie to the forest?

Before the flickering forest trees were so angry, Yan Xuanjing felt that he definitely thought about this.

After all, he also looked at Lin Mu angry that time, although it quickly disappeared, but Xuan Jingjing still remember very clearly.

Besides, such a trivial matter is completely unnecessary.

He didn't lie to the trees, but the truth was that the forest was in the air.

Yan Xuanjing dragged the dog's nest in the doorway of the forest house and broke into the soft nest. He was very distressed thinking, and his brow was crumpled.

Sitting on the bed in the woods, I feel very puzzled.

How does this brain circuit of Yu Xuanjing grow like this?

It’s not that he doesn’t like what Xuan Jing has to say. He’s sincere and sincere, he’s not ignoring people’s attitude. After all, he’s just a little bit of caution because of what Xuan Jing’s attitude is.

If you simply look at your face, he would only want to be an ordinary friend with Xuanjing.

How can I really feel a heart because of a face? It is really touched, it must be because something is wiped out when I get along.

Although sometimes it will be very angry and very embarrassing, but the forest actually likes Xuanjing's too straight brain circuit.

At least not as foolish as before, right?

The forest is unclear, how can you know that you like him?

If Xuanjing knows that he likes him, then his thinking is exactly what kind of snakeskin is going all the way to avoid all the key points and go straight to "You are sick" and "I come to Yueyuehua. You like humanoid prototype a tail." It’s still nine tails.

Lin Mu holding a pillow, sitting cross-legged on the bed, full of deep memories of the point that he missed.

Then he remembered the time when the Emperor House ran over, and Xuan Jingjing’s speeches were too arrogant.

--you like me.

- Like the nine-tailed fox, they all like faces.

Lin Mu remembered these two words and felt that he might have found the key to the real.

"..."

It is a magical animal nine-tailed fox.

The brain circuit does not know where it is.

The forest is taking a deep breath.

Knock it inside.

Don't sleep, don't sleep.

Can sleep, do not sleep.

He raised his hand and rubbed his face, threw the pillow to the side of the bed, and slammed the bed and opened the door.

In the kennel, Yan Xuanjing looked up at the tree that suddenly opened the door: "?"

"Not accompanying. Sleeping?" Lin said. "I want nine tails."

Yan Xuanjing looked up at the forest, and the big tail with a fluffy back was gently smashed out.

The nine big tails were followed by a peacock that opened the screen. He rolled over and squatted into the room.

Lin Mu looked at Xuan Xuan and put the nest that had been thrown out by him back to the original place, then jumped into the bed.

The wood sits on the bed and looks at the large fluffy piece on the bed, and can't help but reach out and touch the nine big tails.

The touch is even softer and softer than I thought, with a little bit of coolness on the autumn night, and a little pause to stun a little warmth.

I can’t put it down.

Lin Mu holding his hands and feelings, he simply picked up his two tails and wrapped them in his arms, and buried his head in the soft hairs.

Yan Xuanjing was slightly stiff for a moment.

The tail is still the weakness of the nine-tailed fox, even if the relatives and aunts are not so unscrupulous to touch the child's tail.

Places that have not been touched by people are always sensitive to the touch.

Especially the tail that is hung in the heart by the nine-tailed fox.

Yan Xuanjing turned to look at Lin Mu's eyes, and the claws pressed the soft mattress unconsciously.

The forest is about not understanding the scruples of the monster.

晏玄景 looked at the way the forest really liked, resisted the ** that pulled the tail back, slowly smashed down, the two front paws overlapped, his head squatting on the two paws, squinting at the tail Forest trees.

The forest is a bit cool.

He looked at Xuanjing and said, "I want to..."

The nine-tailed fox on the bed shook his ears.

I want to see the human-shaped nine-tailed fox that has ears and tail.

Lin Mu’s view of Shang Xuan’s Xuan Jing, Zhang mouth wants to say, and closes again.

Forget it.

At this time, I have to face the face of Yan Xuanjing or make him feel very stressed.

Because Yu Xuanjing is now going to be a human figure, it is not... just lying on his bed.

Lin Mu feels that this is still too irritating, not conducive to physical and mental health.

"Nothing, good night."

The forest shook his head, turned his head and pulled the light, leaving only a little bit of moonlight in the room.

This is still after the autumn, Xuan Jingjing once went to sleep in the forest room.

The small fan placed not far from the bed disappeared, and it was not known because the autumn night was getting colder, or the forest was gradually no longer affected by the weather and cold weather, so it was withdrawn.

The mat was also removed and replaced with sheets, and the soft mat was stepped on the bottom of the bed.

Xuan Xuan looked at the forest and shook the quilt, and reached out from the bed to touch his tail into the bed.

"..."

Yan Xuanjing felt that his two tails were gently held, staring intently at the trees that were indented in the quilt, and worried about whether there would be a tragedy in which the woods kicked him out of bed but licked his tail.

- Think about it, it hurts a bit.

However, probably because the night was not so hot, the forest did not kick the quilt after sleeping, and there was no restlessness. Just when the night wind blows in from the window, the forest touched the circle and touched it. A few tails lingered in the past, and a whole person wanted to bury it in the fluffy velvet.

Yan Xuanjing glanced at the nest and left only a small amount of trees left behind to leave the top of the quilt. He would not be dragged into the quilt's tails, and the forest would be circled, and he would follow his eyes.

On the second day, when the trees were squatting on the branches of Emperor Hugh and riding a small electric raft to prepare to go out, the toffee also strolled out of the house and jumped into the back seat.

The forest was slightly stunned. Looking back, I saw a large group of fluffy velvet on the back seat: "You are not looking at home?"

The toffee shook his head and turned his head and glanced at the small yard that was put down by the emperor.

It was Emperor Hugh who asked him to follow.

Emperor Xi’s current situation is quite special. He does not have the ability to be able to form a physical figure, but his body is in place and does not need to worry too much.

In the beginning, if it was not to protect the pregnant wife and the unborn child, Emperor Hugh did not have time to pass the letter to the friends in the wilderness and overturned the car.

According to Di Xiu, if there is no Lin Xueyan and Lin Mu, he can even kill.

As we all know, the difficulty of protecting others is more than the difficulty of self-protection.

In particular, the role that you are blessing is still very weak in terms of strength.

In the current situation of Emperor Xiu, it is still easy to protect himself, and the small yard itself has some other means of hiding and protecting.

The few squats that Zigui and Diwu strolled here didn’t have to go to the yard to stuff their babies. Now the forest is in a small yard, saying that the iron bucket wrapped in the iron wall is not too much.

On the contrary, the trees that often go out are more worrying.

There is only one branch of the emperor's can follow the forest, weak and helpless, and even a fascinating human form is very difficult, let alone protect the forest.

The so-called toffee of the toffee sits on the back seat, urging the arch of the back of the tree.

The forest was arched to the tickle meat and suddenly moved forward.

"Let's go, you can go." Lin Mu squatted, and placed the two small pots on the front foot on the front and moved slightly in the middle. He greeted the small ginseng to help open the courtyard door and rode the small electric raft all the way out of the village. .

When my mother left, there was no savings at home. He had no money to go to the funeral team to see a separate tomb. When the mother left, she said that she wanted to stay in a lively place, so the forest finally stepped on the city’s welfare. The tail, buried my mother in a semi-welfare cemetery in the southern suburbs.

Some distance from the village, riding an electric car about 50 minutes.

The forest bought a bunch of flowers in the flower shop outside the cemetery.

It is a large bouquet of white daisies.

The mother who likes to drum the seven-eight-eight-eight plants is the favorite, but it is a small daisy that can be seen everywhere and is usually used as a bouquet.

White flower yellow core, a small one, the survival rate is extremely high, not afraid of the ravages of the storm, a little sun is thriving, blooming very bright.

The forest locked the car outside the cemetery and moved the bonsai to the management room of the cemetery.

"Liu Grandpa." Lin Mu probe went in and greeted the grandfather who was watching the door. "I put things under you to help me look at it?"

The door-keeper’s father looked up, and there was a reading glasses on the bridge of the nose. When he saw the wood, he bookmarked the book in his hand and took out the registration book and handed it to him: “Let’s put it.”

Lin Mu walked in with the bonsai, just prepared to put the bonsai in the corner, saw the shadow of the corner, and moved it to the desk silently: "I put it here, take it when you come out, don't let the flower spoil It is."

The black shadow that came out of the corner was a raccoon cat. The old man took it. He was very polite and spoiled. He used to be a stray cat, but he was fed by a loving human being with a perfect touch of porcelain hair. Oily and smooth.

Finally, I spontaneously stayed with my father.

The sound of the forest tree just fell, the cat jumped on the desk and went straight to the forest.

The forest quickly pushed the bonsai to the side, just moved it, and the cat put the two front paws on his arm, and the whole cat was pulled into a long one, and the probe was sniffed to his face and sniffed. Slimy and greasy "squeaky", the claws clasped the arm of the forest did not let go.

Lin Mu has long been accustomed to this scorpion cat. He picked up the flower in one hand and picked up the pen next to the register in the first place. Just ready to register, he saw the front row of the registration page saying "Lin Hongkuo" And "Lin Hongsheng" two names.

A glimpse of the forest, looking at the old man: "Liu Grandpa, are these two people gone?"

The old man took a look at the glasses probe, then shook his head and pointed to a car parked outside the cemetery: "Nothing."

"Oh." Lin Mu nodded, did not sign, put down the pen in his hand, and took the cat to the door of the management room.

He doesn't really want to face up with two beatings.

Although I don’t know why they suddenly came over this year, Lin Mu still feels that there is less communication and less communication. After all, from his limited understanding, the two concepts and life are to be talked about. Get mad at him.

Lin Mu himself is not willing to tell his mother in front of them.

He is going to wait in the management room and wait until they come out and give the bonsai to them.

The wood sits on the steps at the entrance of the management room to make a cat, and then picks up the dog's tail grass, holds his face, and dangles in front of the flowers.

According to the regulations, pets are not brought into the cemetery, even flowers, his activities are limited to the management room and outside the cemetery.

The toffee outside the cemetery and other forest trees looked at the forest and went out to the management room and immediately came out. I thought that something had happened. Just ready to go, I saw a cat in the arms of the forest.

The cat was lying in the arms of the forest, and the snoring from the throat was soft and sweet, and it was sent to the Internet to harvest a lot of human heart and liver.

Even when the forest puts it down, and when the dog's tail grass is used to tease it, the voice is also like a hairy singer.

The forest is obviously very pleasant.

He held his face, even if his face was covered by a small half, the pear vortex also exposed his smile.

晏玄景 A dog with a faceless expression sitting there, look at the trees, and look at the squatting down to the ground, revealing the belly rolling to roll the coquetry cat.

He saw the forest reaching out and gently scratching the cat's chin, whispering softly.

In the past, trees were also playing with sows.

In the past, the forest was also so talked about with candy.

Although the toffee does not spoil.

No matter whether he will be spoiled, but this treatment should be his.

Xuanjing thought, staring at the serval cat, the more you look at it, the less happy you are.

The nine-tailed fox finally did not sit still.

He stood up and stepped forward to the edge of the forest, calmly stretching his claws and pushing the cat as close to the enemy.

Then slowly sit down in front of the forest, and look up and put his chin in the palm of the tree that has not been recovered.

Linmu subconsciously scratched the chin of the toffee, his face stunned.

"...?"

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