Chapter 82: The Master Returns to the Mountain
Lin Mumu was no better, she was wearing a silk nightgown that Wang Ma had prepared in the cupboard, the nightgown was already too large, and the texture was too slippery, and it had already slipped half off her shoulders.
Yun Ting is not a forest tree, he is a well-trained special forces, and night vision is the most basic ability.
When she looked at the tenderness on Lin Mumu's shoulders and felt her tender fingers fall on her tight back, Yun Ting's tense nerves instantly disintegrated.
Almost subconsciously, he leaned down, picked up Lin Mumu's little face like a white moonlight, and kissed it deeply.
Yun Ting's kiss had a hint of suppressed tenderness, he was afraid of scaring the girl in his arms, she was so small and so pink, like a porcelain doll, he was afraid of touching her.
In the face of the menacing clouds, she did not dodge, but hung her arms around his neck like a koala.
Lin Mumu's body was extremely sensitive, and when he kissed him like this, his whole body trembled, and the corners of his lips couldn't help but whine.
He was really afraid that he would not be able to restrain himself, so he didn't dare to kiss her anymore or look at her, but just held her tightly in his arms greedily.
Lin Mumu slept sweetly this night, but it was bitter for the clouds.
Lin Mumu was an injured person, and he was afraid that the strenuous exercise would touch her arm. Otherwise, at this time, they should be able to round the house.
"Whew!" While Lin Mumu was asleep, Yun Ting went to take a cold shower again.
Lin Mumu didn't know it.
But Yunting is looking for abuse, obviously he can't help himself, and he can't help but sleep with her.
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After growing grass for three days, Lin Mumu did not go to the hospital again, but Professor Lin personally changed her dressing and applied needles.
"Raise it, it will hurt your muscles and bones for a hundred days, and if you don't ask for your small life, your life will be big. How many times have I told you that you don't leave your talisman, why don't you listen? "When Professor Lin Wu meets Lin Mumu, he can't help but chatter.
"Master~~" Lin Mumu stretched out his voice and pretended to be pitiful:
"Didn't you say that I can only turn evil into good fortune if I am bound to marry Yunting? Then the clouds are my talisman? If something happens to Yunting, won't I have nothing? So the clouds are the most important! ”
"Crooked." The old Taoist priest glanced at Lin Mumu helplessly.
"Master~~" Lin Mumu is pitiful.
"Okay, you should be careful recently, don't leave Yunting and your senior brother, I'll go back to Sanqingguan and help you carve another talisman."
"Master, I knew you were the best for me." Lin Mumu smiled with crooked eyebrows.
"The little white-eyed wolf who forgot about the master when he has a man!" Lingwu Dao Chang said that he didn't want to see Lin Mumu again for a moment, and then he really disappeared without a trace.
"When you enter the red dust, you are thorough, and when you leave, you are really worthy of being a master." Lin Tianlang stared thoughtfully at the direction in which the Spirit Enlightenment Dao Master had left.
Lin Mumu's eyes widened helplessly, senior brother, were you deceived by that old god stick? He was obviously angry with my unscrupulous disciple.
Lin Tianlang continued to comprehend the profound realm of the master, and Lin Mumu still felt that her food realm was more comfortable, is the Tao natural, and her love for food is also natural.
Lin Mumu was about to call Su Xinlan to help carry water and water the flowers, but he saw An Xiaoqin walking towards the clouds with a deep face from a distance.
She was also curious, and tiptoed over.
Lin Mumu doesn't know the Taoist technique of concealing qi, but she can simulate, simulate her breath into a flower or a tree, and after merging with the surrounding environment, even Yunting can't feel her, let alone An Xiaoqin?