Cold King’s Dominating Love, Genius Medical Consort

Long Xiaoyu deliberately dragged out a long ending, his voice was soft and soft, the breath from his mouth lightly sprayed onto Mu Ziling's cheeks, brushing gently like a feather, arousing the apex of his heart.

For a moment, Mu Ziling's heart skipped a beat when he was provoked by Long Xiaoyu's seductive voice, and the temperature on his face was agitated by his breath.

Mu Ziling raised her eyes subconsciously, and glanced at Long Xiaoyu calmly, her heart beating secretly.

Why does she feel that the "very good" in the mouth of this monster full of evil factors does not have the same meaning as the "really good" she just said?

Mu Ziling shook his head, and quickly pulled back the thoughts of wanting to think wildly.

No matter whether Stars and Five Lines Lianxing is very good or really good, it is only the key to her life experience, and it should be of no other use, so why think about it so much?

You must know that Long Xiaoyu, an evildoer, can offend his unscrupulous bad taste anytime and anywhere, so he must not be led away with his thoughts.

Thinking of this, Mu Ziling coughed dryly, patted his inexplicably hot face, trying to cover up the strange and helpless emotions that just occurred.

As everyone knows, all the changes in her expression and movements just now have all been captured by Long Xiaoyu's eyes full of interest.

Staring at Mu Ziling, Long Xiaoyu's deep eyes glowed with an evil and enchanting light, as if he could see through her inner world.

At this moment, Mu Ziling, who withdrew his thoughts, remembered that there was a brocade box in the drawer.

Mu Ziling knew that this Star Soul was definitely not the reason why Ziying Golden Whip suddenly convulsed and split the bed just now, the reason must be something inside the long brocade box.

I don't know what treasure is in that brocade box...

With this doubt, Mu Ziling's eyes flashed, and he said angrily to Long Xiaoyu who was standing beside him: "Don't block, the small brocade box contains the soul of the star, and I don't know the name of the long brocade box." What are you wearing?"

While speaking, Mu Ziling pushed away the man who was already close to her while she was thinking about it just now.

Unexpectedly, Mu Ziling came back to his senses so quickly, and Long Xiaoyu, who was still squatting and slowly approaching her, was caught off guard by being pushed and fell to the ground.

Seeing this, Mu Ziling was stunned.

However, before Mu Ziling could react, Long Xiaoyu, who was pushed to the ground by her, stretched out her slender arm to pinch her flushed face again.

Long Xiaoyu, who was pushed down, had a playful smile on his lips, and his low and deep tone seemed puzzled: "It's so good, why are you blushing?"

What blushing?

Mu Ziling gritted his teeth immediately.

She just knew that the hateful evildoer did it on purpose to talk to her in such an ambiguous manner, and after teasing her... Now he's ready to tease her again.

To prevent him from succeeding.

"What's wrong with your blushing?" Mu Zi glared at Long Xiao Yu spiritedly, then snorted coldly, "Your face is flushed, which means that this girl is in good health, do you know?"

"Well, it's so cute." Long Xiaoyu joked and continued, pinching her smooth and tender cheeks with his big hands more and more unscrupulously and lovingly.

"Cute you ghost!" Mu Ziling couldn't lift her breath, she almost wanted to bite down on Long Xiaoyu's claws, she snorted angrily: "Don't move anymore, go away!"

As she said that, she patted Long Xiaoyu's big hand away angrily, turned around, and didn't bother to talk to him anymore.

Long Xiaoyu, who was left behind, smiled helplessly, then stood up, quietly staring at Mu Ziling's petite back, with a comfortable expression, but seemed to be estimating the time.

At this moment, Mu Ziling had already taken out the long brocade box from the drawer.

Without saying a word, she opened the brocade box curiously.

But who knew, to Mu Ziling's disappointment, what was placed in the brocade box was not some glittering treasure, but a scroll that exuded faint sandalwood.

"Huh, why is it just a picture scroll?" Mu Ziling's gloomy tone revealed a touch of disappointment.

Mu Ziling slowly opened the scroll...

This is a beautiful portrait.

As the contents of the portrait gradually revealed in front of his eyes, Mu Ziling's originally uninterested expression suddenly seemed to be frozen, and then he couldn't look away.

What a nice view!

Mu Ziling kept her eyes open, staring at the painting without blinking.

At this time, Long Xiaoyu's gaze also inadvertently fell on the scroll in Mu Ziling's hand.

In the originally natural and comfortable expression, Long Xiaoyu frowned slightly when he came into contact with the scroll portrait slowly opened in Mu Ziling's hand, and then saw the words printed on a bright red seal on the door.

At this moment, Mu Ziling felt that his breathing was stagnant, as if he was completely shocked by the scene in this painting.

The painting is a sea of ​​flowers with a beautiful and quiet environment.

The entire sea of ​​flowers is vast and boundless, like a paradise isolated from the world.

The breeze is gentle, and thousands of flowers are swaying, lifelike and coquettish.

Such a quiet artistic conception, just painting, can make people look at the rippling mind, but still have the tranquility and peace of being at ease.

However, the most amazing thing is--

In such a vibrant and beautiful sea of ​​flowers, there is a beautiful woman standing gracefully.

She closed her eyes leisurely and spread her arms wantonly, as if she was enjoying the beauty of the fragrance of flowers with her heart, but her demeanor was full of dignity and elegance.

The woman is wearing a lavender plain dress, and the three-foot-length veil flutters in the wind, like a haze, like an illusion, like a fairy, like a fairy who is not stained with a trace of smoke and dust.

Around the woman, there are feather butterflies flying all over the sky that Mu Ziling has seen and is familiar with before. Although each butterfly is painted, it is as if it is alive, dancing around the woman vividly.

Feather butterfly! This colorful butterfly is not...

How did it appear on this painting?

Mu Ziling was puzzled, she subconsciously raised her eyes to glance at Long Xiaoyu, and then shifted her gaze to the painting.

And when he clearly came into contact with the face of the woman on the painting, Mu Ziling couldn't help being amazed again.

It would not be an exaggeration to say that the woman in this painting is astonishingly beautiful.

I saw that her skin was like snow, her delicate facial features were as soft and beautiful as jade, shining brightly, and there was an air of lightness in her cold brows, which made people dare not easily profane.

Even if the woman in this painting closes her eyes, she still can't conceal the dusty aura emanating from her body. There is a moving aura faintly exuding in the quiet beauty and agility, which is extremely beautiful.

The sea of ​​feathers and butterflies in the painting is beautiful, but the woman in the painting is even more beautiful. It is not the scenery that exaggerates her beauty, but she embellishes the beauty of the scenery.

For some reason, it was Mu Ziling's first time seeing this beautiful woman's face, but there seemed to be an inexplicable sense of familiarity in the deepest part of her mind.

Mu Ziling frowned in puzzlement, and set his eyes on the woman's closed eyes.

It's a pity that the girl has such an astonishing beauty, but it's really hard to imagine what kind of eyes she has that are flowing under her closed eyelids.

Quietly staring at the two graceful arcs of the beautiful eyes closed, Mu Ziling still couldn't figure out why she had such a feeling.

At this moment, Mu Ziling's gaze was attracted by a red seal printed on the corner of the painting.

"Jun Lintian." Mu Ziling read the words on the seal, and guessed: "This name sounds majestic and domineering, but the person who drew this picture must not have lived up to the name, otherwise how could he draw it? Such a beautiful artistic conception, this person must be very poetic..."

Mu Ziling hadn't finished her words of exclamation when Long Xiaoyu's sudden words behind her instantly turned her upside down.

I saw that while Mu Ziling was guessing and sighing to herself, Long Xiaoyu bent over and rubbed her dark head amusedly: "Silly Mumu, it turns out that the great god master you talked about is still unique in your eyes." Poetic."

Hearing this, Mu Ziling almost choked on his own saliva: "What? Master Dashen is..."

She stood up abruptly.

I don't know if it was because of squatting for too long, or being frightened by Long Xiaoyu's words, or some other reason, Mu Ziling suddenly stood up, and suddenly felt a heavy dizziness hit his head.

She couldn't stand still for a while, and her whole body was about to go limp again.

As if he had expected that Mu Ziling would be unstable, Long Xiaoyu quickly reached out and hugged her into his arms.

Where did Mu Ziling still think about whether her legs were numb, or how could her usual healthy body appear in such an anemic and dizzy state?

At this moment, she was completely taken aback by Long Xiaoyu's words.

Mu Ziling looked at Long Xiaoyu, blinked, and asked again uncertainly: "You said this painting was drawn by your master?"

Long Xiaoyu curled his lips lightly, noncommittal.

After being affirmed, Mu Ziling's eyes widened in surprise.

She couldn't imagine how the great god master she saw that day, who had no human emotions or desires, could draw such a dreamlike painting?

And the most important thing is that the painting drawn by the great god master who has no human emotions is actually a beautiful woman who is vivid and immortal.

It's no wonder that there are feather butterflies in the painting. Mu Ziling had heard Qing Ling talk about the origin of feather butterflies before, and if Long Xiaoyu was involved, naturally that great master might also be involved.

Sure enough, people cannot be judged by their appearance, and sea water cannot be measured!

Jun Lintian...

The ruler of the world is worthy of his name, but it is also true that a tough man also has tenderness.

I didn't expect it, I really didn't expect it! Mu Ziling sighed in her heart, and an expression of gossip unconsciously appeared on her face.

"Since this painting was drawn by your great god master..." Mu Ziling stroked his chin, thoughtfully, and suddenly exclaimed in surprise, "Huh! Then this beautiful woman is your teacher's wife?"

Hearing this, Long Xiaoyu suddenly laughed.

He stared into his arms, his eyes were a little loose, and Mu Ziling, whose face was a little blushing, shook his head speechlessly, and asked lightly, "What do you think?"

Staring at Long Xiaoyu's leisurely and speechless expression, Mu Ziling had an epiphany.

She thought about it, and immediately felt that this woman could not be his teacher's wife.

Just think about it, if Long Xiaoyu really has such a beautiful and elegant mistress, then no matter what, his great god master shouldn't be such a cruel person without human feelings.