MTL - Reborn As a System-Chapter 46 Exclusive space (4)

Exclusive space (4)

Yan Qi is very worried and very worried.

He is a close-knit attendant of Qi Zimo. From the age of twelve, he followed the little master.

At that time, the small master was six years old, just a child, but quiet is not like a child of this age.

It was the little master who picked him up and saved him, pulled him out of the mud, took him around and waited for him.

He will always be grateful, and will never forget the scene. A beautiful child like an angel, extended his hand to him, white, tender, as if shrouded in white light.

And his own hands are thin, black, stained with dirt and blood, and they are embarrassed.

In sharp contrast, he didn't dare to reach out, but the child who was six years younger than him was pulling him up hard. When he stood up, he saw the next look of the day. Colored pupils.

It carries the attachment and identification that does not belong to this age.

The child's tender voice is beautiful like a beautiful Lark, but the words of the ground hit the heart.

"Follow me, I will give you a new life."

Yan Qi did not hesitate, half squatting on the ground, and took a pledge to loyalty to the Lord.

He is fed up with the taste of being trampled in the mud, fed up with the discrimination and contempt from the source. His space is an innate waste. He can't change, but he doesn't want to admit defeat!

The master pulled him up and he will try to stand up!

In a blink of an eye, four years have passed, and Yan Qi has been with Qi Zimo.

Qi Zimo is not good at getting along, but it will not be difficult. Yan Qi’s space has no use, but he still finds all the courses, let Yan Qi teach himself, and even pays attention to some self-defense techniques. Seven exercises.

Many of them are things that Yan Qi’s life can’t touch. The generosity and intimacy of Qi Zimo makes him more dead.

But these days, Yan Qi did not know what happened, but he was able to feel deeply that the little master was not right.

After awakening that night, the little master did not continue to sleep. After the whole night, he sat by the window and lived in the past.

Everything went as usual the next day, but at night, it was still sleepless all night.

Just ten years old, how can I not sleep for two days and two nights? How can this be sustained?

Yan Qiji’s reunion turned, he whispered a few times, but Qi Zimo only looked at him, a pair of black scorpions were deeper than ever, and the appearance was as refined as an angel, but he was so stared, but it was unbearable. Stay in your heart.

Yan Qi didn't even dare to look at it...

However, there is still less than a month to conduct a space assessment. The mental state of the little master is so unstable. In the event of a assessment, there is a scorpion, but it affects a lifetime!

Yan Qi thought to go, can only report this matter to the father of the small master, in any case can not delay the space assessment.

For everyone in this world, the eleventh birthday is the watershed of life, either a bright light or a darkness.

Yan Qi can understand the pain more than anyone else. How can he let the little master also bear it?

However, the owner has not returned for two weeks. This month is the grain harvesting season of his exclusive space. It is the busiest time. This is related to the food supply of more than half of the population of Qi’s territory.

How can you meet a small attendant when you are busy with such a family?

The wife of the family, Yan Qi will not say it, and even cover it for this.

If the lady is known, I am afraid it will be even worse.

So tossed for two days, on the third night, the little host who had been silent and suddenly stood up and shouted four words.

Yan Qishou was outside and immediately rushed in. He seemed to hear: "Where are you!"

But just coming in, Qi Zimo slammed at him and ordered: "Go out!"

Yan Qi bowed and wanted to talk.

However, Qi Zimo’s cold eyes were slow, and he lowered his voice: “Yan Qi, keep it outside, don’t let anyone close.”

Yan Qiyi listened, although there was doubt in his heart, but he had to go and take it.

Qi Zimo suppressed the tumbling emotions in his heart and waited quietly for the other party's reply.

He said that he couldn't understand it, and he couldn't explain it. After he woke up, he couldn't sleep anymore. Sleeping was extremely strange to him, just like what he hadn't experienced for centuries.

Mentally, he believes that he does not need to sleep, but his physical exhaustion is increasing day by day.

This kind of glue that can't sleep and must sleep crazy, constantly tortures him. He doesn't understand why he can't sleep. In his memory, his sleep is normal.

But in my mind, I am reminding him anyway, can't sleep, don't need to sleep, fall asleep... everything will lose control.

This kind of emotion plagued him, and his mental moments were tense, which further aggravated the sleepiness on *.

He knows that he must sleep, such a weak body, if you do not take a serious rest, the consequences are unimaginable.

But no matter how many reasons, he can't convince him. The hollow of the palm, the lost things, the anger that comes with it is like a raging fire burning his heart, letting him violently want to... destroy everything.

If it is destroyed, all the loss of control will disappear. If you destroy it, you can let the person who leaves, escapes, and breaks away from him, and lie on his side forever, and stay in his palm, even if there is only a pile of residue, even if there is no life.

It doesn't matter, as long as it can be re-occupied.

The wild beast of the beast in his heart almost made him lose his mind.

Until a message appeared in the air out of nowhere, this strange thing could not even arouse his sense of crisis, only staring at that sentence.

The name, like the familiarity in the bones, all the emotions have found a vent, he can not use these words, the opposite person is tightly held in the palm of his hand, locked in his arms.

He almost did not hesitate, and screamed: "Where are you!"

Tell me, I will find you, and then, will never let you go.

Shi Qingyi looked at the four words sent by Qin Mo, only four words, but it was full of momentum, especially the last exclamation mark, so that he could feel the anger of the other party!

What is swollen?

Is his host not amnesia?

Say good, cute little buns? Why is there a bad feeling?

Did closed memory fail? impossible!

Shi Qing is a bit awkward, it is really a snake disease is not easy to provoke, and provoke and beat but still can not run off, when he still suffered.

After pondering for a long time, he decided not to move, and tempted to say: "I am studying in the Central District Space School."

It was almost a second, and there was a reply from the opposite side: "I can't get in."

Shi Qing: "..." You certainly can't come! You are not yet eleven years old! But this tone, this attitude, the host you have closed memory, qaq...

Shi Qing continued to ponder and said softly: "There are two months, you can come over."

"too long."

Shi Qing really didn't know what to say, but then he saw another message:

"Shi Qing, I want to see you."

For a moment, Shi Qing was stupid, and then he felt an inexplicable mood surge, messy, complicated, difficult to describe, and then his heart was soft.

The brain made up a small bun, Qin Xiaomo in a strange environment, there were tigers in front of the wolf, and there were foxes and hunting dogs on both sides. They all bullied the lovely weak Xiaomen to the explosion of Qin Xiaomo, which led to Qin Xiaomo’s lack of dependence, bad mood, and pitifulness. .

Then he counted on his powerful system to save him from the sea of ​​suffering.

Hey! If you say such a soft thing, it is a big grievance.

Shi Qing: qaq, so sad!

A distressed, impulsive, he immediately replied: "Tomorrow Saturday, I will go home, I must go to you when I arrive!"

"where is your home?"

Shi Qing did not want to report the address.

Then the other party is not replying.

Shi Qing was hard to conceal his excitement. He thought that tomorrow he would see the cute and pitiful Qin Xiaomo. He couldn’t sleep, and turned around and rolled around. He couldn’t tell what it was like.

After a while, the brain was filled with Qin Xiao Mo, and it seemed as if I saw the adult Qin desert.

After falling asleep, he actually had a dream.

The dream seems to have returned to the orc world, but Qin Mo is not the same as Alex. He still maintains his body and appearance. He wears a comfortable riding suit, and the more he looks tall and straight, and the delicate eyebrows are shallow. Laugh, let the perfect face look even more breathtaking.

They seemed to say a few words, and then he was embraced by Qin Mo in his arms, and the husky and fascinating sound in his ear was like a gently touching voice of the strings: "Shi Qing, I think... you. ”

In a word, like the flame that ignited the firecrackers, the time suddenly burned up, the feelings in his heart just overflowed, full, a burst of sweetness and acidity, can not tell the truth.

But then, the fiery heat current that I felt in the world of the beast was flowing in him, as if I had encountered a period of volatility, and the strong desire made him almost fascinated.

The Qin desert's scorpion is also deeper and deeper, and a dark red flame is burning in a piece of ink, the expression of concentration, the desire of the bones, the eagerness of the bones, and the hot kiss that can't wait for the rough and unbearable strength.

Intense, fiery, lingering... chasing in the mouth, glued on the tip of the tongue, unreservedly requested from each other, like a beast that has been hungry for the whole winter, madly swallowing prey, hate to melt As one.

Qin Mo lowered his head, rubbing his neck, rubbing, and biting gently. The most vulnerable place is treated like this. Shi Qing can almost feel the thought that the other side wants to bite, wants to be completely monopolized, and tries to declare his own ownership.

This kind of perception made him unable to resist the trepidation, and the rapids of the bursts made him almost unbearable.

Kiss, caress... These can't satisfy the flames that burn in my heart, he wants more, he wants more...

When the clothes faded and the skin was attached, he almost happily snorted.

Forgot all, greedy and enjoyable, he still remembers the last scalp and numbness of the sensation, under the leadership of Qin Mo, climbed to the top, cool to the extreme.

After the brain was blank, Shi Qing also suddenly woke up.

A burst of cool air hit, let the high heat after the tide to retreat a lot.

He sat up in shock, here is the college dormitory, he is lying in bed, only himself.

But I did such a dream, the stickyness between the legs reminded him, how ridiculous it was...

Shi Qing couldn't think too much. He blushed and got out of bed, took off his clothes, and began to clean in the middle of the night, until he reached the balcony, he barely calmed down.

Once again, I couldn’t sleep in bed anyway.

Full of mind is the Qin desert, full of brains are the fascinating black sable and seductive voice.

He was a little scared, and this strange emotion made him feel overwhelmed.

Close your eyes, you will see the Qin desert, you will remember their kisses, and that time to forget the ... comfort.

This thought is a bit irritating in my heart.

The ghost made the difference, he opened the system message, and saw the sentence again...

"Shi Qing, I want to see you."

Seeing it again, it is still so strong, like the current flowing through the heart, obviously only six words, but he can imagine the expression of this sentence by Qin Mo.

Looking at it, he unconsciously touched his trousers, and the little brother who had already looked up was held tightly.

Shi Qing couldn’t take it anymore. He quickly stroked it, squinted, and filled his head with something that he shouldn’t think about. He couldn’t help but gently whisper: “Qin Mo...Qin Mo...Qin Mo ......"

The sound is very small, the small is like a feather landing, almost inaudible, but it is light and sweeping, sweeping in my heart. Stimulating, shame, and emotions that can't be said, all turned into electric current, so that he completely forgot.

When it was time to get wet again, Shi Qing slowly returned to God.

At one o'clock in the morning, the night was thick, and the moonlight was naughty through the gaps in the curtains, and it was on the red cheeks.

He was staring at the palm of his hand and could no longer comfort himself.

Wake up, he read the name of Qin Mo, arrived at the peak...

Shi Qing’s shook his head, like this, was able to get these ideas out... Generally, when the head was dizzy, Shiqing felt that he seemed to be normal...

The red face was reddened again, and the second pajama pants were sunk to the balcony.

Fortunately, Xia Ma carefully, prepared three sets of pajamas for Xia Nuo, or else, Shi Qing did not wear this time.

This time, he really didn't think much more. It might also be that the tiredness after venting came up, and when he got on the pillow, he fell asleep.

Outside the ordinary houses in the Dongba District, there is a car that is out of place with the environment here.

There was a dim light in the car, and on the left side of the back seat, a teenager of about eleven years was sitting.

Exquisite face, ink-colored scorpion, he fixedly stared at the opposite residential building, looking through the window and falling on the second window on the third floor.

Shi Qing, I am waiting for you.

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