Seize My Boyfriend - B9 (8)

“He has always been dissatisfied with me being an envoy, but the envoy was appointed by the God of Light, and I can’t choose it.” Mo Zhiyang said, lowering his head, looking at him secretly from the corner of his eyes.

Wen She was a little stunned, and suppressed his emotions again, “My lord envoy, if there is anything wrong with Swell, please tell me.” With such an attitude,

Mo Zhiyang guessed: it was probably Swell who As mentioned before, there was indeed no light power before.

“No need, one day Swell will understand the good intentions of the God of Light.” Mo Zhiyang said, and was about to stand up, but for some reason, his knees softened inexplicably, and the whole person rushed forward.

Shit, I got an arrow in the knee!

Wen She saw the timing, and hugged him by the waist, “My lord envoy, are you alright?”

Ah! My little toffee was hugged by someone, my wife, that’s my wife!

Ryan burst into flames, raised his hand and flew over with a beam of fire.

With Ruanxiang in her arms, Wen She made an affectionate expression, and was about to speak to stir up the atmosphere, but the hand holding him seemed to be splashed with boiling water, “Aooooooooo!

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Throwing the person away suddenly, he staggered back a few steps, “Hot!”

Mo Zhiyang also took a small step back, as if being supported by something, and stood still, “What’s wrong with you?” ”

Hot !” !” Wen She looked at the burn on her palm, how could this happen? It seemed that even his soul had been scalded just now, and looking at Mr. Angel, he seemed to be fine.

Knowing that he was behind him, Mo Zhiyang didn’t know why he didn’t show up, so he straightened up, “If there are people with evil intentions, they will be burned by the divine power of light.” The meaning of this sentence is self-evident

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Wen She looked at the burn on her hand, and for a moment didn’t know how to answer, “This?” She hid her hand behind her back, “My lord envoy, what do you mean?”

“The meaning is obvious.” Mo Zhiyang said, raising his chin slightly, “Only with kind thoughts in your heart can you be seen by the God of Light. If you have bad intentions, the God of Light will not let you go.” Wrinkled

beautifully Wen She lowered her eyes and thought.

“I was talking about why there are no bamboo shoots in the bamboo forest, so you took them away.” The system snorted softly, this guy has more evil intentions than anyone else, so take the bamboo shoots.

Ignoring him, Mo Zhiyang put on a high air, turned around and returned to his place of residence.

Once in the room, he slammed the door shut, dropped the latch, and began to look around. He could feel that there was someone beside him, a dog man, pretending to be dead, right?

You see what I do to you.

“The host is here, and he’s here again with Oscar acting skills!” The system is eager to try.

“I am ashamed of the God of Light. This may be his punishment for me.” Mo Zhiyang lowered his head, and when he raised it again, his eyes were full of guilt and remorse.

Walking to the bedside table, he opened the drawer and took out a gem-studded dagger, “How can a person like me become an envoy of God? How can he serve the God of Light?” Holding the dagger tightly with both hands,

slowly Pulled out, the sharp blade gleamed coldly.

Ryan’s heart jumped when he saw it, what is Little Toffee going to do?

“God of Light, if there is an afterlife, I hope to get your forgiveness.” Mo Zhiyang said, all the daggers have been drawn out, if you don’t come out again, I will really die.

Gritting his teeth, he gave him a hard blow, and put the dagger on his shoulder, “May God forgive me.” ”

Little Toffee!” Ryan was really frightened, and suddenly appeared in front of him, stopping him from holding the dagger hand, and wrapped his left hand around his waist.

Ryan held him tightly in his arms, his hands trembling with fright, “Little Toffee, please don’t do this, I’m scared.”

Playing with me? You are still young.

Mo Zhiyang opened his eyes, and saw Naozi, with yesterday’s bite marks on it, swallowed, Oh my god, this Naozi still smells good.

No, you can’t be fooled by Naozi.

“Who are you?” Mo Zhiyang deliberately put his hands on his chest, only to realize that he is so tall, his whole body is full of powerful muscles, which is a bit different from other planes.

“Me?”

Ryan let go of him, took a small step back, and showed the whole person in front of him, a scene he had never seen before, a little at a loss, “I, I am the God of Light.” Telling a little lie

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God of Light: You are the God of Light, so what am I, a mole?

This guy, when he is lying, can he go to the entrance of the village to find Teacher Tony, dye his hair golden, and then wear golden colored contact lenses.

“Huh?”

But, a tall and strong man of 1.9 meters, standing in front of him at this time, because of a little lie, he looked at a loss, clumsy and cute.

In this continent, there are only two people with supernatural power, the God of Light and the God of Darkness. This guy exudes a kind of feeling all over his body: Lord, the most dickish aura in the world, who could it be if it wasn’t the God of Darkness Ryan?

If you can’t get angry, just pretend to be cheated by him.

Stars flashed in Mo Zhiyang’s green pupils, “You, are you really the God of Light?” Looking at him in disbelief, his eyes were filled with respect and admiration.

Seeing him like this, Ryan’s heart beat faster, and he couldn’t say anything that made him sad, “Yes… yes.” This time he lied more skillfully than last time.

“The God of Light!” Mo Zhiyang threw himself into his arms, this time jumping with joy, without any fear, he still involuntarily pressed his hand on Naozi.

Ryan hugged him back and put him in his arms, “Little Toffee, I hope you won’t hate me.” ”

How could I hate you?” Mo Zhiyang raised his head devoutly with heart-pounding admiration .

Unable to hold back, Ryan held up his neck, leaned over and kissed him, even if he lied to him, for a lifetime, as long as he didn’t hate himself.

Sure enough, it was still sweet with toffee.

When they parted, Mo Zhiyang was a little confused, leaning against his arms, and it took him a long time to recover, “God of Light, why did you choose me as the envoy of God?” ”

Because, I love you, child!” Ryan said The voice of the heart, what I have always wanted to say to him.

Mo Zhiyang frowned, realizing that this matter was not simple. According to his understanding of the old color critic, the translation of this sentence is: because I want to fuck you, but I can’t find a reason.

“Son, you are my god, the one I want to dedicate everything to.” Ryan hugged him tightly, and sighed contentedly. After being a god for so many years, only this moment is truly satisfying.

Ryan murmured, “Only you are my meaning.”

After waiting for a long time to respond, Ryan lowered his head, and the person in his arms had already fallen asleep, and unconsciously opened his mouth to cover the bulge of his chest, his old face flushed, “I think Engrave you in my soul.”

Yesterday, he was too tired from messing around, and Mo Zhiyang felt sleepy for a long time, and he talked so much with Wen She, and he blamed this Naozi for being too comfortable, so he fell asleep right away.

When Mo Zhiyang opened his eyes, the bright big Naozi was still there, and he suddenly wondered: Is it because he eats papaya that he is so big?

“No!” The system retorted, this thing is completely unreliable, “It might be from Long.”

Seeing him in a daze, Ryan said, “Are you awake?” He kissed his forehead affectionately.

“Yeah.” Mo Zhiyang felt good about treating people as meat pads, and rubbed his eyes, “God of Light, what should I call you?” “In front of you, I am not a god, but you are pious.

” Your apostle, call me Ryan.” Ryan said, took his right hand and kissed him, “I have engraved you in my soul.” Has the

dog man’s body and brain grown backwards?

Ryan is the name of the God of Darkness, and acting with him will really lower your wits, Mo Zhiyang pretended to nod piously, “Okay, Ryan, my dear Ryan.” Hearing the three words dear, Ryan was so happy that he burst into pink

bubbles Pao, a man immersed in love, no matter how powerful he is, will become a slave of love.

“My lord, it’s time to pray at night.” Swell knocked on the door, destroying the atmosphere in the room.

Mo Zhiyang climbed off him with hands and feet, “I need to pray, Ryan, wait for me here.” He got out of bed and tidied his clothes.

Unable to stop him, Ryan could only lean against the head of the bed, and after watching him go out, he lifted the quilt and got out of bed, and went to the temple with him.

This time, Mo Zhiyang’s prayer had a new content, and he was more devout than before. He knelt on the cloth mat, “God of light, although my man is a god of darkness, he is a bit stupid. I hope you don’t have the same knowledge as him.”

So far, the God of Light, who has not been able to break free, agreed for the first time when he heard the content of the prayer: You are right, Ryan is not only a stupid mole, but also an underdeveloped potato.

“Besides that he loves me very much, he really has no shortcomings. I hope you don’t know how to appreciate him. If you dare to mess with him, I will dare to fuck you.” Why does the

content of this prayer become more and more wrong the more you hear it?

The God of Light is sluggish: It turns out that this pair is essentially the same, so bad! As an envoy of God, it is courageous to dare to threaten God.

Relying on the fact that no one could see him, Ryan sneaked into the temple. On the long cloth cushion, there were three people kneeling, the pope, the old priest, and the little toffee he was thinking about.

Walking behind the little toffee, she bent slightly.

Feeling something approaching, Mo Zhiyang was taken aback: What is this idiot going to do? This is the Temple of the God of Light. This guy is the God of Darkness. Are you afraid that the God of Light will tie him up and beat him?

The God of Light said: No, he tied me up, okay, shame on me!

Seeing the movement of his shoulders shrinking, Ryan knew that he had discovered it, and was even more unscrupulous. He stretched out his right hand and stroked the exposed skin.

The skin in the hands is more delicate than the finest silk and satin. If you can’t put it down, you will make an inch, and slowly slide down from the back of the neck to the chest.

This pair of collars is a bit tight, and it is hard to breathe with one hand.

Ryan noticed his discomfort, so he pulled out his hand, more unscrupulously, bent down, wrapped his left earlobe in his mouth, and wreaked havoc on his chest with his right hand.

“Ugh~” Mo Zhiyang was pinched suddenly, his waist softened and he couldn’t help humming, and he threw himself on the cloth cushion.

Attracting the old pope and the old priest to look sideways, the two stopped to pray, and saw him half-slanted on the cloth cushion, his eyes full of spring.

“What’s wrong with you?” The old pope was surprised.

“I…” Mo Zhiyang gritted his teeth, blaming Ryan, the idiot, and quickly turned his panic around, “I’m so touched, the gospel that God bestowed on us, the God of light, will always be God!”