Chapter 7:

In front of the white light flashed, Lingnan was black in front of him, and then lit up, it entered a wonderful space.
The entrance is a Wang Qingchi, inside which is a clear spring, and there is a strange golden lotus flower in the middle. Not far away is a large expanse of land, and then there is a white mist.
Ling’s sight was on the empty land for a while,
098, is this what I want to plant?

098 explained dutifully: "Return to the host, according to the plot, you only need to sprinkle the seeds into the ground, and then pour them on the spring water, the plants will automatically survive."
Ling Chunan nodded with a disappointment and looked at the lotus flower in the pool. "There is no such lotus in the space that the female host got in the plot."
"It's the host, probably because the owner of this jade pendant is yours, and the space is in the most complete state."
It smells very sweet and looks delicious.
Lingnan’s eyes were slightly brighter, then he bent over and touched the lotus petals.
Can you eat?

"It is recommended that the host not eat it at will..."
098 words have not been finished, Ling Chunan has already put the picked lotus petals into his mouth, and then fell down in the pool.
... encountered a host that can eat anything, 098 suddenly felt a little tired.
When I woke up, Lingnan discovered that he was lying at the bottom of the pool. The clear pool did not stop his breathing. He stood up and felt refreshed and refreshed.
098 voice indifference, "Congratulations to the host, physical fitness to a, to obtain ice abilities, level of ability is two."
That lotus flower is actually the core of all the aura of Lingquan. In total, it is also three-petal. In the early part of Ling, the south eats two petals. The huge amount of spiritual power instantly fills him. Fortunately, he leans forward and falls into the pool of Lingquan. In the middle, there is a strong healing ability of Lingquan, which avoids the ending of the explosion and death. Not only that, but also the combination of internal and external spiritual power, it also promotes his physique to the equivalent of five-level power. A grade physical fitness, the ability also crossed the first level, and directly rose to the second level.
I have to say that it is a blessing in disguise.
However, 098 was surprised to find that Ling Chunan did not mean to be happy. "Host, are you not happy?"
Ling Xiaonan nodded and looked calm. "Happy."
098: "..."
Ling Xiaonan was not happy at all, because he found that when he saw his wrist, he had no appetite, and even faintly disgusted.
I tentatively took a bite of the left wrist that had been restored. Ling Chunnan retched a few times, and looked dismayedly and immediately recovered smooth skin, some sad.
His physique was transformed by this spiritual spring, and it was changed to a state that was not delicious at all, but he did not feel that the hunger in his heart was less.
He is even hungry.
Ling Chunan knows that this is a disease. It is a mental illness. He is too dependent on flesh and blood, even to the point of madness, but he has no idea to control.
Moved the flexible wrist, Ling Chunan looked at the remaining petals in the pool, hooked the lips, revealing a smile.
"Host, are you okay?" 098 suddenly felt a little cold.
Lingchunan shook his head and his voice was calm. "Nothing." Then a finger moved, an ice blade appeared between his fingers, and the crystal ice blade appeared sharp and fragile. He threw it away, just cutting off the lotus leaf next to the lotus. A corner.
Out of the space, this time is ten o'clock at night, Ling Xiaonan looked at the clock, went back to the room to change clothes, picked up the car keys and went to the garage.
"Host, what are you going to do so late?" 098 couldn't help but ask.
"Looking for a ration."
The rations in his mouth are naturally self-evident, 098 closed his mouth.
The tire screamed and slammed in front of the luxurious door of a clubhouse. Instead of waiting for the waiter to rush, a black card was swayed in front of him.
The waiter’s sinister waiter’s face changed and he couldn’t wait to laugh at his face.
Mr. Ling, welcome.

Ling Chunan threw the car keys to the waiter, then stepped forward to the clubhouse and went straight to the fifth floor.
Zeng Wuyue Gang and a few friends on the road talked about the cooperation, refused their proposal to go to the next nightclub to play, and picked up the glass to be sent, and they heard the knock on the door. This is not counting, knocked. After a few clicks, the door was pushed away.
Those few people were mixed up for decades, and they saw that Zengwuye frowned, but his heartbeat couldn’t help but hurry, looking at the door with trepidation, thinking about the first time to see who was coming to see the dead. What is it like.
It’s a pretty boy. It should be a student. Does anyone want to please Mr. Zeng Wuye? Thinking about this, everyone could not help but feel a little pity, so do not understand the timing, no matter how beautiful and I am afraid I will not live tomorrow.
However, what made everyone stunned was that Zeng Wuye, who seemed to be in a bad mood, stood up and greeted him.
What is his mouth calling? baby? !
The big cockroaches couldn't help but lick their ears, but they shuddered when they had swept over the sight of No. Yue, and found an excuse to escape the right and wrong.
I am afraid that tomorrow, the news that Zeng Wuye found true love will be passed down.
Zeng Wuyue did not care. He took Ling Nannan to sit on the sofa and reached out and touched his forehead. "Baby, how come you think of it? The face is so white, is it uncomfortable?"
Ling Chunan looked at Zeng Wuyue and swallowed his mouth. "I am hungry." Then she turned over and sat on his sturdy thigh, opened the man's suit, and simply reached out and tore the man's shirt neckline, one bite. Biting on the man's shoulder, the delicious taste filled the whole sense of Ling Chunan, let him unconsciously give a satisfying sigh.
Zeng Wuyue snorted softly, his eyes slightly darkened, and he reached out and held the boy tighter.
098: "Host, you have to eat it again."
Ling Xiaonan seems to have not heard it, his hands are ringing the back of the man, but he is closer to the man, and the man is bitten by the wound he has bitten.
The teenager's waist is flexible and slender, and the part sitting on him is very elastic, especially the tongue that walks in the upper part of his body. It makes the eyes of Zeng Wuyue dark and dark, and even the breathing is heavy.
On the second day, when I was up in the early morning, I was still in the man's arms. The waist was a bit sour, and there was nothing discomfort in the other. This was a loss of his constitution.
098 sounds a bit cool, "Host, are you okay?"
"Not bad." Ling Chunan recalled, "It’s better than imagined." Then he began to figure it out. "There has been a relationship now. He will definitely listen to me. You said that I have raised him in space. How? kind?"
098 I don’t know how to reply to the host who usually seems to have a deep mind and a seemingly innocent feeling in emotion. Even it knows that men will lose their sense of freshness, let alone a man who has no strong strength like Yue. Agree to the host's practice of cultivating him into a proprietary ration?
However, before 098 organized the language, Ling Chunan had already woken up Zeng Wuyue, and made his request unceremoniously, "Uncle, are you willing to be my exclusive ration?"
098: "The host will be hit."
"Good." Zeng Wuyue answered.
Looking at a bright host and a pet-faced man, 098 is a bit of a crash, maybe it should be shut down and restarted? 2k novel reading network