Chapter 72:

It’s a mask, silver metallic light covering his entire face, only when he turns around, can see the uncovered jaw .
A very beautiful arc.
Lin Su Porcelain swallowed his eyes.
He seems to be a little dizzy.
The dull head can't react, here is where.
"You came."
The man turned around, through the mask, a pair of eyes gently watching Lin Su porcelain, lost the real voice under the mask, gently.
Lin Su porcelain is confused: "...come...?"
What is coming?
Who is here?
he……
Who is he?
"Come."
The mask man gently waved at him, and the white sleeves of the white color flicked slightly, and the petals falling on the rotator cuffs fell quietly.
Lin Su porcelain's gaze was attracted by the petal, watching the petals fluttering, turning to the ground and falling to the ground.
His steps are like being attracted by something that is invisible, step by step, and slowly approaching the person.
In the plum blossom forest under the color of the moon, there is a small number in the white mist. There is a dish of dried fish and a bowl of "milk" cheese.
The mask man in white took the hand of Lin Su porcelain and took him to sit down.
His hand is very ice.
Lin Su porcelain tried to squint, but he could not see clearly.
what happened……
He sat opposite the masked man and woke up with God. He had a small fish in his hand and had already eaten half.
Lin Su porcelain eyes gradually awake.
In the white mist, the mask sitting on the opposite side of him looks like a real person.
Lin Su porcelain is a spirit.
"who are you?!"
Lin Su porcelain quickly let go of the dried fish in his hand and hurriedly got back.
Under the feet is a slightly moist land, and the upper part of his foot is covered with muddy plum.
He looked around with vigilance. The nose can clearly smell the aroma of plum blossoms, and the trunk that leans back is also real and rough, even the half of the fish that he bites in his mouth is true.
Here, where is it?
Who is this person?
Lin Su porcelain's successive retreats, full of vigilance, are seen by the mask people.
He sat still in the same place, just like a smile.
"A porcelain, don't you remember me?"
Lin Su porcelain is more vigilant.
How did this person call him so close? !
Also, what I remember does not remember, he has never seen this person!
"What are you talking about? Who are you, how do you get me out of the ghosts and scare me?"
The mask man smiled and bowed his head: "The old man is gone."
"The old man?" Lin Su porcelain's eyes are a bit strange. His memory vaguely remembers the beginning of everything, the soft nest, the fragrant room, the warm sunshine, and... the next person who discarded him.
Lin Su porcelain carefully moved aside to the side, blocking his body through the trunk, sticking his head, and looked innocent: "I have known people who have been born so far, you... are you not the ghosts of your life?"
"... fangs, don't know who it is."
The mask man said to himself.
When I heard this, Lin Su porcelain suddenly flashed a thought in his mind.
This person... is it not him?
Dear?
Lin Su porcelain eyes squatted on the three roads and the third road to beat the mask people, but it seems that this person has no ear tail to find traces for him.
Lin Su porcelain's swaying eyes fell in the eyes of the masked person, almost no cover, and it was clear.
"I wonder who I am."
The mask people's voice is very soft and comfortable to listen to.
Lin Su porcelain heart is horizontal, twitching: "... oh?"
Mask man: "..."
Oh, it should be no.
that……
"……mother?"
Lin Su Porcelain, who was the real "sex" of the identity of the unclear mother, was screamed by Jinchi.
Mask man: "..."
It doesn't look like it either.
I don’t know if I’m relieved, or what, continue to guess.
"Uncle? Aunt? Mother? 舅? 舅娘? Brother? 嫂? Brother? 侄儿?"
Lin Su porcelain racked his brain and reported all the names he could think of.
The mask man lifted his hand and sighed.
"...Who are you, tell me?"
Lin Su porcelain is pretending to be calm.
The mask man seems to be helpless, silent for a moment, and sorting out the mood.
"Come here." He waved his hand and pointed to the small mats on the opposite side.
Lin Su porcelain can't be determined, the only thing that can be determined is that this person does not harm his heart.
He moved back in a small step, sitting back on the group mat, holding his hands on the small group, his eyes stunned: "Say, who are you, what is the relationship with me?"
The mask man pushed the "milk" cheese on the small one.
Lin Su porcelain thought about it and took it over.
This bowl of "milk" cheese tastes good, Lin Su porcelain is quite comfortable to eat.
Eat "milk" cheese, the small fish can not stop, take one in one hand, you will finish eating.
The mask man quietly looked at Lin Su porcelain and opened the bow to eat the bonnet.
Under the mask of silver "color", he sings "color" as gentle as water.
Lin Su Porcelain eats enough and pushes the empty bowl: "Thank you for your hospitality."
"A porcelain."
The mask man called him again.
"It's time to come back."
Lin Su porcelain is very bachelor: "I can't understand what you are talking about."
The mask man stood up.
There seems to be a wind blowing in the forest, his sleeves rolling, hunting and hunting.
"I have already stolen your people, I have found out that it is not good for you, and I have already executed them all. A porcelain, the house is clean."
Lin Su porcelain 眸 "color" slightly dark.
He said stealing...
And the memory of his deepest memory, the memory of the first time, is right.
He has never mentioned this to anyone.
Even if it is Master, the banquet is not known.
this person……
This person is really his family before being discarded?
Lin Su porcelain followed up and stood up. He looked at the man quietly, opposite the two eyes under the mask. He was "color" face: "Who are you?"
The mask man reached out and blew his hair away, and the voice was clear and faint: "Your birth is what I brought."
Lin Su porcelain body did not know why it could not move, watching the mask man's hand, following his hair, falling on his cheek.
The warm fingertips slipped from his forehead to his knees and poked.
Lin Su porcelain thought about it: "... Isn't that what I am?"
"No."
The mask man took back his hand.
"A porcelain, you are born for me."
Born for him...
What does it mean?
Lin Su porcelain reaction was somewhat sluggish, staring at the mask man, his brow wrinkled: "What do you mean by this word! Say clearly!"
The mask man seems to be laughing: "This impatient "sex" feeling is really..."
He took a step forward.
The distance between Lin Su and porcelain is just a punch.
Lin Su porcelain's gaze fell on the mask that suddenly magnified.
There was a light flowing through the silver-colored mask, not glaring, and softly flowing along the pattern of the mask.
"you……"
He just opened his mouth.
The mask man leaned forward slightly.
The two men turned their foreheads against their foreheads.
Or, Lin Su porcelain's forehead is attached to the mask of the mask.
In the next moment, an aura followed the mask's forehead and drilled into the Linsu porcelain body.
"Well……"
This aura almost mobilized the shudder of Lin Su porcelain. He shivered his legs, and there was a kind of weakness that was almost unstable.
One hand held his waist and gave him support.
Lin Su porcelain tried to break away from the opponent's imprisonment and pushed hard, but he could not struggle from the other side's movements.
The tightly-held forehead constantly receives a powerful aura, turning into a physical stimulation, and the pleasure of being drunk with the soul.
"……open……"
Lin Su porcelain eyes can not open quickly.
He screamed and trembled constantly, and his voice was as unstable as the breath.
"Hey... kid, give you something good."
Lin Su porcelain has not heard what he is saying. The strength of his desperate struggle is almost negligible. At the same time, he strives to maintain a clear consciousness. Lin Su porcelain is weak and shouting: "... Bai Shen..."
"A porcelain, I will meet next time, just..."
The person in front of his face who was close to his face seemed to be saying something, and he lost his mask.
Lin Su porcelain finally completely dimmed and fainted.
"what happened to you?"
A pair of warm big palms hugged him tightly, and someone seemed to be calling him.
Lin Su porcelain wrinkled his nose and slowly opened his eyes.
Under the dim light of the candlelight, he sat cross-legged on the couch, and the banquet on the side of his body was dressed in a white "color" inner shirt, holding him in his arms, one hand is sticking to his forehead, eyes worried about watching him. .
"Sleepy?"
"what?"
Lin Su porcelain "fans" "fans" smashed the ground, he "squeaked" the eyes of "揉", looked around back and forth, and finally, his eyes fell on the body of the feast.
"I seem to... asleep."
Really, when you talk and talk, why are you squatting?
Lin Su porcelain patted his brain: "Hey, it is estimated that today is too sleepy!"
Feast bai has a deep hook and pokes his forehead: "Let's sleep."
The banquet hangs up and extinguishes the candlelight in the room, and the room is dark.
Lin Su porcelain was dizzy in his head. He found a pillow with his hands and feet, and he slid down and patted his body.
Feast baibai lie down gently.
Lin Su porcelain just closed his eyes and his arm was caught.
"Bai Shen?" Lin Su porcelain slowly swallowed his eyes and looked helpless. "What happened?"
The banquet was deeply sideways and looked at him with a faint gaze.
Suddenly, he turned over and sat directly on Lin Su porcelain.
"Bai Shen?!" Lin Su porcelain's sleep suddenly scared, hehe, "This, what's wrong with this?"
Feast berth under the depth
body, high nose tip attached to Lin Su porcelain's cheek, warm breathing on his face, itching.
"Bai Shen?" Lin Su porcelain sounds very light, for fear of alarming the banquet.
He is a little embarrassed: "...What happened to you?"
The banquet and the deep hands put Lin Su porcelain's hand back, clinging to his forehead, cheeks, and licking his jaw with his nose.
Lin Su porcelain turned his head to the side.
"Bai Shen?"
The feast bai was deeply moved and straightened up.
In the dimly lit room, the faint light brought by the moon's "color" faintly gives the feast a deep shadow of the shadow.
In the banquet of the banquet, there is a hint of coldness: "What have you just dreamed of?"
Lin Su Porcelain: "What dreams have you seen?"
Feast bai took his wrist and pulled it to his nose, sniffing.
"You have a cold plum blossom on your body."