Everything takes getting used to, and it takes time for people to find balance.
In the morning, the Ocean Hospital was busy again. After many experiments without any progress, Zhu Tong gradually adapted to the Phoenix Mask. It was not without its benefits. At least, the golden needle could not penetrate any part of the chest or back.
Apply it to an acupuncture point and hit it hard, and there will be a soft and pliable counterattack.
That was the most injured place. The Phoenix Mask put a layer of invisible armor on Zhu Tong's chest, and he didn't know when this armor would disappear.
"Li Xiang, what are you looking at?" Ye'er opened the door and came in.
It was already noon, Ye'er was dressed in police uniform and she came right after work; outside in the living room, Zhu Tong had already ordered a table of food.
"I'm going on a business trip soon, and I might not be able to come back tonight."
Zhu Tong put on another pair of glasses, returning to his polite and indifferent appearance. They were sent by the director of the ophthalmology department of Ocean Hospital and were said to be worth over ten thousand.
"Where are you going?" Ye'er took off her coat. There was central air conditioning in the ward.
"Dean Wang asked me to accompany him to Nanjing for a consultation."
"Your body has just recovered. Be careful and don't overwork yourself." Ye'er didn't show any displeasure. Today was December 25th, and she was very indifferent to times like Christmas.
Last night, on Christmas Eve, the two of them just ate, drank tea and listened to music in a teahouse in Suzhou and Hangzhou. Ye'er liked that teahouse, and Zhu Tong gradually became accustomed to spending money there.
The boss of Suhang Restaurant said that when Officer Su came to drink tea at his place, it was a sight in itself and added glory to the teahouse.
Ye'er was just a little dissatisfied that Wang Juefei was taking his sweetheart on a business trip at this time. Little did he know that this trip was completely arranged by a little liar.
Wang Juefei did want to go to Nanjing, but it wasn't all for consultation. The main purpose was to take Qingmei to relax. As for Zhu Tong, he was going to the "Future Duke" in the evening; he received a call from the one-armed pirate in the morning, and the gambling game requested by Zhu Tong had been arranged.
, just tonight.
"I'm completely healed, don't you believe it?" Zhu Tong hugged Ye'er horizontally, threw him to the hospital bed, and pounced on him.
The two of them hadn't been intimate for a few days. Ye'er catered to Zhu Tong, and her soft lips were ignited little by little.
Ye'er's kisses were like hers, quiet but passionate, but not crazy. She catered to her sweetheart softly. She was only wearing a police uniform shirt, her tie was taken off, and her plump breasts were shaking under the shirt.
Zhu Tong's hands found a gap in the hug; Ye'er's shirt slipped out of the trousers.
"Don't...someone is coming here."
Although Ye'er didn't object to such caressing, she was still a little uncomfortable in an unfamiliar environment.
Zhu Tong kissed her cochlea, and his dexterous right hand opened the clasp of her bra behind her back, and Ye'er could hardly feel it. Although this skill was not very technical, it was more about familiarity and practice, and he was already extremely proficient in it.
Finally, Zhu Tong took a little bit of Yanhong in his mouth, and the soft white color clung to his cheek. The divine amber's yellowish color stared at his obsessed eyes and rolled gently to his lips.
Ye'er moaned softly, pushing unconsciously with her hands, mostly out of instinct, and of course her strength was limited.
But Zhu Tong gradually became quieter, and he was not so impatient. Ye'er was too tired these days and didn't seem to have time to practice the word "ling", which means that the Gu disc in his body became active again. This morning, the Yintang point
The butterfly god wakes up and flaps its black wings to absorb the vigorous vitality in Zhu Tong's body; conveying to its owner strong confidence that it has enough ability to serve him.
Zhu Tongcong took off the divine amber from Ye'er's chest, held it in his mouth, and printed it on Ye'er's exposed navel.
The black butterfly god is more lively. The root of life that Zhu Tong originally stood up due to impulse was drained of energy by amber and transported to the black butterfly god.
The Gu insect hidden deep in Ye'er's body sensed danger and wanted to avoid it along the meridians; but the Butterfly God had already locked onto it, and the divine amber shot out light and fixed the chrysalis.
"Ah..." Ye'er shouted, pushed Zhu Tong away, covered his lower abdomen with both hands, his face turned from crimson to pale. The red line broke, and the divine amber shone with strange iridescence in Zhu Tong's hand.
"Ye'er, you're completely fine." Zhu Tong raised the divine amber to her eyes; "Look, it was caught."
Inside the crystal amber is a white butterfly; although it is not big yet, its wings have just been spread out, and its tender whiskers are almost a shadow, but you can see that its wings are trembling slightly.
Ye'er looked at Amber with weak eyes, and Zhu Tong could feel her weakness. Thinking about it, this voodoo had been in her body for a long time, and when it was suddenly pulled away, Ye'er's delicate body couldn't bear it.
"I am sore all over and have no strength at all; Li thought, what is it?" The look in Ye'er's eyes was dim, and the skin that originally shone with the light of life was also a little dry.
The little liar held her face in distress, and after pulling away the Gu dish, Ye'er felt as if she was seriously ill. She also lost a lot of her girlish charm, and it might take a long time to regain her strength.
"Ye'er, didn't you write this paragraph well?"
"I don't like it. I have a headache every time I finish writing it; we have to compile it at the end of the year and it's very busy." Ye'er forced a smile, two tears oozed from the corners of her eyes. This time, there was no shadow of butterflies; "Aren't you happy?
?I’ll write it after I’ve been busy for the past few days.”
"No, as long as you are happy, you can write or not." Zhu Tong no longer has hope for Ye'er to recover on his own. Writing is a kind of Zhumen's practice. He has tried such pain since he was a child, and Ye'er has never experienced it in his life.
There is no test of life and death with a stick, and it is destined not to endure that kind of suffering.
Zhu Tong once again took the divine amber into his mouth, held Ye'er across his knees, brought his lips together, and kissed her deeply.
The Butterfly God is selfish and resists Zhu Tong's approach; it also gained great benefits while pulling away the white butterfly; and what the little liar is doing now is to force it to practice the butterfly in the divine amber.
, return the energy to Ye'er.
But, but, the Butterfly God could not resist the affectionate communication between Zhu Tong and Ye Er.
A flash of blue light flashed in Zhu Tong's eyes, activating the powerful Qi, oppressing it and threatening it. The phoenix mask shot out a blue light, rotating around the Yintang point.
Butterfly God also felt the danger and reluctantly compromised.
It is said that the amber moved and turned between the lips and teeth of the two people. In the passionate kiss between the two, it was soaked and washed by the moist and thick saliva; it gradually became hot and soft. It is said that the white butterfly in the amber was created by the two people.
The passionate love between them melted and finally blended into Ye'er's body.
Ye'er's whole body gradually became hot, and the heat emanating from the divine amber washed her whole body; her clothes were soaked with sweat, and she could only feel that it was a white butterfly merging into her body little by little.
s life.
After an unknown amount of time, Ye'er opened her eyes and saw Zhu Tong staring at her naked breasts. Ye'er felt shy and reluctantly took a look there: between the proudly erect breasts, there was a faint shadow of a butterfly.
At some point, divine amber fell on Ye'er's lower abdomen. Zhu Tong's face flushed, and he weakly removed the hand covering the amber; "Ye'er, are you feeling better?"
"I have a stomachache." Ye'er glanced at Amber, jumped out of bed and ran into the bathroom; with a gentle push, Zhu Tong's heavy body fell on the other side.
This time, Ye'er stayed in the bathroom for half an hour.
Little liar, he was a little frustrated at the moment. He figured out one thing from Ye'er. The Butterfly God not only needs to eat butterfly chrysalis, but also needs his own life force to feed him. What does this mean? Zhu Tong looked at it
The legendary Amber was thinking, don’t want to become a eunuch from now on!
This possibility is very high. Aunt Butterfly seems to have said that if a woman raises voodoo, she cannot be close to a man. If a man raises voodoo, he will not be deprived of his human rights, right? Ye'er has begun to merge with the white butterfly she gave birth to.
Maybe it will become more and more beautiful, maybe it will be like a flower, and its body will be as light as a butterfly.
Maybe, it also needs strong love.
Zhu Tong thought about the process just now. The Butterfly God is selfish. Out of instinct, it only protects the interests of the body in which it lives. It has been resisting Zhu Tong's "selfless and noble" behavior just now.
What is this? A legend from the gods? Maybe it would be more appropriate to say a legend from the gods.
The bathroom door rang, and when she wiped her damp hair and walked out, she had returned to her previous style. It should be said that she was more beautiful than before. Her steps were light and had a more ethereal beauty.
Ye'er blushed and said, "I want to go out."
"I'm sorry, I'm too..."
"It's not like that, it's because, it's because... I won't say it anymore; Li Xiang, thank you, I'm fine." Ye'er grabbed her coat and ran out of the ward.
"Thank you. This is what I should do." The little liar muttered and walked into the bathroom.
There was a little blood on the side of the toilet, and Zhu Tong patted his forehead: Ye'er turns out...
This further strengthened the previous judgment; Ye'er may not have had her period in the past few months, so she was so happy just now.
Butterfly God, Butterfly God, how can we escape from it?
The white butterfly in the divine amber disappeared, and the black butterfly god in the Yintang acupoint waved its wings lightly. It helped Zhu Tong complete the training of the white butterfly, but it also took some time to get some benefits.
Zhu Tong touched the phoenix mask on his chest. It is said that it is the treasure of the Zhu family, and it seems to be more powerful than that phoenix bone ghost whip. Master Zhu Tianyin prevented him from using the phoenix bone ghost whip to commit a murder that shocked the world. Master Zhu Huang heard that
Meaning, before that, he didn't understand the power of that baby at all.
The phoenix mask seems to be of little use next to the master; the legendary mind-reading ability, if you think about it carefully, when Zhu Tong and the master looked at each other several times, he did feel like he was being seen through. The old liar is not
How about using this magical power to gamble money on boats? That is a serious violation of the rules of the Zhu family and the orthodoxy of the world.
There was a knock on the door outside, and it must not be Ye'er; Zhu Tong put away the phoenix mask and divine amber, walked over and opened the door.
The person who came in was Miss Chen Yiyi, who is now Zhu Tong's subordinate and the deputy director of the Network Information Center. Although this appointment has not been official yet, Chen Yiyi is already performing her duties. She comes to Director Li every day before going to work to listen to instructions.
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"Miss Chen, you don't have to come every day." Zhu Tong asked her to come in and sit in the living room; "I am hospitalized here and you are busy outside, which is already very embarrassing."
"Director Li, you are the leader, and I am your subordinate. I should come to listen to guidance."
Over the past few days, the politeness between the two gradually became less and less, and Chen Yiyi gradually showed her feminine tenderness; however, Zhu Tong had already learned about Chen Yiyi, and he resisted such a woman.
Dai Maozi's report was completed at midnight the day before yesterday. When the little liar just finished listening to it, his head was as big as a bucket.