Chapter 239： I have an aura

On the top of the snow peak, the cold wind roars, and it is located in Dongfu at the same altitude, but it is warm as spring.

A fist-sized flint was placed not far from the wall depression, and a few pieces of flint were also piled up in the charcoal basin at the corner of the interior wall.

Flint exists only inside the volcano. The stones are hot and can emit warmth. It is a precious forging material. However, Bu Shi used it as a charcoal fire.

The smoke and dust generated by the charcoal fire affects the air and is prone to become stuffy. It is not easy for the body to stay for a long time. So, Bu Shi wanted to replace it with other warm jade-like objects. Flint is rare and precious to some people, but many of the releases can be piled into mountains.

It was annoying to see Buddhism when looking at a pile of flint. Now that he can play a role in Mo Fan, he can't help but be grateful that he didn't throw one of them to the group.

What seems to be obscure in the interpretation of the eyes, placed on his followers, is a treasure in the fantasy world. So, obviously he just cleared his inventory, and the group of servants gradually recognized by him became more and more loyal.

Interpretation is not a pedantic person. He rarely walks around the world, but it is also necessary to go down the mountain. With a group of servants, it would be easier to do anything. It is just that the other party decides whether to stay or not. He stayed and used it, and he left without leaving.

The room was quiet, and only the sound of the pages turning was heard. Mo Fan sat in front of the desk case, staring at the pages of the book squarely, his eyes turned red.

He sat cross-legged on the futon on one side, and heard Mo Fan's slightly urgent voice, and opened his eyes.

The boy was sitting upright, his back was erect, but his eyes flickered. At the same time, a rapid breathing storm revealed his restless heart.

"what happened?"

The sudden sound of bailout seemed to frighten Mo Fan. He shuddered, closed the book subconsciously, and stuttered, "No, nothing." He did not dare to look at the other side, and showed a guilty conscience.

Bail reached out, "Give me the book."

"Master, master." Although the book was taken from the bookshelf, the content of the book was that he had never seen it before, and also felt subconsciously that he could not show it to the interpreter.

Bai Shi didn't speak any more, only a pair of calm eyes looked at him. Mo Fan couldn't resist, and his forehead was sweating finely.

Mo Fan's eyes rolled around, and he moved his legs to adjust his sitting posture. Looking down from time to time, Jiu Shi glanced down at her lowered head, but her eyes never moved away from Mo Fan.

Mo Fan handed the thin book together, and bowed her head, "Master."

The blame was not picked up immediately, and when Mo Fan couldn't help but wanted to look up at the other side, the book reached the other side with a light touch.

Turning a page, the expression suddenly changed.

No matter how big the waves are, it is difficult to cause emotional fluctuations in interpretation. It was just right, but after reading a book, he couldn't hide the shock and anger on his face.

"Where did it come from?"

"Here are the books and shelves."

The book has not been closed. What appears on the light yellow paper is not a dense line of words, but a painting. Moreover, it is still a pair of fragrant = colorful pictures.

I saw the two men intertwined in an intimate gesture. The relatively tall man pressed the boy under his body, his clothes were hidden, and his skin was looming.

This is actually a picture book in the room of a man and a man!

"I don't want to read such books in the future."

Mo Fan should happen to be "yes", curious, "Master, what are they doing?"

"Xiao Fan will know from now on."

"Can't you know now?"

"Ok."

"When will I know?"

Mo Fan's desire for knowledge has always been strong, and the interpretation is very clear. He was awkward in his mind, but calm in his mouth, "When Xiaofan becomes a sufficiently powerful illusionist."

When he heard such words, Mo Fan didn't ask again.

After a while, Mo Fan awoke, "Master, am I uncomfortable?"

Explained, "What's wrong?"

"I don't know, it's so uncomfortable."

"Where is it uncomfortable?" Xi Shi carefully looked at Mo Fan from top to bottom, and she had to go through the pulse.

"Here." Mo Fan pointed under the book case.

Explanation: ...

"Master." Mo Fan's eyes were already moisturized, the corners of his mouth were down, and he was aggrieved. "I don't know why, I started to feel uncomfortable when I saw the album."

He released a cough and said, "I'll be fine later."

"But it's been a while."

"Just bear with me."

Mo Fan glanced sadly at the release, picked up another book, but couldn't see it. The scenes in the album appeared clearly in his mind. The more he wanted to forget, the more clearly he remembered.

"Master," Mo Fan was about to cry, "I can't forget."

Explain that since its adulthood, Momo has not been interested in such readings. Even so, I've seen others go crazy.

The juvenile is full of energy and strength. It was normal for me to find such albums shortly after I became an adult.

Speaking of which, this is also an aspect that needs education and guidance, shouldn't he avoid it? Now he's relaxed, but what if the teenager is bewitched by others to do something wrong, or if someone is taking advantage? The teenager is always going downhill to practice.

Explaining the psychological construction and explaining to Mo Fan the great harmony of life.

Mo Fan asked, "Why are there two men in the book?"

"This is astray, Xiao Fanmo has to learn."

"But," Mo Fan snatched a sigh of relief, cautiously, "I dreamed of a man."

Released dumb.

It's the right way to get together with men and women, but there is a lot of understanding of interpretation, and men and women have heard a lot about love. For thousands of years, he was indifferent to heterosexual or homosexual love, and looked very pale.

However, Xiao Fan has just reached adulthood, he always has to guide the other party into the right path. Now it seems that this is what it was born to hear from Mo Fan?

In this case, interpretation is not compulsory. He has seen the opposition and cursing of too many close people. It was supposed to be the object that needed the most understanding and trust from the other side, but it became the most hurtful side. Interpretation is unwilling.

"Whether Xiao Fan likes men or women, Master will support you."

"Thank you, Master," Mo Fan opened his eyes and looked at him, "I like Master most."

The interpreter took it for granted, "when Xiao Fan meets someone he likes, he won't say so."

"No, no matter who he meets, Xiao Fan likes Master most. No, only like Master, Xiao Fan don't like others."

When Bu Shi's heart was warm, "you have this heart."

Suddenly, Mo Fan pouted, "Master, it's still uncomfortable. Master, can you help me? Just like massaging?"

Frequent massages play a key role in the discomfort of the body. At this moment, Mo Fan rightly believes that blame can help him get rid of his pain.

In fact, there are other ways to blame Mo Fan, so that Mo Fan will not be disturbed by him any more. Also, is it necessary to solve this every time?

"Master is not willing to help me?" Mo Fan said disappointed.

Interpretation is the look of disappointment. The practice of illusion does not focus on concealing energy, and there is very little need for interpretation and self-explanation, but he also knows to avoid it, and it is not a good policy to avoid it.

"Master teaches you."

Mo Fan, as explained in the interpretation, moved a little bit through the clothes, but still had no idea, but became more and more uncomfortable, and suddenly the eyes were misty. "

When handing in the book, Mo Fan was worried that the abnormality on her body was discovered by blame, and leaned on the case. At this moment, in order to show the results of his studies, he came out of the case and sat in front of the interpreter.

Every time he practises new techniques, he has to let the interpreter watch.

Shishi tweeted, "This is a private = secret thing, Xiaofan should not do it in front of the teacher. And this matter, you need to take off your clothes."

"But that's not true. How does Master know if I'm doing it right?" Mo Fan didn't realize it. "And in Xiao Fan's heart, Master is the one who can know everything about Xiao Fan."

Interpretation of Mo Fan's interpretation of the word "intimate people" before, but this should not be used in such places.

"The two are different."

"What's different," Mo Fan said arrogantly, "Master will bite words and bully me."

Explanation: ...

No, no, no, how did he answer?

Explaining the work of panic, Mo Fan has already pulled Xia Shang to the base of his legs, revealing the uncomfortable place, "Master, do you think so?"

The slender, white fingers moved back and forth, letting go of the next heartbeat, avoiding his head.

"Xiao Fan, you go to the inner room."

"No," Mo Fan said angrily. "Master, still no way. You don't even help me, Master, Xiao Fan is sad."

Knowing that this person is accustomed to slipping, he still couldn't help but soften his heart, "Teach you only once for the teacher."

Mo Fan nodded, "Okay. Master, I'm so smart, you will teach me once and I will."

Release the stalk.

Regardless of the teaching process, as soon as it was over, the pardon rose and urged Mo Fan to enter the bath room to freshen up. Seeing that Mo Fan was not doing anything, Shi Ji bent down and hugged the person into the bath room, leaving a sentence "get clothes for the teacher" and turned away.

When leaving, the cold figure still looked calm and unhurried, but Mo Fan did not miss the uncle when he got up, and the other party was a little faster than usual.

Behind him, Mo Fan evoked a sly smile.

In the room, Shi Sha took out the clean obscene clothes from the closet, stood still, and did not immediately enter the bathroom.

His fingers clenching the corners of his clothes were a little tight, and for the first time, a distressed look appeared between the eyebrows.

It was because of the atmosphere of the scene, not because he had other thoughts. The relief eyes glided past his foreign place, took a deep breath, and said firmly.

The constant body temperature is slightly hot all year round, and my heartbeat is fast. Released sitting cross-legged, smooth out of control.