Fantasy: I Can Extract Genes From All Things

At this time, Jiang Lingxin was shirtless, with her fragrant shoulders bare, leaning on the bed with her back facing Zhuang Hei.

Zhuang Hei held the silver needle in one hand and roasted it back and forth over the fire, while the other hand continued to massage Jiang Lingxin's back, faintly visible, on her back and neck, patches of bruise quietly appeared.

Zhuang Hei took the silver needle, aiming at the bruise on Jiang Lingxin's back and lightly stabbed it.

"puff."

"Hmm~"

Jiang Lingxin let out a soft groan, raised her head subconsciously, her brows furrowed, she only felt the burning pain of her back, as if she had been pierced through her back with a red sword.

"do not move."

Zhuang Hei groaned, and Jiang Lingxin stopped moving, biting the pillow, and resisting the pain on her back.

Sweat, like the early morning exposure, kept coming out of Jiang Lingxin's back, and her smooth back was covered with cold sweat stains.

Zhuang Hei helped Jiang Lingxin dry the sweat on his back, while spinning the pear needles, the cold air in Jiang Lingxin's body was wrapped around the silver needles bit by bit.

Afterwards, Zhuang Hei patted Jiang Lingxin's back fiercely, and a gentle Taoist force was injected into Jiang Lingxin's body along Zhuang Hei's palm.

Jiang Lingxin's throat was sweet, and a cloud of blood was spewed from her mouth with a "wow", and at the same time, the pear needles that stabbed her back also flew out one after another.

Zhuang Hei's hands were quick, and with a big wave, he held the flying pear needles.

I saw a layer of white frost attached to the needle, and the whole needle showed a strange black color, which also showed that the coldness in Jiang Lingxin's body had been smoothly forced out!

Looking at Jiang Lingxin's charming beautiful back, there is no blood or fat on it, only the sweat that has not been dried, making her back look smoother and more attractive.

"What a nice view……"

Perhaps it was because of the accumulation for too long. When he saw Jiang Lingxin lying on the bed unsuspectingly, panting for breath, Zhuang Hei unexpectedly reached out his hand and stroked Jiang Lingxin's back.

"Um...huh..."

Jiang Lingxin trembled and tensed her nerves. At first she thought it was part of the healing process, but after five minutes, Jiang Lingxin began to notice something was wrong. Zhuang Hei's hand kept touching Jiang Lingxin's back and never stopped. the meaning of.

A strange feeling made Jiang Lingxin's consciousness more and more blurred, and there was a strange pleasure in her mind.

"Zhuang Hei... Uncle... not ready yet...?"

Jiang Lingxin's words pulled Zhuang Hei from his desires back to reality, and took her hands back like lightning, and kept admonishing herself: Zhuang Hei, you have to be calm, be calm, or you will really become a beast!

Barely calming down, Zhuang Hei took a deep breath, "Okay, you can put on your clothes."

Jiang Lingxin nodded, slowly raised her body, dried her body, and put on her clothes, but the sticky feeling on her body could not dissipate. Jiang Lingxin was about to get up to take a shower, but was stopped by Zhuang Hei.

"You can't take a shower yet, just lie down with peace of mind."

"All right."

Jiang Lingxin was lying on the bed honestly.

Zhuang Hei came to the kitchen, took off the tormented soup medicine, and brought it to Jiang Lingxin's side.

"Drink the medicine."

Jiang Lingxin looked at this bowl of bitter-smelling Yao, just about to say something, but was preempted by Zhuang Hei: "I won't feed you, drink it myself."

"mean……"

Jiang Lingxin pursed her mouth and murmured a few words, but she drank the medicine honestly.

After drinking the medicine, Jiang Lingxin immediately felt refreshed. The cold feeling he had felt before gradually disappeared, his limbs gradually warmed up, and his body was sweating again.

Zhuang Hei gently pressed Jiang Lingxin's shoulders, motioned her to lie down, covered her with a quilt, and threw the towel on her face.

"It's okay. Don't get out of bed and walk around. Don't lift the quilt even if it is hot. Put the porridge on the bedside. Drink the porridge when you are hungry."

Jiang Lingxin glanced at the steaming porridge on the bed, then looked at Zhuang Hei, who was busy helping her flatten the quilt. Jiang Lingxin mustered up her courage, lifted her body, and left a reddish face on Zhuang Hei's dark face. Hickey.

"Thank you... Zhuang Hei Uncle."

Zhuang Hei froze for three seconds, then immediately stood up and turned his head to the side.

"Neuropathy."

After speaking, he walked quickly towards the door and stopped at the door, "Supper, wait until I come back to prepare."

After speaking, Zhuang Hei closed the door and left.

Although Zhuang Hei even scolded Jiang Lingxin before he left, Jiang Lingxin felt very happy for some reason, especially when he saw Zhuang Hei's flushed cheeks before he left, Jiang Lingxin felt that she was the happiest in the world. woman.

"Zhuang Hei Uncle, thank you, from now on, everything about me belongs to you only."

...

Zhuang Hei didn't know that Jiang Lingxin had made so much determination when he was leaving. At this time, he was outside the house, relying on the door, constantly wiping the hickeys on his face.

"Hey, old man, you can help me see, are there any traces on my face?"

Wumingtian looked at Zhuang Hei’s red face, "Isn’t it nice to have traces? Anyway, you two will be together sooner or later, so it’s better to confess to her earlier, you are a big man, so Tsundere what?"

Zhuang Black and White glanced at Wumingtian, "I think you are as funny as Jiang Xiangwen."

Zhuang Hei picked up the snow on the ground, washed his face vigorously, and then took out the mirror. After confirming that there were no traces on his face, he walked towards the conference room.

...

The meeting room of the Red Fire tribe is located in a blue tent in the northwest corner of the tribe, far away from Zhuanghei's residence. In order not to be late, Zhuanghei had to leave early.

Passing through the streets of the tribe, this is Zhuanghei's second crossing the streets of the Red Fire tribe.

Zhuang Hei walked this street for the first time two months ago. Together with Jiang Lingxin, he was met with cold eyes by Rui on the street, and was even picked up by Jiang Hongyi.

Today, Zhuang Hei is walking alone on the street, and the surrounding Rui's attitude towards Zhuang Hei has changed drastically.

When everyone saw Zhuang Hei, they would respectfully call Zhuang Hei "Four Elder", and some even bow their heads and salute Zhuang Hei.

Zhuang Hei also nodded and smiled in response.

The buildings on the street are full of red Ribbons and lanterns, and many red petals are sprinkled on the ground, which is in sharp contrast with the white snow, making the red more red and more festive.

"Although this Jiang Wensu has a bad personality, he is still very efficient. With such a big hand, I think there should be a lot of Rui come to watch our game when it comes."

While admiring the surrounding lanterns and ornaments, Zhuang Hei walked toward the meeting room, and soon came outside the tent where the meeting room was located.

When the two guards outside the tent saw Zhuang Hei coming, they respectfully saluted Zhuang Hei, "Four Elders, the chief and several Elders have been waiting for you inside for a long time."

Zhuang Hei raised his head slightly, put his hands on his back, strode into the tent.

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