Fast time travel: The sick and paranoid villains all spoil me

The little succubus was very generous, he was reluctant to eat it, but gave him a big piece.

Mu Qing doesn't like sweets, but she still took it and ate it.

"Is it delicious?" She looked at him expectantly.

"It's delicious, you can eat it too."

Sure enough, the little succubus couldn't bear the greed, looked at him, and then at the oil paper bag in his arms.

In the end, I took a small piece out and took a bite.

After a while, Mu Qing saw that her eyebrows were crooked, she held her cheeks and began to giggle.

It's so coaxing.

The two stayed in the inn at night.

It was the first time for the little succubus to go out, and she felt fresh and curious about everything, even staying in a hotel could make her smile.

It's just that there is no Lingquan Pool here, so Mu Qing has to spend more energy to suppress the demon energy.

After some torture, the little succubus was drenched in sweat.

She leaned weakly in his arms, her thin underwear slightly opened.

Mu Qing happened to see it, and looked away uncomfortably.

After a while, he reached out and covered her skirt.

Then cast a cleansing spell on her, and then turned back to her room.

Not long after she closed her eyes, Mu Qing saw the little succubus again in her dream.

"Hey, there are people here, who are you?"

"Mu Qing."

"Mu Qing? That sounds so familiar."

Mu Qing didn't speak.

This is his dream, and it can be regarded as in his consciousness.

The consciousness and the soul are connected, once damaged, the internal injury will be hard to heal, and the death will be the worst.

Therefore, defenses will be made against foreign intruders.

Therefore, every time the little succubus entered his dream, he would forget his appearance and the purpose of coming in.

He transformed into a spiritual spring pool and reached out to the little succubus.

"Jiaojiao, come here."

Hearing him call her name, the little succubus looked at him half surprised and half shy.

"Why do you know my nickname?"

Mu Qing was stopped.

Because he didn't know her name, only her nickname.

Just as she didn't know how to explain it, her attention was diverted.

"what is this?"

"Spirit spring."

"What are you doing?"

"Healing."

"Are you hurt?"

"You were hurt."

Seeing her asking non-stop, Mu Qing simply went over and dragged her into the pond.

The little succubus was dragged in foolishly, paddling the water with her feet curiously.

Due to the frequent soaking in spiritual spring water in her dreams, her body instinctively knew to activate her cultivation to channel spiritual energy.

Therefore, Mu Qing found that she was suddenly useless.

But it was probably because he took her to soak in every dream before, so the little succubus came over by herself and stuck to him.

Mu Qing paused, but still rested her palm on her waist, and used her own celestial power to heal her damaged tendons due to the impact of devil energy.

"It's so comfortable."

She hugged him automatically, but both of them were standing, so there was something wrong with hugging him like this.

It didn't take long for the little succubus to become restless.

Move here, rub against there, toss endlessly on his chest.

"Jiaojiao."

"I don't feel well."

She hummed.

People who said they were comfortable not long ago, this time they said they were uncomfortable.

Just like the sky in June, it can change as it changes.

Mu Qing sighed helplessly, picked her up and walked to the pool to sit down.

This time the little succubus finally stopped.

Because Mu Qing was sitting on his back, the little succubus could just rest his chin on his shoulder.

Her eyes rolled around a few times.

"Mu Qing, why is it always dark here?"

"Because this is a dream."

"Oh."

After a while.

"Then why is your dream dark? Are you lonely?"

Mu Qing paused slightly.

Then he asked softly, "Why do you say that?"