Two B-level people died today, and Jiang Que went to deal with it.

Because he was trapped in the room by the demon-locking magic circle, Yin Chuan was sleeping on his bed when he came back.

He was sleeping in the green clothes, curled up with his back to the door, his long hair spread out behind him, his body lying on his side, the hem of his clothes outlining his ups and downs of his figure.

Jiang Que raised his hand to disperse the demon-locking formation, then walked into the room with a calm expression and sat down beside the bed.

The room is not big, about a square shape. The bed is placed at the foot of the entrance, against two walls. At the end of the bed is a wardrobe and a laundry basket, and nothing else.

Yin Chuan was sleeping with his back facing outside. Jiang Que sat over to him, stroked a strand of his long hair that was hanging on the bed behind him, and rolled it in his hand.

Yinchuan felt a little itchy.

When he woke up in a daze, he saw a stern-faced man kneeling at his feet. He looked serious and pious, and reached out to pick up his clothes layer by layer as if he was doing some experiment.

After seeing him wake up, the man put his hands on his chest and rubbed it.

The man's hands did not have human body temperature and were very cold. Yin Chuan frowned and snorted, then put his hand on the man's arm.

"grown ups……"

Before he could say anything, the man leaned over and kissed him.

“My Lord God, don’t you want to?” The man’s voice was mellow, echoing softly in his ears, constantly bewitching him.

Yin Chuan wanted to refuse stubbornly, but nodded under the man's skill, and in return he got the man's satisfied smile.

Yin Chuan slowly raised his arms around his neck and responded passionately.

As they kissed, small green buds popped out from their heads.

Jiang Que kissed Yin Chuan's head while looking at the green buds on his head growing longer and longer, slowly growing into small green vines that spread across the bed.

Jiang Que had never seen such a situation before and kept staring at it with curiosity.

Wo fun!!

He really sprouts!!

never seen it.

Feeling so awesome!

Reaching out and pulling down Yinchuan's trousers, green buds began to grow again.

He put his hand in to touch him, and as Yin Chuan's breathing paused, the buds grew faster and soon spread to the ground.

It was not until Jiang Que's hands became thick that the tiny green vines began to bloom with small white flowers.

Jiang Que was happy.

This wife...

Looks like fun.

"grown ups……"

Yin Chuan was breathing rapidly. He lay on the bed, staring at the man lying on top of him with his slender peach blossom eyes. His vision gradually became clear again.

The man had something he had just given away in his hand. Maybe he had never seen it before or what, but he touched it up and down with his fingers, sniffed it twice with the tip of his nose, and then there was disbelief in his eyes, and he spread his fingers in front of Yin Chuan.

"God, it tastes like grapes."

Grape spirit Yinchuan: “…”

So perverted!

You must be crazy!!

Yin Chuan calmed down his emotions, and after he was done, he pushed the person off him: "Master, you're back so soon? I thought you would have to wait a few days."

As he spoke, he put his clothes back on layer by layer.

Jiang Que was pushed away and sat on the bed, but he was not angry.

His eyes were fixed on the green tender vine that had not yet been retracted.

The young vines were so tall that they covered his black hair and grew from the top of his head to the ground, with small white flowers on them.

She was wearing green clothes, and the color of the teardrop mole at the end of her eye deepened because of the release just now. Every move she made, every time she looked up at people, her eyes were lively and charming, like a beautiful, temperamental wild elf in the mountains who could absorb people's energy.

It makes people especially... miss the sun.

Qiao Jiangque stared at his hair.

When Yin Chuan felt the gaze, he glanced at the tender vine buds with small white flowers on the ground. Suddenly, he raised his lips and smiled charmingly, hooked Jiang Que's finger to touch the tender vine hair behind him.

She gently moved her body closer to Jiang Que, leaning her face against his chest and letting him hold her.

"Do you like it, my Lord? It's because of you that the flowers bloomed."

The more he likes it, the more excited he becomes, and even shyness will accelerate his growth.

It is blooming now, and if we continue doing this, it will probably bear fruit soon.

Yinchuan has never tried it, so he doesn't know which one is sweeter, the fruits grown under these conditions or those grown naturally.

Thinking about it now... I'm still a little excited.

This is the first time I am so eager to bear fruit.

Jiang Que leaned against the wall, half-hugging Yin Chuan, who was half-dressed. His fingers were not only filled with Yin Chuan's thick fluid, but also with the green tender vines that had grown because of him. There were small white flowers on the vines that had only bloomed at that time. The two mixed together, and Jiang Que's eyes gradually darkened.

He has a bold idea.

But it's easy to get beaten.

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