Crazy host sweet temptation, cold licking the main god and acting coquettish

"Don't worry, I'm fine, bro."

Si Mo held Song Zhuochen in his arms and tried to coax him for a long time but he didn’t seem to get better. After he forcibly separated them, he found that Song Zhuochen was actually... crying?

The man's eyes were red, and the obvious tear marks on his eyelids hit the softest part of Si Mo's heart.

Indeed, tears are the best medical beauty for men.

Si Mo felt distressed but couldn't help but sigh.

"I am such a bastard!" he thought to himself.

"Oh yeah, I'm not a human either."

Si Mo stepped forward and kissed the corner of Song Zhuochen’s eye. He clearly felt that the person in front of him was stunned for a moment, and there seemed to be some... disbelief in his eyes?

【Ahhhhhh, Chief! !!! Eyes, eyes!!!】

Tuanzi cried out in panic. Si Mo had used up so much of his divine power before that he forgot to put away his true form.

At this moment, in Song Zhuochen's eyes, there was a cold blue light flashing in Si Mo's eyes. The boy had very good eyebrows and eyes, and a tiny red mole at the end of his eye made his face look unusually charming.

But this is not the reaction a normal person would have.

“Hey, hey…”

Si Mo reacted and subconsciously changed back to his original appearance. He felt guilty for a moment, licked his lips and asked, "What's wrong?"

"I told you, brother, a long time ago that I am God, but you didn't believe me at that time."

There was an incomprehensible emotion in his eyes: "Don't like it anymore?"

Si Mo had planned in his mind that if Song Zhuochen showed any fear of him or wanted to escape, he would kill Song Zhuochen immediately. Although he was reluctant to do so, he could restrain himself.

"No," Song Zhuochen was silent for only a second before he said firmly, "I like it."

"Momo, any husband likes it."

Si Mo looked at him for a while before smiling: "Okay."

"I'm a little tired, so my husband, please carry me back."

"it is good."

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As soon as the car stopped at the door of the villa, Si Mo saw a familiar figure, it was the omega who had drugged him.

At this time, the man was kneeling on the cold stone steps, crying out of breath. When he saw Song Zhuochen coming back, he crawled over to him, but stopped when he saw the person in the alpha's arms.

Si Mo glanced at him coldly, while Song Zhuochen jumped past without even looking at him.

The door was closed. The omega knelt from dawn to midnight and his legs had lost all feeling.

A shadow appeared in front of his eyes, and he looked with a glimmer of hope in his heart, but he found that the person coming was not Song Zhuochen, but Si Mo.

"Why is it you!" The omega's face turned pale and he said to Si Mo viciously.

Si Mo lifted his chin with disdain, forcing the omega to raise his head, leaving him no room to break free.

He shook his head lightly and said, "Poor little thing."

"I don't want to do this, but you are really overthinking it."

Si Mo mentioned it casually, and the right to deal with this little O was handed over to him. Song Zhuochen meant, don't dirty his eyes.

Si Mo looked over him and accurately found the medicine bag in his pocket.

The omega widened his eyes, his face full of disbelief: "How could you..."

His mouth was pinched and opened.

Si Mo hissed, "If you keep making noise, I'll cut off your tongue!"

A packet of powder was poured into the omega's mouth. He wanted to vomit immediately, but his body seemed to be out of control and he started to swallow autonomously.

The omega coughed for a long time due to choking, and there was a bloody taste in his throat, but this was not the main issue. The effect of the medicine would take effect soon, and the pain would be a hundred times greater than it was now.

Si Mo clapped his hands, and a group of men came out from behind him. After receiving the signal, they easily carried the struggling omega and walked away. The omega's face was filled with despair and tears burst out again.

"If you like drugs, then I'll make you feel good."

"Hey, hey," Song Zhuochen shouted when he saw this scene from upstairs, "It's cold outside, come in."

……

Before twelve o'clock, someone reported that the omega had died from torture.

"Hubby, compared to others, my physique is still better."

Si Mo nestled in Song Zhuochen's arms, took a deep breath, and looked immersed.

I feel like Song Zhuochen is a small cake, fragrant all over. No, he is even more fascinating than the small cake.

"Well, Ma Ma is the best." Song Zhuochen leaned over and bit the back of Si Ma's neck. His movements were very light, and the grinding of their teeth was like a devout believer kissing his god: "Then let's try tonight and see if we can break the record."

After automatically blocking the following sentence, an idea gradually came to Si Mo's mind.

He is a perfect receiver, Si Mo is fully aware of this, but maybe, he also has the potential to be a great attacker?!

That’s it. He will try in the next dimension…

No, maybe this plane can also do it... hehe.

"What are you thinking about?" Seeing that he was in a daze, Song Zhuochen scratched Si Mo's nose.

"No." After a sudden thought, Si Mo looked at Song Zhuochen and said seriously, "Do you want to see my original appearance?"

"Hmm?" Song Zhuochen was a little nervous, but his inner voice gave a positive answer: "Okay."

Si Mo closed his eyes, and when he opened them again there was the familiar light in his eyes, but without the murderous intent, which made the blue light much clearer, like a crystal clear glass ball.

Two pointed ears appear diagonally above the silver hair that reaches past the ears, giving the appearance of a white fox.

Song Zhuochen couldn't help but reach out and rub it. It felt very good. Si Mo appeared calm on the surface, but the place where his ear was touched turned pink visibly.

"And the tail..."

"Forget that. I'm afraid you—"

Si Mo felt that it was not appropriate to reveal his nine tails now. Even if Song Zhuochen had a strong ability to withstand it, he could not guarantee that he would not be frightened.

Besides, this room cannot be fully opened. The green fox's tail, with all its divine light, is several feet high.

"Hey, I want to see it." Song Zhuochen said.

"Oh…"

Si Mo stopped talking. Song Zhuochen kept pinching his ears. Now he felt very hot and his head was easily led astray.

He held his breath for a moment, and nine tails emerged from his vertebrae, revealing a golden glow like dust.

Si Mo could control the size of the tail, so he reduced it several times so that the tail would appear at a size that was not out of place.

Song Zhuochen was stunned, not because he was scared, but because he was simply amazed.

"Very beautiful." He said, "So you are a fox demon?"

Nine-tailed fox, Song Zhuochen was familiar with this species.

"It's not a demon," Si Mo explained patiently, "It's a fox god. Does Qing Mei Fox know?"

Song Zhuochen stretched out his hand to grab it, but was blocked by Si Mo halfway. He was a little angry and said with a red face: "...You can't touch the tail casually."

If you touch it, you will be responsible for it for life.

"Oh?" Song Zhuochen did not withdraw his hand. Feeling the softness of his palm, he raised his eyebrows and spoke in a low voice: "What if it wraps itself around you?"

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