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

How could there be someone who was stimulated by the misty illusion and then temporarily unable to get up? !

Si Mo was also shocked after knowing this. He wanted to laugh, but he didn't dare to.

So in the past few days, Luo Yuheng truly felt what a fatal temptation was.

Si Mo wears it every day... and sways it in front of him intentionally or unintentionally!

The little fox finally vented his anger for letting this boy treat him like that in the past.

Shouldn't we make good use of this opportunity and make him never forget it?

So, in a place where no one could see her, the little fox hooked Luo Yuheng's waist, sat on his legs and rubbed against him intentionally or unintentionally: "Ah Heng, why are you blushing again?"

He blew air onto Luo Yuheng's neck, and the temperature was extremely hot.

"Master, if you seduce me again, you will get burned."

Luo Yuheng put one hand on his waist and pinched it lightly.

The next second, he took advantage of no one's attention and bit those pink and thin lips.

The little fox was suffocated by the kiss and didn't notice at all that he was brought to the Yaochi.

The semi-transparent clothes clung to the skin after entering the water, and the perfect and graceful curves were faintly visible, all of which were grasped in Luo Yuheng's hands.

"Um...what are you doing?" Si Mo's breath was still a little uneven, but he was provoked by Luo Yuheng and he immediately restrained himself from shouting.

Luo Yuheng lowered his eyes hidden under his long eyelashes. His clear gaze was like glass beads immersed in ice and snow, reflecting the only red plum blossom in the heavy snow.

"Master is not much better. He hurts the enemy by a thousand and loses eight hundred of his own." He chuckled, his magnetic and hoarse voice captivating.

Realizing what he was referring to, Si Mo's face instantly flushed.

He just turned his head and tried to break free from Luo Yuheng's arms when his waist was held down.

Si Mo was lifted out of the water by Luo Yuheng and sat on the edge of the rock. He saw someone slowly going down...

"I'll help Master."

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The mortal world, Bluestone City.

The morning light was just breaking, and a dense rain had just fallen on the long alley, but the air was not dull at all. The bluestone slabs were wet, and water droplets were dripping from the eaves.

The doors of the shops on both sides of the street were shiny from being soaked by moisture, and the sound of dawn bells floated in the distance.

As the New Year's Eve approaches, the guys at the steamed bun and pancake shops don't even yawn and start shouting before dawn.

"Oh, it's Chang Ni."

Two young men, with thin backs like bamboo and dressed in snow-white clothes, stood side by side on the street.

From behind, they look so well matched that others would envy them.

Luo Yuheng had a fine white jade crown in his hair, and standing under the eaves he looked more like a god than the real god next to him.

Normally he liked to wear black clothes, because material of that color would not be noticed even if he was beaten to pieces. Today, he followed Si Mo's advice and changed into a white suit that matched his master very well.

The effect is unexpectedly beautiful.

After a light rain, a beautiful color streaked across the sky.

The little fox took a deep breath, smelling fresh.

"Wasn't this kind of scene very common in Ziyun Peak before?" Si Mo said in a vague accent, walking in front while holding a candied haws and a glutinous rice ball in his arms.

"That's different." Luo Yuheng retracted his gaze and took the thing that his foodie master couldn't hold.

“This is the first time we’ve watched it together, just us.”

After hearing this, Si Mo turned around and looked at him. The young man's eyebrows and eyes were like swords, which contained deep and lasting love.

He smiled at Luo Yuheng, took a few steps back and took his hand: "I will watch it with Ah Heng from now on."

We still have many firsts.

The corners of Luo Yuheng's mouth curved up, and the strength of his clasped fingers increased a little more.

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