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

Wang Xu was shocked by his body's reaction and fainted. Jiang Yuhan was afraid to get close to him, so she didn't catch him quickly and missed the best opportunity. Wang Xu fell to the ground with a bang, and his head hit the wooden floor with a thud.

No one cared. Si Mo was unwilling to waste time on unimportant people. He took the red rabbit upstairs and returned to his room.

There was only one man left who could move freely. Hu Zhi didn't want to care about it at first, but when he saw Jiang Yuhan looking at him for help, he was about to say something but stopped. Finally, he couldn't bear it and worked with her to carry Wang Xu to the second floor.

As a result, Wang Xu woke up just after he put the person at the stairs. He seemed to have no memory of what had just happened and looked at the two of them blankly.

Because she had just cried, there were still traces of tears on Jiang Yuhan's cheeks, and she looked extremely haggard.

Now that she saw her boyfriend woke up, her eyes were filled with joy. Tears suddenly burst out and she rushed over to hug Wang Xu.

"Baby...what's wrong with you?"

Wang Xu was stunned. He hugged the woman back and asked carefully, "You are not angry with me anymore, are you?"

"Why are you angry... You are still wondering if I am angry even though you are in this state, are you stupid!?"

Jiang Yuhan yelled angrily, and the two of them reconciled.

Wang Xu just breathed a sigh of relief and hadn't figured out what was wrong with him when his eyes suddenly fell on his right hand which had lost all feeling. He almost fainted on the spot again.

"..."

Hu Zhi carried the person upstairs and watched such a turbulent love scene. He was speechless but didn't say anything. He turned around and walked towards his own room.

Wang Xu endured the palpitations in his heart, and with his pale face, he tried to comfort Jiang Yuhan that this injury was nothing to worry about, and said, "Baby, you won't dislike me for breaking up with me, right?"

After getting a negative answer, he hugged Jiang Yuhan and whispered something mysteriously into the woman's ear, completely forgetting what the housekeeper had said before. The woman was kissed and her face blushed with shame.

Said: "Okay, I'll wait for you..."

— —

The alarm bell rang at twelve o'clock in the middle of the night. Bright lights were on in every room, but there was no switch in the room.

It was indeed difficult to fall asleep in such an environment, but thinking of the rule the housekeeper had mentioned before, that people who stayed up late might see bad things, Hu Zhi pulled the quilt over his head to block out the light and tossed and turned in restlessness.

Under the porcelain-white light, the silver-haired boy lay sideways, with half of his face resting on the soft pillow, his cheek slightly sunken, his eyes closed calmly, his warm neck smooth and slender, just like a porcelain doll made of colored glaze.

The basket on the bedside table was covered with gauze. Something moved silently underneath, and a pair of blood-red eyes looked even more eerie in the darkness.

Snap —

The red rabbit jumped off the cabinet and landed smoothly on the ground. Because it had no weight, it made no sound at all.

It moved to the closed wooden door, and the light shone on the side of the red rabbit but there was no shadow.

On the other hand, a light shadow fell and covered it completely. The red rabbit looked up silently at the man who had appeared in the room. The man moved his left index finger to his mouth and raised a particularly evil and beautiful smile.

— —Shh.

After a few dozen seconds, as if it understood what the man was doing, the red rabbit nodded, turned into a wisp of dark mist, and slipped out from the half-open door.

The door closed again, and the charming and handsome man slowly approached the bedside, tilted his head slightly as if to examine the young man, his eyes lingering on the boy's face.

From the high nose bridge, the light pink lips, and finally the curve that sinks into the jaw to the cool earlobes.

He seemed to tease Si Mo with his eyes.

The man took action. He walked over and raised his hand to cover the corners of the boy's eyes. His movements were very gentle. The tip of his thumb gently stroked the skin under his palm, feeling the length of each of Si Mo's eyelashes.

In his sleep, Si Mo's eyelashes trembled slightly and his breathing became heavier.

When the person on the bed fell into a deep sleep again, the air was filled with the faint scent of ice roses.

He leaned down, covered him with half of his palm, and his thumb fell from the corner of his eye to the red lips. Feeling Si Mo's steady breathing seemed to give him a strange sense of satisfaction.

The two were only ten centimeters apart. The man lifted Si Mo's chin, and the boy's lips opened and closed slightly.

'...'

This action seemed to open up a new world. The man raised his eyebrows in surprise, and his ink-black eyes looked down at Si Mo's face.

'...'

During the passionate cuddling, the silver-haired boy on the bed did not really open his eyes, but his eyelashes trembled violently. As his body temperature rose, he unconsciously hummed fragmented bytes in his throat.

For some reason, he could never wake up from this dream.

The back of the man opposite him in the dream was hazy, but Si Mo felt that it was his Xuan Qi. Even if he changed into any form, he was always his...

Because the little fox smelled a fragrance that was unique to him, it was his favorite scent lingering in his nostrils.

The man paused for a moment and said:

'...'

Then, he casually wiped the water on the corner of the boy's lips.

Then he bent down completely, and gave the boy a tender and affectionate kiss as he half-raised his chin.

"..."

Si Mo's breathing was uneven and he opened his eyes for half a second under the strong light. His ice-blue pupils were full of watery light. The small mole drawn by thick ink at the end of his eye was particularly alluring at this moment, adding a touch of bright color to his flushed face.

But it was only for a second, because the next moment his eyes were blocked by a pair of hands with shallow teeth marks. The man's pink knuckles pressed on the mole on Si Mo's eyelid, and he leaned over and bit the boy's exposed collarbone.

That night, the hornworm felt both real and fake, just like being able to clearly sense a cold black snake crawling around in a dream.

'...'

But Si Mo could not open his eyes. He seemed to have turned into a rich and delicious dinner, allowing the eater to roughly scrape it with a knife and fork, and then enjoyably roll it into the stomach with the tip of the tongue.

All the bones in his body were numb, as if he had a fever and was being roasted by the scorching heat until dawn. He had just recovered from the illness, and the feeling afterwards was particularly refreshing.

— —

Today, the villa was greeted by an unusually dazzling light that had not been seen for a long time. Under the bright sunshine, the halo of the incandescent lamp in the house was covered up and became non-existent.

Si Mo's body has become clean and refreshed, but there are always some indelible traces left.

“Hiss—”

His brows were twisted into a clear "川" shape, and he supported his almost broken waist to sit up. He didn't know how much he was awake when there was a sudden noise outside the door.

Meng Rui's shrill voice cut through the tranquility of the early morning. She didn't know what she saw, but she was frozen in place and forgot to run.

“Ahhhhhh! Someone’s dead!!!”