the day of marrying a celestial boss

Sang Bai is in no mood to study.He slowly flipped through the English textbook, peeked at He Yuan and whispered, "Then... can you stay with me?"

During fq, the body will always be in a dry and hot state.But as long as He Yuan gets close, he feels cool and comfortable.

Want to get closer.

I want to hold it if I can.

He recovered quickly.Obviously, when it was just finished, he was only tired of breathing, and after a few hours, he was an energetic little fox again.

And even if there is pain in the process, as long as it is stroked by He Yuan's cool spiritual power, the pain will soon disappear, it is simply a panacea

"Clingy."

He Yuan's tone was helpless.

But he put a table in front of the recliner for Sang Bai to learn to use, and sat next to him with a tablet-like thing dedicated to the fairy world to handle the business of the three worlds.

Sang Bai was scratching and writing English words silently on the paper, but his eyes drifted to He Yuan from time to time, and he asked tentatively, "You were in such a hurry to get out just now, what happened?"

He Yuan let out an 'um' and continued to work.

Sang Bai sidetracked: "My classmate just sent me a message saying that something happened in school during morning exercises. Several teachers and students were injured."

"Did you encounter anything when you went to school to help me get homework materials?"

The rosy-faced young man secretly looked at He Yuan, with a sly gleam in his eyes.

He Yuan smiled lowly, stretched out his hands to pinch the fox's ears, and asked, "What are you talking about? What do you want to know?"

"I... I'm just curious."

Sang Bai rolled his eyes: Why can't He Yuan hide anything!

He Yuan smiled and pinched him again: "Your school hid a half-demon, which suddenly went berserk and hurt someone this morning."

"It just so happens that you didn't go to school today. With your curiosity, you must come over to watch the fun. What if you get hurt by him?"

"Can the half-demon hurt me?"

Sang Bai is dissatisfied that He Yuan underestimated his strength.

"If I were in school, I would at least use an enchantment to trap Guan Hao and prevent him from hurting others."

"By the way, I can still ask Ge Rong to erase the memory of everyone present."

As soon as he finished speaking, he met Shang Heyuan with meaningful eyes.

Sang Bai immediately shut up, lay down on the table with a guilty conscience and picked up the English textbook to cover his face.

Fool!Even get carried away, do not call themselves.

"come over."

He Yuan's half-ordering, half-smiling voice sounded beside him.

Sang Bai leaned towards He Yuan slowly, and obediently tilted his head with fox ears into his arms.

Immediately afterwards, a pair of fluffy ears were grabbed and gently rubbed, and at the same time they were 'tortured' by He Yuan:

"Tell me, how many people's memories have you erased with Ge Rong?"

Sang Bai: "Also... not many people, just occasionally... I haven't hurt anyone, really."

The place where the fox's ears connect to the hair root is the most sensitive place, and every time He Yuan draws a semicircle along the ear root with his fingertips, it is the most itchy and uncomfortable time.

He Yuan also noticed this, but deliberately caressed gently and slowly.

Especially looking at the itchy, trembling teenager in his arms, who didn't know how to escape, aroused some evil desires in him.

"So you think you also purified my memory of that night?"

He Yuan leaned close to the slightly trembling fox ears, blowing the soft white fluff with his soft and deep voice with breath.

"Then do you know that Ge Rong's purification has no effect on immortals?"

The gentle stroking of the fingertips is also the most delicate torture.

Sang Bai itched until his voice trembled: "I now...know."

He Yuan snorted lightly, and continued to whisper in his ear: "So bad, yet so naughty."

Sang Bai thought that He Yuan was still angry about that incident, and immediately hugged He Yuan with a cold heart: "This matter...how can we count it?"

His voice trembled, and his shoulders trembled, as if crying.

He Yuan stopped 'punishing' and lowered his head to kiss the soft white hair on the top of his head, coaxing: "Okay, I won't mention it in the future."

Sang Bai lay in He Yuan's arms and panted for a long time before he recovered, but he was still unwilling to get up, and curiously asked about the half-demon again.

"I've been in the same school for so long, why didn't I realize that Guan Hao is a half-demon?"

He Yuan looked at the English textbook that was still on the ground, helplessly patted the back of the little fox in his arms, and patiently explained:

"The spiritual sources of half-demons are immature. It is difficult to distinguish whether they are human beings or half-demons if they are not inspected deeply with spiritual power."

"Besides, a half-demon can't control the spiritual source, and if it goes mad, it will lose its mind, go mad and hurt people."

He Yuan sighed: "That's why the Three Realms don't allow demons and humans to combine privately. They give birth to half-demons, which will probably bring disaster to humans and the Three Realms."

He patted Sang Bai on the back again, and warned: "In the future, you are not allowed to contaminate humans easily."

"How could I?"

Sang Bai got a little annoyed, got up from He Yuan's arms and complained: "How can you look at me like that? Am I that kind of casual demon?"

He Yuan remained silent, and looked at him with his head tilted, with a self-evident smile in his eyes.

Sang Bai lost all confidence: "That night was because of you, you..."

"You are good-looking, and your spiritual power is also very fragrant, so I... just courted you."

He said earnestly: "When I begged, I was sincere."

He Yuan agreed in a good mood: "You have a good eye."

Sang Bai paused for a while, then suddenly opened his mouth and asked: "Since you have agreed to the marriage contract, that means you are willing to be with me...isn't it?"

He Yuan nodded.

"That……"

Sang Bai became cautious again: "Then... will our marriage contract really be broken after one year?"

He Yuan's expression froze, his eyes darkened, and he clenched his hands a little bit unnoticed.

Then he raised his eyes and asked: "Why? You are not satisfied for a year? How long do you want to occupy the spiritual power of the ancient fairy?"

Sang Bai lowered his head, sat aside and asked softly: "Then...will you raise other little monsters in a year's time?"

He Yuan: "No."

Sang Bai: "Then what if you meet a cuter little monster courting you, you...will you agree?"

He Yuan: "No!"

Then why...don't you continue to support me?

Sang Bai really wanted to ask that question, but couldn't.

He can't be too sentimental, like what He Yuan said: Isn't it enough for a year?

How could he, a little demon, dare to miss Xianjun's whole life.

However, thinking that the life with He Yuan would end in one year, Sang Bai suddenly felt as if he was being blocked, and his breathing became uncomfortable.

He took He Yuan's hand, opened his mouth and bit his index finger.But he didn't use any force, just biting lightly, the soft tip of his tongue tentatively licked it, and then let go.

Then he picked up the English textbook and shrank aside with a blushing face, pretending to be endorsing it.

"Sang Bai."

He Yuan called him softly.

He deliberately ignored it and buried his head in the textbook.

After half a minute, he noticed that He Yuan was sitting behind him, clasped his waist with his hands, and he fell into He Yuan's embrace with a little force from those warm palms.

The cool spiritual power immediately approached and surrounded the whole body.

Sang Bai was awkward: "I...I still have to recite the text."

"Back."

He Yuan hid one hand in his pajamas, making some gentle movements, but his voice was low and commanded: "Recite this article in half an hour."

The textbook in Sang Bai's hand was almost shaken, instinctively shrunk his shoulders, breathed hard, and muttered: "I... Immortal, Immortal..."

He Yuan interrupted him in a low voice, serious and ruthless: "If you can't recite it, you will be punished."

The fox tail was pulled out, and the soft white fluffy hair covered He Yuan's other hand underneath, only Sang Bai knew what that hand was doing.

The textbook was completely toppled over, and Sang Bai was lying on top of it, looking at a paragraph of English words, unable to pronounce a single sound.

~

Guan Hao's disposal required He Yuan to give orders in person, and he had to leave home again.

Sang Bai wants to see Guan Hao.

He pulled He Yuan's sleeve and asked in a low voice: "Take me with you, okay? You won't suffer alone with me."

He Yuan slipped his hand into the man's collar skillfully, squeezed it, and asked, "Why is it uncomfortable?"

Sang Bai didn't hide, and acted like a baby on purpose: "I feel uncomfortable when I don't see you, and I want to follow you all the time."

"Can you go out like this?"

He Yuan took it out, and carefully buttoned Sang Bai's shirt to cover the marks on his chest, coaxing: "I'll be back soon, bear with it."

Sang Bai: "...I can't bear it. You take me there, okay, I promise I won't make any trouble for you."

The gentle young man tugged at his sleeve, pleading in a low voice and acting coquettishly, making one's heart soften.

It's just that he doesn't want others to see Sang Bai's appearance.

The fox demon in fq, every move, every look is full of charm.With a calm heart, he wanted to embrace him at a glance, occupying every bit of him.

What will others think when they see it.

That's why he trapped him in this bedroom, deliberately preventing any outsiders from seeing his little fox.

Seeing that He Yuan still didn't let go, Sang Bai pretended to be angry with his mouth curled up: "I've been imprisoned by you for three days, and I'm almost suffocated. If you don't let me out again, I... will ignore you."

He Yuan: "...Okay."

Sang Bai was overjoyed, his eyes lit up immediately.

He Yuan rubbed him helplessly: "But you can't go out like this."

"I know, I'll dress formally."

Sang Bai ran to change clothes, but just after two steps, the tall and thin boy disappeared suddenly, and the pajamas on his body fell to the floor.

Under the pajamas, a bulging ball kept wriggling, and finally the head of a little white fox emerged.

The little fox's eyes were full of doubts: How did he transform, did He Yuan do it?

In the human form of Sangbai, he is thin and tall, but in the real fox form, he squats on the ground with his head only reaching He Yuan's knees

He Yuan squatted on the ground and looked at the small group of snow-white foxes, his eyes were full of gentle smiles.He stretched out his hand to scratch the little fox's pointed jaw, and said:

"Just go out with me like this, okay?"

Sang Bai was dissatisfied, and said, "You brought a little fox with you when you went to work, wouldn't that be more eye-catching?"

"of course not."

He Yuan stroked his body with his hands, and his fingertips flickered with spiritual power.

In an instant, everything Sang Bai saw was getting bigger and getting farther away from him.

Then, he found himself squatting in He Yuan's palm.He Yuan's handsome face was infinitely magnified before his eyes.

Sang Bai stared at himself and the surrounding reference objects: He was not only beaten back to his original shape by He Yuan, but also made him smaller.

Just like a little hamster!

Where should he put the face of a [-]-year-old fox.

He Yuan smiled and said, "In this way, no one will see you."

Sang Bai was bouncing on his palm, and complained loudly: "It's so small, it's not convenient for me to see people."

He Yuan asked back: "Who do you want to see, don't you just want to follow me?"

Sang Bai: ...

He suspected that He Yuan knew his purpose.

What's more, he was actually stuffed into the pocket of his suit by He Yuan, and the surrounding area was completely dark.

Sang Bai grabbed his pocket and got out, showing his little head, noisy: "I don't want it in my pocket, I can't see anything in the dark. What am I going out for?!"

Because it became smaller, even the voice that shouted with all of its strength was still a small and cute voice.

He Yuan smiled all over his face: "Be good, let's go."

Mulberry: %￥*&*&%￥#&&*%

He Yuan flicked his fingers lightly, and the noisy miniature white fox that was on the edge of the pocket fell into the pocket again with a 'plop'.