the day of marrying a celestial boss

Sang Bai was confused: "Go back, go home?"

He realized belatedly that he had signed a real marriage contract with He Yuan now.

For a while, he was in a complicated mood.

He was lucky that this man happened to be the marriage partner he asked for in heat last night.

But the spouse no longer remembers the entanglement between the two of them last night, they were just fulfilling the orders from the heavens.

Only he himself left touch and marks all over his body, and even the inside of his body was given to him by He Yuan.

……unfair.

But dare to tell the truth.

I was afraid of being punished and killed just now.

Now it's... afraid that his spouse will think he is a frivolous/frivolous demon fox.Whenever you meet a man in a nightclub, you will have courtship and sex.

He bit his lip and thought to himself, it's only a year anyway.In this year's marriage contract, no matter what will happen to the two of them, they must hide what happened last night.

He didn't dare to look at He Yuan, and looked for reasons in a low voice: "But, I still have class today. And...my clothes, books and so on are all in my own home."

He Yuan: "I will arrange to carry your luggage here for you. Your current state is not suitable for going to school and you need to rest."

His voice was slow, without the slightest tone of command.It's just a statement of fact, a faint proposal.

But it's hard to say no.

And Sang Bai was indeed exhausted.

He nodded in a daze, and passed his hand into He Yuan's palm.

The moment the palm touched, he felt the same sense of trance as when He Yuan took him to transfer space last night.

He only heard Ji Mo shouting anxiously in the barrier: "Hey, what should I do, this stinky wolf..."

The sound was interrupted, and the surroundings fell into silence.

Opening his eyes, he has already moved from the barrier at the school gate to a strange place.

Another bedroom.

Bigger and more spacious than last night's hotel.

The smell of spiritual power wafting in the room declared that He Yuan was the master of the bedroom.

The furnishings are simple, with a large and extremely comfortable bed placed in the center of the room.

In front of the bright floor-to-ceiling windows is a brown recliner sofa, and several artistic potted plants are placed on the terrace outside the window.

The scenery outside the window does not see the hustle and bustle of the city. It is like a landscape painting with lush green hillsides and fir forests straight into the clouds.

The environment and furnishings reveal the character of the owner.It is a quiet and enjoyable attitude towards life.

He Yuan let go of his hand, and nodded towards the big central bed.

Go, bed!

Sang Bai's nerves tensed up all over.

What is he going to do.

Wouldn't it be to fulfill the obligations of the spouse? !

Leaving aside that he is extremely weak now, what should He Yuan do if He Yuan saw the marks all over his body left by him last night?

He stood still and didn't dare to move, didn't dare to say the words of refusal, didn't dare to look in his eyes, he was cramped and at a loss.

He Yuan didn't urge him either.

After waiting for a while and seeing that the person didn't move, he raised his hand and stroked his forehead gently.

Sang Bai's body floated up like weightless, and fell into the middle of the soft bed like a feather.

He looked up at He Yuan in astonishment, watching this man who was so powerful that he didn't even have the qualifications to express his own wishes, walking towards him step by step.

He was so nervous that his weight sank into the bed, as if it would allow him to escape.But he could only helplessly see He Yuan sitting down beside him, raising his hand to caress his lower abdomen.

Sang Bai's body tensed fiercely, and the tail pressed against his back was trembling slightly.

"Relax, exhale."

He Yuan finally said the first sentence.

Sang Bai exhaled a long breath, panting quickly.Only then did he realize that he had been holding his breath nervously.

He didn't know He Yuan's intentions, and he didn't dare to ask.He just held the hem of the sweater tightly with both hands, fearing that the marks on his waist would be exposed, and he was even more afraid that the clothes would be lifted by He Yuan.

Although he knew that if He Yuan really touched him, he would have no room to resist and struggle.

He Yuan didn't make unnecessary movements, just pressed his palms on his abdomen.Through the soft fabric of his underwear, he could still feel the heat and slight pressure from He Yuan's palm.

A few seconds passed, and the restless spiritual power concentrated in the spiritual source seemed to be controlled by an invisible force, like a trickle slowly spreading towards the trunk of the body, flowing to the limbs, and injecting into every piece of flesh and blood in the body.

Sang Bai could feel that with every breath, the spiritual power was being absorbed by every cell and became his own.The tired and weak body began to relax, and the tense nerves were relieved.

Sang Bai understood that He Yuan was only helping him use his spiritual power.

He tried his best to behave calmly and naturally, and said, "...Thank you."

He Yuan raised his eyes to look at him, and finally said the longest sentence since the two got along: "Your spiritual power is chaotic, which will consume your energy and physical strength."

"Why can't you control these spiritual powers?"

Sang Bai explained in a low voice: "I, I haven't had time...to recuperate."

He Yuan immediately exposed him: "It is the body's instinct to absorb spiritual power, just like your body absorbs nutrients when you eat and drink."

Sang Bai: "I... I will try my best to learn to control it."

He Yuan looked down at the place where his palm was pressed down: "Has your spiritual source been injured?"

Sangbai is speechless.

In the eyes of this fairy world boss, no matter what excuse he said, it was useless.He is like a transparent person, and his physical defects can be seen clearly.

Sang Bai didn't dare to hide: "...Yes."

He Yuan: "When?"

He Yuan's eyes were downcast, with a soft and bright light.The voice was pleasant and gentle, not at all indifferent and terrifying as when punishing Qi Bo in the enchantment.

With his handsome appearance and impeccable facial features, Sang Bai, who was lying defenseless on the bed, couldn't help but keep his eyes on him and relax.

He explained slowly: "About 100 years ago, I was injured once when I was in Qingdi. When I woke up, I found that I couldn't remember anything."

I only know that there is a huge banyan tree growing outside the cave where he lives, and other monsters have their own families and careers to do, but he has no parents, no brothers and sisters, and lives a lonely life day after day without purpose .

"But don't worry, I can try my best not to leak my spiritual power in front of human beings. I will not do anything to harm human beings."

He pleaded: "You...you let me stay in the human world, okay?"

In fact, he was very guilty, he had already leaked his spiritual power countless times, and he even hurt a human being in ktv that day when he was in heat.If Tianjie intends to investigate, he cannot escape punishment and confinement.

He Yuan was thoughtful, and asked, "What kind of injury did you suffer to lose your memory?"

Sang Bai shook his head and whispered, "I don't remember either."

He Yuan didn't ask any more questions, and gently stroked the boy's abdomen with his palm, inputting his own spiritual power into his body little by little.

Sang Bai smelled the cool breath surrounding his hot body last night, he gradually realized the remoteness and closed his eyes comfortably until he fell into a deep sleep.

In the quiet room, the sleeping boy's breathing sound was exceptionally clear, and his pale and haggard face finally regained some rosiness.

He Yuan raised his hand, and the heavy curtains of the floor-to-ceiling windows were drawn silently, blocking the bright sunshine outside, and the bedroom was dark and quiet.

With another wave of his hand, a thin blanket appeared on Sang Bai's body.

He Yuan walked out of the bedroom, took out his mobile phone and saw the message that was almost swiped by Ji Mo:

[Hehe, I went to check.There is no cutie's marriage contract order in heaven, you wrote it yourself, right? 】

[You disappeared for one night, so you just went to do this matter. 】

【love at first sight?The old cycads didn't bloom as suddenly as you said.How does it feel for the old fox to marry the little Jiaohu by any means? 】

He Yuan ignored the message, and dialed Jimo's phone while walking downstairs, and asked, "A hundred years ago, I went through a catastrophe and fell into trouble in Qingdi. When you picked me up, what was going on around me?"

"That time?"

Ji Mo thought for a while and replied: "There should have been an explosion before your spiritual power was awakened. There are all fallen trees and rocks around you, and a big hole has been blasted out of the mountain."

"Hey, what are you asking for? What does it have to do with cutie?"

He Yuan's footsteps stopped, and he glanced back at the bedroom door where Sang Bai was resting, with a hoarse voice: "Sang Bai saved me when I was in a coma, and I may have injured the spiritual source by my spiritual burst."

"Ah! That's it. The source of spirit is the foundation of the monster race, so it's difficult to get injured." Ji Mo suddenly realized.

He was puzzled and said: "If you want to repay your kindness, you can accept Xiaocuti as a disciple, or even adopt a son."

"Why did you just marry someone? Are you going to break your ten thousand year old law?"

Because, the little fox is greedy for his spiritual power.

He Yuan couldn't help but want to satisfy him when he thought of Sang Bai's greedy way of absorbing spiritual energy in his arms last night.

Naturally, he would not tell Jimo that Sang Bai took the initiative to seduce him last night.

This will make Ji Mo feel that Sang Bai is frivolous.

Although the little fox demon is indeed more frivolous.

Proposing to him so boldly last night, absorbing his spiritual power greedily, and being so proactive...

Now that he knows his identity, he is probably starting to be afraid. The reserved and nervous look just now is completely different from the straightforward and bold one last night.

Really...

He Yuan turned his head to look at the closed bedroom door again. He turned to Jimo on the other end of the phone, and asked inappropriate answers: "In a year, I will take good care of his spiritual source."