Tigers ban coveting

Ling Junhan put his index finger against the tiger's head and asked in a low voice, "What are you doing?"

The soft fluff brushed against the forearm, itching.

"You just touched my head, and then you changed back, touch me back!"

Duan Wuxin didn't care about it, and acted crazily, until the hair on his forehead was rubbed with static electricity, and he continued to play tricks.

Seeing that the man didn't move, rubbing from his arms to his thighs, he wished he could turn over and roll around.

He has only one wish now, and quickly change it back.

What a majestic and majestic little white tiger, he is no longer a man, he should be whoever he loves.

Isn't he good as a human being?

Ling Junhan glanced at his hands, then at the furry tiger's head, convinced that it was unlikely to be due to this reason.

Before, he liked to pull his ears when he had nothing to do, and he didn't see anything that subverted his views.

But the opportunity is in front of us, and it is fleeting.

He moved his hands a little distance away, and after a while, he held the handle and said, "Yes, you can act like a baby first."

As soon as the voice fell, thinking of the barb on the tip of the tongue, he added: "Don't lick it."

Round eyes stare, this is simple.

"Aww." Duan Wuxin rolled his head and turned his legs to the sky, acting cute and clumsy.

Tigers act like a baby, that's all they can do.

Ling Junhan didn't know whether to laugh or cry, he thought to himself, Duan Yongnian named him really well.

Duan Wuxin is really heartless, with a heart bigger than the sky.

He flexed his knuckles, clasped the little white tiger's head, and jokingly said, "Are you still going? Home is everywhere?"

"Don't leave, I was born as a member of the Marshal's Mansion, and I will die as the soul of the Marshal's Mansion."

Duan Wuxin is very well-behaved at the moment, and responds to what she says.

Ling Junhan took advantage of the situation to discipline the disobedient little animal: "No, you always turn your face and deny people. Just talk about it, I don't believe you."

He took out the communicator, clicked on the video mode, and taught: "Record a video and leave a proof."

Duan Wuxin was convinced, this man is full of tricks!

But at this moment, he needs others, and his greatest advantage is that he can bend and stretch.

Facing the round camera, he had a docile expression like a little daughter-in-law, and his tone was very cute: "What do you want to say?"

Ling Junhan thought carefully and helped him organize his words: "Whether it's a human or a tiger, they all stay by Ling Junhan's side, and they will never leave them in life and never abandon them in death."

Realizing that this was a bit too serious, the legal category was considered illegal imprisonment, and he relaxed the limit, "Forget it, just say that you have to stay with me until there is no reasonable reason. Focus on it, especially after changing people."

At least this time, he uttered harsh words, and if he sneaked away quietly next time, he didn't know where to look for it.

Not to mention that he promised Duan Yongnian to take good care of him, but on a deeper level, he was also reluctant to let Duan Wuxin go from his side.

The boy's face in his mind overlapped with the round tiger's face in front of him.

At first glance, they don't look much alike, but they all reveal a similar energy, fierce breasts, very cute.

He asked, "Is this statement acceptable?"

Duan Wuxin exclaimed, you think I'm stupid!Isn't this a bond of prostitution!

What is a reasonable reason? A marshal pretending to be domineering doesn't mean he has the final say on everything.

The little white tiger struggled in his heart, vacillating between freedom and good luck.

It's also strange, fate goes round and round, why does he always ask for Ling Junhan.

To sum up, this person is probably his nemesis.

What the barrage said last time was correct, Ling Junhan was pua him.

Not only the scumbag, but also the beast, grasping his handle tightly.

I clearly knew that there was a trap in front of me, so I didn't even look back and jumped into it.

With the tiger's paw facing upwards, revealing three short fingers, he swore without sincerity: "I, Duan Wuxin, will never leave without permission. Ling Junhan told me to go left, but I will never go right. Even if I change back into a human form, I will not sneak around." run."

He added more oil and vinegar to complete the statement, his ears perked up, and he glanced at Ling Junhan proudly.

How about it, is it sincere enough?

Ling Junhan raised his eyebrows lightly, nodded in agreement, and quickly saved the video for backup.

"Okay, can I touch it now?" Duan Wuxin looked at those hands eagerly, with two paws grasping the quilt, extremely nervous.

One is born, the second is cooked.

Come on, let me enjoy the joy of being a lucky boy.

"Okay, try." Ling Junhan had no choice but to gently put his hand on his head and knead it back and forth.

One time, two times, three times...

The fingertips sank into the fluffy hair, very soft.

Time was slow, and Duan Wuxin stared at his long tail wholeheartedly, with some doubts.

The slender coil was coiled on the bed without any movement.

Touched and touched, rubbed and rubbed, why hasn't it disappeared?

"To be more important, I'm not afraid of pain." Duan Wuxin said ruthlessly.

As long as you act hard, you can always become a human.

Ling Junhan didn't answer, he already knew that it was impossible to switch so easily.

I thought to myself, it is impossible for me to bald your hair.

However, he still obeyed his will.

The five fingers were embedded in the hair, and it was ravaged/ravaged again, and everything remained as usual.

Duan Wuxin wondered, Tiger Claw patted the mattress, very dissatisfied: "What's going on?"

"It can't be changed." Ling Junhan withdrew his hand and wiped off the white hair on his fingertips, "It can't be that simple."

"You knew it a long time ago?" Duan Wuxin was so angry that his ears pricked up, and even his tail drooped in frustration.

Only now did he realize that he was molested again and again.

Trash, shameless, scum, Duan Wuxin cursed over and over in his heart.

Ling Junhan hummed, and shamelessly admitted: "I know."

"Then you still ask me to record a video!" Duan Wuxin exasperated, stretched out a tiger paw and patted his chest.

The force is very fierce, purely venting anger.

Ling Junhan coughed from the sudden attack and almost died on the spot.

He covered his heart and calmed down: "Okay, let me help you figure out how to change, okay?"

As she spoke, she wanted to pinch his ear to flatter her.

Duan Wuxin's face was full of wariness, and he took three steps back, refusing to let anyone touch him: "I don't believe you anymore."

"Really, how about I record a video for you too?" Ling Junhan shook the communicator in his hand.

Duan Wuxin can't talk to others, so she can only turn her back to pretend to be cool, and doesn't bother to talk to you.

Ling Junhan smiled, bowed his head and sent a message to Meng Yusen.

He gave a rough overview of the situation before and after, and asked for advice from professional researchers.

Waiting online, how the little white tiger transforms into a human being, very urgent.

Meng Yusen replied quickly, with four simple and clear words: the scene reappeared.

In other words, what went through at that time, do it again in the same situation.

Maybe, you can find the conditions to change into a human being, or get the desired result.

Ling Junhan felt reasonable and fell into deep thought.

Human transformation is always related to hormones, maybe something happened that night stimulated him.

The chaotic screams are recalled in my mind, tension, blood, blades...

Assassinate.

Maybe it has something to do with the sudden assassination.

At that time, Duan Wuxin's behavior was completely different from his usual reaction. It was because his mood fluctuated too much, or he was stained with that person's blood.

You don't know until you try.

This is the first time I have encountered this situation, and I can only practice true knowledge.

With a plan in his mind, he typed a reply to Meng Yusen: Find two friends to act as killers tomorrow.

Meng Yusen:?When did you fall in love with this kind of character play?

Ling Junhan smiled and typed: Get out, go and stimulate Duan Wuxin, he has changed back again.

Meng Yusen: Change back?change what?

Ling Junhan laughed again: he turned back into a fierce little tiger.

Still angry now, the kind that ignores people.

Meng Yusen sent a series of ellipses, lamenting leisurely: ...that morning glance was really out of print.

At noon the next day, Meng Yusen knocked on the door of the master bedroom with two officers.

After a day and night of rest, Ling Junhan's high fever subsided, and his body recovered a lot, but his lips were still pale.

He touched his dry lips, with a lazy expression: "Why did you come to the door directly?"

Meng Yusen moved two steps to the side, revealing two handsome faces behind him, and said with a smile: "The two of them were unlucky, they just bumped into each other, and I caught them as young men."

Ling Junhan folded his nightgown, shook hands with the two, and asked politely: "Who are you two?"

"I'm Gu Ang, and he's Ye Fei. We've been in touch online for a few years, and finally we met online." The young man on the left stretched out his hand lazily, "Originally we were going to come here on your birthday. A bit of a surprise."

"General Gu, General Ye, please come all the way here." Ling Junhan nodded slightly, "I'm really sorry that I haven't had time to visit before."

Ye Fei held Gu Ang's shoulder and asked curiously, "Just now Dean Meng said, what happened?"

"Play as an assassin and assassinate the marshal. The whole process must be seen by the little white tiger, and it is best to let him participate."

Meng Yusen explained the needs clearly in a few words, flicked his fingertips, and said in disgust, "After all, it's like playing house with a child."

Ling Junhan didn't speak, and lowered his eyes slightly, acquiescing to suggest.

Gu Ang put his hands in his pockets, speechless for a while.

When we met for the first time, I greeted you with a high-sounding sound just now, so how could I act like it.

He clicked his tongue: "We came all the way here just to assassinate you for a show? If it gets out like this, the boat of friendship between the Empire and the Federation will capsize."

"There is no other way. You two are strong in force and know how to measure, so you won't cause any trouble." Ling Junhan analyzed rationally, and then sincerely persuaded: "Just do me a favor."

When did he ever beg someone like that, but it was just for the lawless little thing at home.

Ling Junhan frowned, thinking that he had really fallen.

Thoroughly, getting deeper and deeper, there is no cure.

"What kind of treasure is this little white tiger, you are so caring?" Gu Ang asked curiously, "I heard that many people watched his live broadcast online."

Ling Junhan replied with a thousand catties: "It is indeed a baby, and you will know when the time comes."

After several rounds of persuasion, Gu Ang and Ye Fei finally agreed to help.

Several people discussed the time and place, and went to the scene to walk several times to make sure everything was safe.

Everything is ready, only the tiger is in place.

Duan Wuxin was reluctant to leave the room with Ling Junhan because of coaxing and deceiving him.

It was still very cold outside, and even the ice blade was caught in the wind in the climate that had just snowed, which was painful.

"Where are you taking me?" Everything went back to animal mode, and the little white tiger became hands and feet again.

Being dragged outside in the cold weather, his expression was very dissatisfied.

He failed to transform into a human yesterday, and he drove Ling Junhan back.

I lived alone in the cold palace for one night, and I was in a bad mood right now.

"Take you to eat something delicious." Ling Junhan bent over and patted his buttocks, and strode towards the agreed destination.

He mentally reviewed the plan he had just practiced to ensure that Duan Wuxin would not be injured.

One person and one tiger just passed the hall, when a figure quickly popped out from the side.

Ye Fei held a short knife and approached Ling Junhan's neck.

This scene is almost exactly the same as that day, and the general's skill is obviously more agile than that day's assassin.

Ling Junhan stood where he was, didn't hide at all, just turned his head to watch the little white tiger's reaction.

If you saved him once, you should save him a second time.

He still has this bit of confidence.

However, Duan Wuxin straightened her four paws and stood in place.

Squinting his eyes, he didn't move at all.

Why is it different from what you said in advance?

Ye Fei pursed his lower lip tightly, controlling his movements to the extreme, and the tip of the knife barely touched his neck.

To stab, or not to stab?

Seeing that the initial effect was not achieved, he was forced to use the second set of plans.

Gu Ang flashed from the other side, quickly stepped behind Duan Wuxin, and hit the little white tiger's back.

The breath behind him became faster, Duan Wuxin felt the threat, and showed his tiger claws.

Suddenly turned around and jumped up.

The hind legs were hard, merciless, and directly kicked towards Gu Ang's abdomen.

Gu Ang easily dodged sideways and raised his hand to fight back.

Keeping in mind not to hurt the little white tiger, you should be very measured in your actions and stop as soon as possible.

Duan Wuxin was panting, jumping left and right, dodging sharply.

This person is much more powerful than those in the training room, how could he appear here.

Before he had time to think too much, more intensive attacks came from various tricky angles.

The two exchanged a few moves, and Duan Wuxin took advantage of the opportunity to pounce on his chest.

The play was about the same, Gu Ang struggled symbolically for two seconds, and was pushed to the ground.

Gritting his teeth, he got some blood on his fingertips with the dagger he carried with him, and wiped it on the tiger's claws.

There was also an assassin, and the blood was wiped away, Gu Ang was helpless.

For Marshal Ling's treasure, he sacrificed too much.

Duan Wuxin pressed his palms on his neck, shook his tail, and said in a displeased tone, "Who are you? Why did you sneak attack me?"

"Look at you, you look cute." Gu Ang twirled his fingertips that were dripping with blood, and laughed angrily, "You can also talk, really amazing."

Ling Junhan shook his head beside him, neither happy nor disappointed, "No, it hasn't changed."

As for really getting the share of the dead, it's really too much.

The reappearance of the scene seems unreasonable.

When Duan Wuxin heard the key words, he immediately reacted and looked up at the man, "Are you replaying the scene from that day?"

"The brain is very smart." Ling Junhan spread his hands, "But I tried, but there is no way."

Gu Ang, who was still lying on the ground, was chilled by the snow on his back, and he poked the tiger's claws with his fingertips: "Little friend, let me go first."

"Oh, sorry."

Knowing that he was here to help, Duan Wuxin immediately bounced to the side, her face flushed, "You are injured, does it hurt?"

"It's okay." Gu Ang wiped away the blood carelessly.

On the other hand, Ye Fei was distressed, checking and blowing.

In the end it is my wife, I have to hurt myself.

Ling Junhan apologized, "I owe you a favor, if you need anything in the future, just tell me."

It's just that things are going nowhere, as if they have entered a dead end.

The cold wind blew, and several people shivered in the open air.

Ling Junhan put his hands in his pockets, bent slightly, leaned over and looked directly at Duan Wuxin, and said helplessly, "Look, we did our best."

The little white tiger's face was full of disappointment, its tail drooped slowly, "Then what should we do?"

"Yusen, the task is entrusted to you. Within three days, you can figure out how to change it, or your salary will be deducted." Marshal Ling called out Meng Yusen, who was watching the fun from behind, and rudely blamed him.

The methods of threatening people are the same, but they are very useful.

Meng Yusen wiped his hair and said speechlessly, "Three days, do you think I'm a fairy?"

"That's it, I'll take Ye Fei and the others to dinner first." Ling Junhan knows this friend too well, and timeliness can stimulate his ability and inspiration.

Meng Yusen, who had a heavy responsibility on his shoulders, heaved a long sigh, turned his head to look at Duan Wuxin, and curled his lips helplessly: "I will make a wish with you now to make you a /human, okay?"

"If you can really achieve it." Duan Wuxin's face was slumped, and he lost his energy after being tormented by this.

He tried hard to recall the details of that night, trying to find any possibility.

Suddenly, the strong smell of alcohol seemed to rise to the throat.

Could it be that he was drinking?

The cloudy face immediately turned sunny, and the little white tiger turned from sadness to joy, and jumped to grab Ling Junhan's hand: "I see, drink, I want to drink."

"No." Ling Junhan refused without thinking.

The drunken maniac had had enough of that night, and he didn't want to mop the dirty bathroom all over again.

Duan Wuxin, who was drunk, was too noisy to bear.

Duan Wuxin patted his thigh with his paw, moaning: "It must be so."

"Anyway, don't even think about it." Ling Junhan ruthlessly snuffed out his thoughts.

I don't have to think about it, I just do it.

As night fell, Duan Wuxin took advantage of Ling Junhan's entertaining guests in the dining room, and ran quietly into the underground wine cellar on tiptoe.

My room, the door is not locked.

The wooden door was pushed open, and the smell of wine filled the room, and the wine racks were filled with all kinds of stored wine, most of which were unopened.

Unable to tell the difference between each bottle, Duan Wuxin waved his little paw and decided to take a sip from each bottle.

As long as you mix enough, there is always a chance.

The wine cellar was dark, with the noise of noise and cheerful conversation outside faintly revealed.

Duan Wuxin held his breath, not daring to let out a breath, for fear of being discovered.

Stretching out the tiger's claws, he mobilized his troops and quickly selected the first bottle.

He carefully unscrewed the bottle cap, held the mouth of the bottle, and stuck out his tongue to lick a small mouthful.

It's not as spicy as that day, but the aftertaste is sweet, barely passable.

After taking a bite, except for the rise in body temperature and hot face, there is no change in the shape of the body.

Just a small sip, probably not enough.

In one go, Duan Wuxin unscrewed the caps of several bottles of wine, mouthful after mouthful.

His throat felt like it had been burned by fire, and all kinds of smells mixed together, which was extremely uncomfortable.

It's hard to change.

The foreign wine overflowed into his throat, Duan Wuxin's mind gradually became dizzy, and his hands and feet were still very obedient to continue trying.

Soon, the three bottles of foreign wine were drained, and his stomach was full, so he burped lightly.

However, the tail and ears are still there, and the body is covered with white fur, without any change.

Duan Wuxin gritted his teeth, his fighting spirit gradually faded, and he was a little discouraged.

What step went wrong?

He stood up unsteadily, his vision was blurred, and even the roads turned into intersections.

There were still some impressions left in his mind, so he climbed up the stairs to Ling Junhan's room in the dark.

The person hasn't come back yet, the room is dark, and the lights are not turned on.

Duan Wuxin sat in the dark and waited for someone, feeling nauseated and wanting to vomit.

At this moment, the situation gradually overlaps with that night, and many details are gradually added and completed.

He rolled and crawled all the way, finally walked to the bathroom, and vomited once while hugging the toilet.

After vomiting, don't forget to rinse your mouth with water to clean up the strange smell.

There was a slight knock at the door, which opened and closed again.

Duan Wuxin moved his ears slightly and quickly caught the movement.

He wiped away the dripping water from his mouth, and staggered out of the bathroom.

Without looking at the road, he bumped into the man's leg head-on, with stars all over his head.

Ling Junhan looked down at the limp little animal at his feet, and smelled the smell of alcohol in the room, and he understood it instantly.

He asked softly, "Did you drink secretly?"

"It's not considered stealing. I went in and took it in an open and honest manner." Duan Wuxin's ears drooped slightly, and he said without confidence.

"What are you looking for me for? Don't you want to sleep by yourself?" Ling Junhan had no choice but to close the door, and walked towards the bed while undressing.

The button of the shirt was half unbuttoned, and before he could take it off completely, he was knocked onto the bed by a beast.

With a bang, Ling Junhan fell down with the little white tiger in his arms.

His back hit the mattress, making a mess of the sheets.

Ling Junhan half propped himself up, looked at the little white tiger straddling his body, frowned and asked, "What are you crazy about?"

His steps became unsteady due to drunkenness.

Duan Wuxin stepped on the man's body in a chaotic manner, slowly and slowly, step by step, climbed to the chest.

The wine-amber pupils slowly opened and met his gaze.

His eyes were bright, shining with excitement that he couldn't understand.

Thinking that he drank too much wine, Ling Junhan softened his heart: "Forget it, just sleep here."

Duan Wuxin ignored him, and just lay down in his warm embrace, relaxing his limbs.

The words in his mouth were vague: "The scene reappeared, the wine was drunk, and I was drunk, next..."

"Well, what are you going to do next?" Ling Junhan asked.

He hadn't even touched a drop of alcohol, and his mind was extremely sober, but at this moment, he seemed to be hallucinating.

The little white tiger in front of him turned into the beautiful boy who thought about it day and night, with two slender legs wrapped around his waist.

Duan Wuxin smirked twice, the warm breath seemed to be overdrawn on the tip of the ear in advance.

It's hot, itchy, exciting.

With his tongue out, he put the furry tiger ears close to the man's lips.

"Next, you should hug me hard and blow into my ears."