friend, please leave

?Qiujin popped out a vein. "I've said it many times! Please be restrained! Every time..."

"Who told someone not to let me touch..."

With some aggrieved voice, Liu Yi showed a pitiful look, and the person he was talking about was naturally Qiujin.

Qiujin quickly understood, and his upper body felt dry for a while. "Please don't be joking..." He understood, and quickly let go of Liu Yi to find an excuse to be busy.

When Liu Yi confessed his love suddenly one night, Qiujin immediately declined because of the relationship between master and servant, and Liu Yi has become more daring in his flirtatious behavior since then.

To put it bluntly, he wanted to use this to attract Qiujin's attention. No matter what Qiujin thought, at least he would be angry when he saw his profligate behavior, and Liu Yi could be more or less self-satisfied.

Enemy, please leave-published version-5

【Enemies, Please Leave】Published Version-5

by Maple Leaf Peony

It was night, thanks to the blessings of Fenghun and Chifu, everyone was able to stay overnight.

Feng Hun stood in front of the window, staring at the moon. Although the moon clansmen would strengthen their spells under the moon, it was a pity that he had no abilities of the moon clan, only a beautiful appearance.

With fluffy fair skin, slender and petite figure, phantasmagoric and peerless face, gorgeous purple hair and purple pupils, he is a standard Moon Clan member.

It's a pity that because of the influence of his mother's blood, Fenghun has red pupils instead of purple pupils.

"It really insults our excellent blood..."

"Liu Fei, you decide for yourself...whether you want this child to stay in the Moon Clan. 』

Suddenly, recalling the abandoned fragment, Feng Hun quickly looked back.

Why did you remember it again?

Obviously should have forgotten, Feng Hun frowned a little irritably.

In order to clear his memory, he decided to leave the room to find something to drown out his unhappiness.

The coldness of night came with the wind, his thin clothes were not enough, and his fingertips began to tremble.

He walked quickly to the corridor where he happened to meet the blond man. He couldn't let go of the weirdness of the previous portraits, which was why he stayed.

Lin Lang's paintings are still on display, and the chilling feeling of being stared at still exists.

Wind Soul pulled his gaze further away, and realized that it wasn't just that painting, but the ones that were farther and farther away... rushing like sea water.

The red eyes like the setting sun gathered together, he was sure there was something wrong here.

It's a pity that he was just about to perform the operation, so he visited him in a whirl.

"how……?"

Dizziness made his steps messy, and he was surprised by the sudden physical discomfort. After a while, what hugged his waist was an unfamiliar body temperature.

"Still walking around so late, you really are a curious little troublemaker."

"you……"

It turned out to be the younger brother of the city lord, Feng Hun raised his eyebrows.

I tried to push it hard, but found that my strength was losing little by little, and it was beginning to be difficult to maintain consciousness.

The blond man smiled, exuding a treacherous aura. "I can't tell you're quite stubborn..."

The man admired the artwork in front of him without shame, Fenghun's skin as white as a goblin was even more psychedelic under the moonlight, and the faintness covered only by the thin shirt was an opportunity to drive every man crazy.

The man couldn't help but let out a sound of admiration. "...No wonder that man loves you so much."

The brother of the city lord smiled, and pressed the hand on Fenghun's shoulder more provocatively a few times.

This man...has planned it long ago...

The resisting Fenghun was already sweating from his forehead, and light blue winds scattered around him, elegant and slow...

Fenghun's eyes tightened, and he didn't care about other things, "Fengpo!" The light blue wind flew around like a dragon, breaking through the man's curse light, but he couldn't hold it even after compromising his physical strength.

In the dizzy state, casting spells that require mental power will undoubtedly put Fenghun at a disadvantage.

"Are you angry?" The man laughed, "Don't worry... I will make it up to you later." Like coaxing a cat, a golden halo of spells surrounded Fenghun.

Want to seal his spell again?

Fenghun's vision gradually blurred, and his body became unsteady until he lost focus and visited in darkness.

Fenghun's consciousness gradually recovered after a while, but his eyes were still too heavy to blink.

here it is…………?

"Woke up earlier than I expected."

The man put some vanilla on his nose, and after a few seconds, Fenghun opened his eyes.

Cold but clear and clear, the red eyes are more vivid and brighter with aloof pride, and that self-esteem makes people want to destroy it even more.

"You stare at people like this, it will increase the man's desire to invade!"

The blond man smiled and said again. "But...it's not fun to be too docile."

The sealed spell surrounded Fenghun's body, and an unknown spell was painted on the exposed upper body.

Feng Hun glanced at the unseen text, knowing that it was dangerous without much thought.

"Just wait, it's almost done."

The man hurriedly held a paintbrush with no peculiar texture, and drew a few more strokes on Fenghun's body.

It looks like it's just body painting, but Fenghun knows that it is absolutely impossible to go all out to capture him just for the sake of painting.

"Sure enough, those paintings are alive, are you playing tricks?"

Fenghun was convinced of his original guess, and the vigilance in his eyes deepened, but the strange thing might not be the man's ability but the paintbrush in his hand.

Presumably those paintings were originally of living races, but this man...or this pen was included in the paintings.

Here's the trouble... Will he become a work of art?

"Yes, you are very smart." The man's praise-like eyes were smiling. "Both my elder brother and I have a good habit: we collect things we like."

...Then, is Chifu in the same situation now?

Seemingly not giving Fenghun time to think, the man bullied him.

"You agreed to stay because you actually wanted to get close to me, right?"

"!!"

As if he had already seen through the purpose of Fenghun, the man joked about the truth, and another stage began at hand.

He climbed up to the tender, charmed breast, stroking it back and forth, the bud shrinking with unfamiliar stimulation.

"you……!"

What is this man...

The stimulation caused by the man's kneading once again struck evil, Fenghun gritted his teeth and endured it.

"Although I don't know what your purpose of approaching me is, it's much easier for me."

"……what you up to?!"

Hearing this, the man lowered his body and deliberately whispered in his ear. "ceremony."

ceremony?

"This paintbrush is obscene and needs bodily fluids as a medium."

"!?" Body... liquid... Feng Hun would not be so stupid as to think that sweat is what he wants.

"And it's better to make it more exciting. The more you bark, the more excited it will be...the final picture will be more beautiful."

The wind soul instantly froze as if the blood stopped... This perverted man!I really want to kill him!

"But you are more difficult to deal with than them. After all, your wind technique is quite dangerous, so I have to seal your ability..." Even so, a proud cat as difficult to tame as Fenghun has a special flavor.

"... What are you kidding..." He couldn't stand being violated by this pervert!

Fenghun felt a burst of humiliation, but the more he struggled, the tighter he tied him, he couldn't move!

After a while, the man's hot and humid tongue unceremoniously enjoys the precious ear shells, and after a kiss, the plums are whitened again.

It's disgusting, this pervert!

"Don't touch..." Fenghun's quiet color was dyed with angry flames, no matter whether it was futile or not, he still wanted to use spells.

It's a pity that the restricted wind burns and extinguishes, rises and disappears like a flame.

"The more force you use, the more power you will absorb. You'd better behave yourself." The man ignored his struggle and continued to wreak havoc.

...Is there no other way?

If he had the ability of the Moon Clan, he might be able to escape, so he was in a hurry... Feng Hun recalled the past when he was rejected by the Moon Clan.

──『That child...cannot stay in the Moon Clan. 』

No... "Don't touch me!"

Suddenly, the scene was broken up by an undercurrent, bringing Fenghun back to reality from panic.

"Calm down, Wind Soul."

He is unique and mighty, his low voice echoes, and his stern back looks like a winged wing protecting him in front of him.

The magic pen was sent flying, and was picked up by the long-awaited Flying Sleeve.

"Wow! Master Shui Zang, you are really accurate!"

Another flood...

To be seen as a wimp by him again, why is this man always so coincidental?

"I didn't invite you!"

Enemy, please leave-published version-6

【Enemies, Please Leave】Published Version-6

by Maple Leaf Peony

The unexpected visitor made the castellan's brother smile, and that smile made the atmosphere even more treacherous.

The next second, the man cast a sealing technique on them. It seemed that there was no pen and only the sealing technique was left. It seemed that there was no other threat except these abilities.

Shui Zan didn't take the sealing technique seriously. Longhuang Shui Zan didn't have to rely on spells, as in hand-to-hand combat, he made people kneel and beg for mercy, and swept away the attack with a single wave.

Fei Xiu really wanted to join the battle, but unfortunately, within a few seconds, the man with no special skills had become Shui Can's defeated opponent, she could only secretly scream that it was a pity.

Feng Hun really didn't want to admit Shui Zhan's strength, but now he was forced to watch.

It's not that his Fenghun is weak, it's because his physical strength is limited... Some people don't want to admit defeat, Fenghun thought sullenly.

Seeing that the man had been subdued, and Shui Can was about to give him a final blow, Feng Hun hurriedly shouted. "Wait!"

Shui Zan, who looked back at Fenghun's call, regretted it.

Although Fenghun's lips were a little less bloody, it was hard to conceal the shyness of the budding white cherry blossoms, as if holy.

Looking further down, the thin but sexy white chest is extra alluring, and the single-hanging fabric fluttering in the wind can't cover the flowing waistline, tempting the watery senses.

There was a bang, like some dangerous beast broke through the long-standing confinement.

Shui Can turned around abruptly, starting to regret that he shouldn't have looked too much, although he had already guessed the hidden charm of Fenghun, seeing the charming figure with his own eyes was indeed more shocking, and his heart began to stir.

It wasn't until Fei Xiu answered the call that Shui Can tightened his grip and regained his composure.