Stunning monster, soft and cute

Ye Youming didn't speak, got up and wanted to go to the inner bedroom, when there was a knock on the door of the bedroom.

Immediately afterwards, the witch's cautious voice came, "Is the Demon Venerable asleep?"

In the middle of the night, I asked people if they were asleep, and they would wake up if they were disturbed.

Ye Youming raised his eyebrows, and came to look for him in the middle of the night, afraid that something might happen to the Demon Realm!

"Enter."

The witch opened the door and came in, her eyes couldn't help but look at Linggu.

Linggu stood aside and looked down at the toe of the shoe, obviously because of Ye Youming, he did not dare to make eye contact with the witch.

In particular, the two have formally broken off their friendship a little casually.

Ye Youming's gaze also fell on Linggu, and he said to him, "Go back."

This day, Linggu was afraid of being punished by Ye Youming, and was about to leave without raising his head, but the witch said: "Mozun, I am here to deliver clothes to Linggu."

As he spoke, he took out a set of neatly folded white robes from his cross-body bag, which still exuded a sober scent of soap locust, as if he had been washed by a witch.

However, coming to deliver clothes in the middle of the night, this brain circuit is quite strange, if it doesn't sound good, there is something wrong.

But the witch has a purpose.

He put the clothes on the square table, and took out two identical sets of small white robes, two pairs of short boots, and three white hair ties from the messenger bag.

Looking at Linggu in a daze, I don't know what the witch means.

But Ye Youming knew what the witch meant.

The witch has seen Zhu Yan and knows how Zhu Yan is dressed.

She saw that the clothes that Linggu wore back from the fairyland were Zhu Yan's clothes, so she went to the tailor's shop overnight, and forced the tailor to work overnight with a steel brush. The three white headbands were made by her after robbing several swearing shops. I found the same style as Zhu Yan.

And she did all these to please Ye Youming.

Of course, the purpose of pleasing Ye Youming is to be able to play with Linggu.

The witch dressed Linggu exactly like Zhu Yan, and made Ye Youming look good-hearted and pleasing to the eye, and her mood naturally improved, and she might be able to play with Linggu when she was in a good mood.

I miss someone day and night, and sometimes I know that I am deceiving myself and others, and I will go away. At this moment, Ye Youming's eyes are fixed on the hair on the square table, and his mind is full of the appearance of Zhu Yan back then.

Her hair was tied with a moon-white ribbon, and the loose green silk and black hair hung softly around her waist.

Wearing Shengxue's white robe with a waist and cloud sleeves, it sets off the coldness of the person, but the clean breath of the virgin is full of infinite temptation.

Invisibly tempting people to commit crimes.

Seeing that Ye Youming remained silent for a long time, the witch was sure that what she did was right.

Immediately, he hurriedly grabbed a hair tie, took out the comb from the satchel, and walked a few steps to Linggu's side, preparing to tie Linggu into a beautiful bun.

Due to Ye Youming's lust, Linggu dared not get close to the witch.

However, just as he was about to avoid the witch, the witch grabbed her, dragged her onto the chair, held it down, and began to undo the pretty girl's bun on Linggu's head.

Although the witch is not as tall and short as Linggu, she is as strong as a bear, and Linggu can't resist being shackled by her.

Then three times, five divisions and two divisions, he combed Linggu's hair in the same style as Zhu Yan.

After combing her bun, the witch brought another set of white robes, and raised her hand to pull Linggu's neckline to change his clothes. At the same time, Ye Youming's voice came, "Get back, Let him wear it himself."

"Yes." The witch hurriedly withdrew her hand, and cautiously said to Ye Youming: "Mozun, can I have a few words with Guzi." She hurriedly added: "Just a few words, it won't take too long. "

Although Ye Youming didn't say anything, he agreed with his calm and calm expression.

However, even if the witch did this, Ye Youming was not prepared to let the two of them date again.

The witch grabbed Ling Gu's arm, walked to the door, then took out a handful of colorful candies from the messenger bag, lowered her voice, and said seriously: "Gu Zi, I can't lose such a good friend as you, I don't want to break up with you .”

Linggu took a quick look at Ye Youming, "But Master won't let me play with you." After a while, he said, "You will also be taught by Master."

The witch also took a peek at Ye Youming, "I will find a way, and the demon will let us play together."

Linggu inexplicably felt that the witch would not come up with a good solution.

But now is not the time to be entangled, he looked down at the colorful candies in his hand, "You gave me these beautiful candies this time, can't you take them back?"

"Don't worry, it won't happen." The witch still wanted to speak, but she heard the sound of Ye Youming putting the teacup on the table, neither light nor heavy, the witch understood the meaning very well.

So he could only look at Linggu reluctantly to leave.

Lingu came to Ye Youming and put the candy in his hand on the table, "Master, this is the candy given to me by the witch. She said it was delicious, you can eat one!"

As he said that, Linggu had already peeled one, and sent it to Ye Youming's mouth with enthusiasm.

Ye Youming tilted his head slightly, and raised his eyebrows, "I don't eat it." Even if he didn't eat bigu, he couldn't eat these childish snacks.

Seeing that Ye Youming refused to eat, Linggu didn't dare to insist anymore. He didn't know whether this kind of food called candy was good or not. He just heard that the witch said it was delicious.

Ye Youming refused to eat, so Linggu stuffed the candy in his hand into his small mouth, then his expression brightened immediately, and he said excitedly: "Mmm, it's delicious."

Ye Youming glanced at him, "Go out without changing clothes, the deity is going to rest."

He looked like he didn't care whether Linggu changed into Zhu Yan's clothes or not.

But Linggu cared, he didn't care about Zhu Yan's clothes, but he cared that he didn't want to wear tutu skirts anymore.

Linggu hurriedly raised his hand and went to take off his clothes.

Linggu would still be able to unbutton his collar, but as for unbuttoning his skirt.

"Master, I can't untie my belt anymore." Ling Gu came to Ye Youming to ask for help.

Ye Youming lowered his eyes to look at Linggu's waist.

The fluffy skirt with a waist made Linggu's small waist look more slender.

His waist is so slender, Zhu Yan was so slender when she was young, right?

Ye Youming remembered the first time he peeked at Zhu Yan taking a bath.

Hot and fragrant, the body curve like stagnant white jade is so perfect that there is no defect, especially the waist is slender and flexible, and I want to grasp it impulsively.

"Master? Master?" Seeing that Ye Youming was only looking at his waist without moving, Linggu called out.

Ye Youming recovered from his trance, stared at the belt that Linggu had untied into a knot, and sneered: "No matter what, Zhu Yan can't do such a stupid thing!"

After all, with a flick of his fingertips, Linggu's belt fell off the next moment.

"Thank you, Master."

Linggu took off the tutu skirt, revealing the wrapped trousers and the big fluffy tail.

Ye Youming fixed his gaze on Linggu's white and straight legs for a few breaths, and then moved to his tail, "Although Chu Lianhua's cultivation has dropped by half, it won't make your tail fail in transformation. What's with the tail?"

While taking off his coat, Linggu said, "Big...ah no, Chu Lianhua said that the apprentice's tail will degenerate, and it didn't degenerate because of the injury."

Ye Youming reached out and picked up the tail of Linggu in his hand, and immediately began to investigate with his spiritual sense.

Then, he froze for a while with an unrecognizable expression.

Linghu's tail was actually injured by him, but it was an old injury many years ago.

A little turbidity invaded the old wound in Linggu's tail, and this kind of turbidity belonged exclusively to Ye Youming, and only he could detect it.

At this moment, Ye Youming frowned slightly, thinking about when and where he had seen this little fox before.

Spirit Fox Valley!Ye Youming remembered that many years ago, he was unable to fly due to the backlash of the soul in his body, so he landed in a mountain forest, which happened to be the Spirit Fox Valley.

However, at that time, because he suffered from the backlash of the soul, he was unconscious, and passed out later. When he woke up, the backlash of the soul had been suppressed. As for the process of suppressing it, he could not remember it. There is a faint fishy sweet smell.

"Master, which one should I wear first?" At this time, Linggu's soft voice sounded in Ye Youming's ear.

Ye Youming withdrew his thoughts, and his eyes fell on the half-naked Lingu.

When the red pupils saw the beautiful and gorgeous little Doudou in front of Linggu, they suddenly became a little darker.

"Your Yimei-style fox species...is very unique!" He raised his hand involuntarily, wanting to touch it, but Linggu bent down to pick up a piece of underwear that fell on the ground.

At the same time, Ye Youming woke up suddenly, surprised by his behavior just now.

But he soon calmed down.

Ye Youming stared at Linggu's small face, he regarded him as Zhu Yan.

At that time, he thought about the scene of having a passionate entanglement with Zhu Yan on the bed and being buried in his body countless times.

After picking up the underwear, Linggu put it on his body and sighed: "I'm not particularly stupid!"

"Big...ah no, this is the first piece of clothing that Chu Lianhua helped me wear."

Hearing Lingu's words, Ye Youming raised his eyebrows immediately, and said, "All the clothes on your body are worn by Chu Lianhua?" After a while, "Including the trousers?"

Even though he guessed that Linggu was a stupid little guy who couldn't wear clothes, he still had to make sure.

Linggu nodded, "Yes" and said: "Chu Lianhua helped the apprentice to wear it." After a while, he said: "He also told the disciple not to show the body to outsiders at will."

From now on, he will only show it to the master... Uh, the uncle is not an outsider, so he can watch it too... Oh, the witch is his friend, if the master agrees, they can play together, and if the witch wants to see it, he will also stop it Can't live...

Lingu was thinking wildly.

Ye Youming's complexion was not good.

After all, Chu Lianhua took advantage of it!

"Linggu, come here."

Ye Youming's tone was blunt and glum.

Lingu felt that Ye Youming was angry, so he hurriedly carried the clothes to him.

"From now on, except this seat, you must not let anyone look at your body." Ye Youming bit the last few words very hard, "Especially Chu Lianhua."

Linggu nodded like a chicken pecking at rice, "I'll let Master watch it alone from now on."

Ye Youming still frowned, raised his hand to take the little white robe from Linggu's hand, "I only wear the clothes for you this time, you have learned it well, you won't do it next time, come ask me, and you will be severely punished."

At this moment, Linggu was afraid of flying gods even when speaking, and devoted himself to learning how to put on clothes.

Ye Youming quickly dressed Linggu.

After Linggu looked at himself who had returned to men's clothing, he smiled slightly at Ye Youming.

Ye Youming's eyes immediately filled with emotion.

This smile is very similar to the smile that the man showed when he saw him when he learned how to control the sword 300 years ago and controlled the sword in mid-air.

Faint, beautiful, like a magnetic force, it held his heart tightly, and he couldn't let go from now on.

Let loneliness guard him.

But he doesn't want to be alone, he wants...

"Master." Ye Youming suddenly hugged Linggu, tightly, tightly, for fear that if he let go, the person in his arms would disappear.

Just like 300 years ago, that person disappeared in front of him without a trace like the wind. After losing his beloved, the extreme pain, how difficult it was for him to survive.

But even though he was alive, he looked like a walking dead.

Still struggling in the endless abyss of pain, never able to touch the shore or see that person.

"Master, please don't leave me again. Do you know how hard I have lived for the past 300 years!"

Ye Youming spoke like a raving.

At this moment, he lowered his head, and his light-colored thin lips slowly moved towards the fragrant petal lips that he had kissed countless times in his dream.