Stunning monster, soft and cute

This kiss was full of anger and domineering to the core.

The scorching heat was even hotter than the raging fire, trembling with haste and urgency while breathing.

Presumptuous, compulsive, crazy.

No pity at all.

It seems to be declaring that he is the only one who is authoritarian and rules Linggu.

And Ye Youming is Lingu's sky in Lingu's heart.

So no matter what Ye Youming did to him, he would never refuse.

but……

However, Lingu could no longer bear Ye Youming's fierce and domineering kiss.

The fishy-sweet smell has spread all over his mouth, and the most important thing is that the air in his mouth is gradually being swallowed by this brutal and domineering kiss.

The eyes are already flickering, my mind is heavy, and I am haunted by a terrifying sense of suffocation.

"Uuuuuuu..."

Linggu is crying for help like Ye Youming.

His body was imprisoned by Ye Youming's arms like iron clamps, he couldn't move at all, he could only barely make a vague sound.

Ye Youming also understood what he meant, he withdrew his tongue, bit the tip of Linggu's tongue like a warning, and blood was seen directly.

Immediately, he let go of the Linggu with still unsatisfied feelings.

Looking at Linggu's limp little body with cold eyes, without his support, he slid down from his body weakly.

fell to the ground.

"Oh~" Linggu groaned in pain.

He didn't care about the pain from his knees hitting the hard ground, and the burning pain from the tip of his tongue being bitten by Ye Youming, he opened his small mouth to take a breath.

The black robe swept past him, Ye Youming turned a deaf ear to Linggu and continued to walk forward.

Just like the person who was rude to Linggu just now is not him, he is aloof, alienated, with a cold appearance that strangers should not get close to.

Ling Gu didn't have time to catch his breath, got up quickly, and followed behind him panting.

His tongue was bitten by Ye Youming, and it was still bleeding. He was so painful that he couldn't speak for a while.

He even dared not ask Ye Youming why he did that to him just now.

After all, Linggu is an immature little fox, he doesn't understand, he is confused, what is Ye Youming's intention to do to him.

The two walked to a river, Ye Youming stopped, and said to Linggu in a clear and cold voice: "Take a rest."

After speaking, Ye Youming waved his hand, and the next moment a clean and white thin blanket was spread on the bluestone, and he sat on it immediately.

Linggu didn't have a thin blanket, so he could only sit on the ground.

He is not in good health, and he has just learned to walk, so he will be very tired.

He sat on the ground short of breath, clutching the corner of his sleeve to wipe the sweat from his forehead.

"Go to the river and wash your face." Ye Youming looked at Linggu's tired red face, and the image of Linggu being kissed by Gong Siye couldn't help appearing in his mind, with disgust on his face, "It's so good to wash it off." wash."

Linggu softly said "Oh", and obediently went to the river to wash her little face.

Ye Youming's eyes followed the thin little figure.

Ling Gu squatted on the river bank, stretched out two small hands, scooped up a cup of water, and began to rub his face.

He rubbed his forehead for a while, his nose for a while, and his chin for a while. In short, he obviously didn't know how to wash his face.

I don't know how to wash my ears and cheeks.

Linggu is a little fox, how can a fox wash his face.

But Ye Youming couldn't stand it anymore, he felt that Linggu was dirty.

Immediately, he got up and came to Linggu's side, pulled Linggu who was rubbing his little face hard, and clasped the back of his head with one hand, picked up the water with the other, and began to wash Linggu's little face.

Linggu obediently asked Ye Youming to wash his face, his cherry pink mouth curled up beautifully, looking at Ye Youming's handsome and clear face happily.

"Master, you are so kind to me!"

A little bit of Ye Youming's favor will be infinitely magnified in Lingu's eyes.

Ling Gu's crystal-clear eyes looked back and forth at Ye Youming.

"looking at what?"

Ye Youming's gloomy and cold voice rang in Linggu's ears.

Linggu smiled, "I like to look at Shizun, Shizun is so good-looking, the demon emperor said he is better-looking than Shizun, but I think Shizun is the best-looking. He is incomparable."

Ye Youming cleaned Linggu's small ear sockets, which are easy to hide dirt, "What about Chu Lianhua?"

That means, does Chu Lianhua look as good as him?

Lingu knew about the relationship between Ye Youming and Chu Lianhua, so he hurriedly expressed his flattery in his words, "Master looks good."

Chu Lianhua's appearance may not be as outstanding as Ye Youming's, but his demeanor is not inferior to Ye Youming's. He is free from vulgarity, out of the world, gentle and elegant, and has an incomparable charm of a gentleman.

Therefore, he is comparable to Ye Youming, and each has its own merits.

And Lingu has always respected Chu Lianhua, the spotless white-clothed fairy, and even called him an uncle, treating him as a relative.

As soon as Suiye Youming mentioned Chu Lianhua, Linggu began to worry about him leaving the fairyland, but he didn't inform Chu Lianhua, he must be very worried.

Linggu frowned, and wanted to send a letter to Chu Lianhua to report his safety, telling Chu Lianhua that he was doing well now, but he didn't dare to send a letter like Ye Youming.

Immediately, he let out a small breath, dispelling the idea of ​​sending a letter.

At this moment, he raised his eyes, only to find that Ye Youming was looking at him, and he had cleaned his face at some point.

There is no way Lingu's mind is pure, he thinks he is too engrossed.

At this moment, Linggu Sakura's pink mouth opened and closed and asked curiously: "What's the matter, Master?" Zai kept looking at him.

Being watched by Ye Youming like this, Linggu was inexplicably nervous, stretched out the tip of her pink and tender lilac tongue to lick her lips, and then pursed her lips again.

The cherry-pink lips that were shining with water were squeezed by him like this, and they became more and more beautiful, like buds that were just about to bloom. With just a light touch, they will bloom fragrantly.

Ye Youming leaned forward and slowly approached Linggu, inserted his evenly long fingers into Linggu's hair, held his small face, lowered his head, held Linggu's lips, and kissed him fiercely.

Kissed again and again.

This time, Linggu was given time to take a breath.

But Lingu's mind was still in a daze.

It is even more puzzling why Ye Youming treats him like this frequently, and why?

Ye Youming kissed more and more quickly, and his body was already lying on Linggu's body.

Linggu's body is thin and his strength is weak. He propped his two small hands on the river bank, trying to support the weight of the two people.

However, he didn't have that much strength to support it, especially when the river bank was slippery.

The next moment, Linggu's little hand slipped, and both of them fell into the river.

It's so refreshing.

The fiery desire was instantly cooled down, and his mind was cleared up. Ye Youming got up from the river and went ashore, not forgetting to carry Linggu ashore.

Both of them looked like drowned chickens, their appearances in a mess.

After being soaked in water, Ye Youming's gorgeous red hair was tied into strands, like the petals of the red lotus in the ghost mansion, alluring and beautiful.

Water droplets hung on the slender crow's eyelashes, and the fair skin was glowing with water, and the lines of the facial features became more three-dimensional and exquisite, and then derived a bewitching and fatal beauty.

Linggu raised his hand, wanting to touch that dreamy and unreal beauty.

However, the raised little hand was wrapped in a big hand, Ye Youming frowned, "Don't touch this deity, this deity doesn't like to be touched by others."

Ye Youming has habitually reserved a place for Zhu Yan, and that place is his kiss, his body, and everything about him.

But obviously his first line of defense has been broken by Lingu, and it was broken very easily.

That's why Ye Youming's inner conflict caused him to feel guilty for letting Zhu Yan finish kissing Linggu these two times.

Therefore, the attitude towards Linggu will also become bad after being in close contact with Linggu.

"Go away." Ye Youming shook off Linggu's hand.

After getting up and going to a boulder, he took out a set of clean clothes from the Qiankun bag and changed into it.

Linggu was even more miserable, he didn't have dry clothes to change, he could only wear wet clothes, sitting pitifully on the river bank, wiping his tears quietly.

He was stupid, he didn't know what he did wrong, and he made Master angry again.

After a while, Ye Youming calmed down, saw through Linggu's mind, and gave Linggu an answer.

Standing in front of Lingu, with coldness in his eyes, he looked down at Linggu, "I just couldn't hide your thoughts about Chu Lianhua."

So this is ah!Ling Gu hurriedly knelt down in front of him obediently, "Master, this disciple made a mistake, please forgive me this time!"

He thought for a while and said cautiously: "Master, this disciple must not be ungrateful. The disciple's transformation into a human was all thanks to Chu Lianhua's help. He treats me like a family member, so Master told me not to think about it all at once. He is kind to Tuer, Tuer can't control his thoughts, just like just now, he will involuntarily worry about Chu Lianhua, and treat him as a relative!"

After Ling Gu finished speaking, there was a layer of cold sweat on his forehead, and he was extremely nervous and frightened.

Lingu's heart was kind and simple, he didn't want to deceive Ye Youming in the slightest, and he didn't want to be ungrateful to Chu Lianhua, so he exposed his heart to Ye Youming.

Get along with Ye Youming with sincerity and sincerity.

After Linggu's voice fell for a while, Ye Youming didn't say anything.

He has no expression on his face, but his thoughts have drifted to 300 years ago.

He is still a kind-hearted and upright young man. He is loyal to his master and sincere to his senior brother. He wholeheartedly serves the immortal sect, never caring about his own safety, and slays demons for the immortal world. What happened?

In the end, he was only the blood of the Heavenly Demon. No matter how much he had paid to the fairy world in the past, and how much credit he had made, he was completely obliterated because he was the blood of the Heavenly Demon.

At that time, he didn't do anything bad, but everyone wanted to kill him as if they had a deep hatred with him.

"Master?" Lingu's soft and weak voice rang in Ye Youming's ear, calling back his thoughts.

Ye Youming Gujing's unwavering gaze fell on Linggu's innocent face.

"Linggu, you have to understand that you are by my side now, so you should remember what I said to you. I and Chu Lianhua are enemies, so naturally he is also your enemy." "Of course you can also go back to Chu Lianhua's side and live with him."