Stunning monster, soft and cute

"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."

Although Ye Youming said the latter sentence, it was an insincere sentence. If Linggu left here, the consequences can be imagined.

At the side, Linggu didn't wait for his words to fall, and quickly shook his head and said, "No, I want to be with Shizun, and we will never be apart...Ah Choo~"

Linggu rubbed his nose, and a gust of wind blew by, cooling him down again, "Ah-choo~"

The thin little body trembled.

The wet clothes stuck to his body made Linggu feel cold and uncomfortable.

"Get up, put on this clothes." Ye Youming took out a piece of his clothes from the Qiankun bag.

"Thank you, Master." Linggu's pale face was overjoyed, he got up and took the clothes from Ye Youming's hands, holding them in his arms like a baby.

Seeing this, Ye Youming frowned, "Stupid!"

The clothes on Linggu's body were wet, but he hugged the dry clothes tightly in his arms. This approach was really stupid.

After finishing speaking, he took the clothes from Linggu's arms, "Take off the clothes on your body."

Linggu hurriedly took off the clothes on his body one by one obediently, until only a small pair of trousers remained.

At this moment, Linggu raised his little hand and pointed to his body, "Master, do you want to take off this too?"

Ye Youming was a little impatient, "It's wet, take it off."

Linggu no longer hesitated to take off the last little shroud trousers on her body to conceal her shame.

Standing in front of Ye Youming was a small body as naked as a chicken.

"Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah~"

Three sneezes in a row proved how cold Linggu was.

But Ye Youming didn't want Linggu to wear clothes anymore.

The red pupils glowed brightly, examining Linggu over and over again.

Somewhere restless. Hot.

"Master, I'm cold!" Linggu hugged his small body, shivering.

Ye Youming came back to his senses, and threw the clothes in his hand to Linggu, "Why is my body so afraid of the cold?"

Just like Zhu Yan.

Linggu held the clothes and flipped through them, making sure that there were no trousers inside.

It turned out that Linggu didn't take off his trousers just now, because he didn't see the trousers in the clothes Ye Youming gave him.

At this moment, he looked up at Ye Youming softly and obediently, "Master is not wearing pants."

~Master is not wearing pants~

Ye Youming twitched his brows, and looked at Linggu with disgust, "Stupid, I can't even speak clearly."

Holding the clothes, Linggu stood obediently, listening to Ye Youming's teachings, then thought about it and reconstructed what he said just now, "I didn't wear the trousers, Master."

"It's really stupid!" Ye Youming was extremely helpless, but he didn't want to waste his tongue on such a stupid mistake.

He sighed.

"My seated trousers are not suitable for you, they are too big."

"So it's like this!" Lingu asked again: "Then what does Master wear?"

Another sick sentence.

But Ye Youming had already been bothered by Linggu Qi's Wuxin, so he said, "No."

Ling Gu was stunned for a moment, and then looked at him innocently, "Doesn't Master often not wear trousers?"

Ye Youming closed his eyes and rubbed between his brows, "Don't talk to me again."

Linggu pursed his lips, and the obedient one stopped talking to Ye Youming.

Start getting dressed.

Before putting on his clothes, Linggu flicked his wet tail vigorously, throwing all the water out.

Then, I heard Ye Youming's deep and sullen voice saying, "Linggu!"

Linggu was taken aback for a moment, and hurriedly looked at Ye Youming.

Ye Youming's body was covered with water from Linggu, and even his eyelashes were covered with drops of water.

"I'm sorry, Master, I didn't mean it!" Linggu hurriedly wiped the water on Ye Youming's robe with his small hands, but the water had already soaked the fabric, so how could he wipe it dry.

Ye Youming avoids Linggu's little hand, "Put on your clothes."

After finishing his speech, he turned around angrily, and sat on the bluestone beside him.

Linggu said to Ye Youming sincerely again, "I'm sorry, I made Master wet."

She happily put on Ye Youming's black robe, fondling this and that.

He has always liked Ye Youming's clothes, and this time he got his wish and wore them on his body, so he was both excited and excited.

but……

At this moment, Linggu's little hands tugged at the top belt, which he couldn't tie.

What should I do?

Linggu looked at Ye Youming who was sitting on the big bluestone.

Ye Youming sat quietly on the big bluestone, and there seemed to be a gorgeous brilliance in the silence.

He looked at the floating clouds in the sky, and his thoughts were like floating clouds, wandering forever lonely.

"Master?"

The soft voice was full of respect.

Ye Youming withdrew his gaze, looking at the immature and handsome young man in front of him who could squeeze out water.

His eyes moved down from his young and delicate face, across his neck, and settled in front of his open-fronted body.

The red pupils rippled.

The color is so special, like peach blossoms with dew in the morning.

People can't help but want to pick it.

The hand in Ye Youming's cloud sleeve slightly lifted up and stretched out towards the place of temptation.

"Thank you Master for helping me put on my clothes!" Lingu looked at Ye Youming's hand stretched out to him, thinking that Ye Youming was going to fasten the belt on his lapel for him.

Ye Youming paused with his hand, then sighed indiscernibly, and changed it to tie the belt on the lapel of Linggu.

Linggu stood in front of him obediently, "Master treats me so well!"

He came here to ask Master to help him tie the belt on his shirt, and before he could say anything, Master took the initiative to tie it for him.

Ye Youming's breath was gloomy, and he didn't say a word to Linggu. He gently moved his slightly pale fingertips, and tied the belt with a beautiful bow.

Linggu stretched out the tail in his robe wantonly, poked Ye Youming's boots quietly, then wrapped it around Ye Youming's ankle, and then climbed up Ye Youming's calf, like a small snake. It's not easy to play happily.

His legs seemed to be circled by an electric arc, numb and itchy, and Ye Youming's fingertips trembled, and the belt of his clothes was tied in a tight knot.

He frowned, pulled up Linggu's skirt, and pressed Linggu against the bluestone.

"Oops~" Linggu was in pain, his thin and thin back was hurt by the hard and uneven stone surface.

Ye Youming didn't care about how uncomfortable Linggu was, and leaned over with his lips pressed down.

This kiss was short, but it was extremely violent and vicious, biting the tip of Linggu's tongue again.

Ye Youming stood up, lifted the Linggu from the bluestone, and stood still, "This is your punishment."

If you dare to seduce him again, he will never let him go so easily.

Linggu was in a daze the whole time, repeating the word "punishment" in his mind.

What did he do wrong that Master punished him?

After thinking for a while, Lingu finally understood.

It must be that he doesn't know how to wear clothes!So Master punished him.

By the way, Linggu also thought about the reasons why Ye Youming punished him the last two times.

It is also the result.

The last time it was because of the Immortal Venerable, he shouldn't worry about the Immortal Venerable in front of his master.

The last time it was because of the Demon Emperor Gong Siye, he was bullied by the Demon Emperor, and even prevented the master from teaching him.

At this moment, Linggu touched his burning and sore mouth. In fact, this punishment was not uncomfortable, and even felt a little inexplicably comfortable.

It would be fine if the master didn't bite him, he liked being punished by the master.

"Hurry up." Ye Youming didn't want to fly with Linggu Yufeng in his arms.

It became more and more difficult for him to restrain the desire that arose when he was in close contact.

He wants him, wants him hard over and over again, but he is not Zhu Yan, even if he can get the pleasure of desire, he will feel uncomfortable.

Ye Youming walked so fast, those who didn't know it thought he was going to throw Linggu away.

"Master, wait for me." Lingu chased Ye Youming, "I was wrong, next time I must put on my clothes... ah~"

Linggu stepped on the wide hem of the robe and fell a somersault, and the fall was not light.

Ye Youming stopped, and turned back to look at Linggu blankly.

Linggu got up in pain, held up the hem of his robe, ran with his little feet tightly, and came to Ye Youming, with tears in his eye sockets, "Master, don't want me! I will study hard in the future."

After finishing speaking, Linggu knelt down, with a pitiful appearance begging Ye Youming for forgiveness.

"stand up."

Ye Youming has never been used to Linggu kneeling down on him. If someone with a beautiful face kneels down on him, it feels like a master kneeling down to an apprentice.

Linggu got up obediently.

Ye Youming bent down, and with a "tear" sound, he tore off a large portion of Lingu's robe to prevent Lingu from falling down again.

"Keep going."

Ye Youming turned around and continued walking.

Linggu trotted to keep up with him.

But after walking for a while, Linggu was left behind by Ye Youming.

Ye Youming stopped walking, waiting for Linggu to catch up, "What a waste."

Linggu rubbed his stomach with small hands, "Master is hungry, so he can't walk anymore!"

Ye Youming sighed, and comforted himself again and again, to accommodate a little bastard who couldn't even understand a word, and stay by his side.

"There's no food here."

Linggu raised his finger and stood aside on the stone, with his big eyes open, he was looking at a stupid pheasant of the two of them with his head tilted.

Ye Youming's face darkened immediately, "You will ignore what I say."

Linggu quickly shook his head, then waved his hands, "No, master, don't be angry. I always keep your teachings in mind, but if I don't eat meat, my body will not be able to bear it, and I will die in the end. I don't want to leave the master, and I will I don’t want Master to suffer for me.”

Ye Youming looked at the thin young boy in front of him.

It is true that spirit foxes are the most difficult to raise. I heard that Zhu Yan was also a meat eater in her early years, but after she became a fairy, she was protected by a fairy body, so she started to eat bigu.

That's it.

With a flick of Ye Youming's fingertips, a burst of red light shot out, blowing the pheasant's head off, "Go and eat."

Linggu froze for a moment, then picked his fingers and said: "Master, I have already transformed into a human being, and I am eating cooked food."

Ye Youming raised his eyes to look at him, and realized that Linggu was no longer a hairball.

He turned his eyes lightly to the pheasant he had killed, recalling how he ate food 300 years ago when he didn't have bigu.

After thinking for a moment, Ye Youming looked a little unnatural.

He was originally Ba She, before he met Zhu Yan, he also ate raw food, after meeting Zhu Yan, he started to eat cooked food, but at that time it was all prepared by Zhu Yan for him, when he arrived at Xianpai, he would go to the dining hall , he was a vegetarian, and later he became inedia.

Flash is more than 300 years.

That's why Ye Youming didn't know how to cook and eat as Linggu.

I don't know how to cook the pheasant for Linggu.

Seeing that Ye Youming remained silent for a while, Linggu asked cautiously: "Master, can you cook that pheasant for me to eat?"

"No." Ye Youming was categorical, "You do it yourself."

Linggu lowered his head and picked his fingers: "I won't."

"study."

Linggu looked up at him: "Master teach me!"