Stunning monster, soft and cute

Gong Siye covered his mouth, and blood leaked from between his fingers.

Fortunately, he escaped in time, only hurting his lips, and his tongue was not cut by Ye Youming.

Ye Youming once said that if he heard Gong Siye call Linggu little thing again, he would cut off his tongue.

Especially Gong Siye's words kept pricking Ye Youming's ears.

At this moment, Ye Youming's hands were buzzing with lightning arcs, and he was about to deliver a second blow.

Ling Gu hurriedly crawled over, tugged at the hem of his robe, "Master, let's go home." Glancing at Gong Siye, "Master has already taught him a lesson."

Although Gong Siye is always bullying him, Lingu can still feel that Gong Siye has no malicious intentions, unlike Ji Zhenxiu, Wu Yin, Chang Qingtian and the others.

Ye Youming looked at Linggu under his knees expressionlessly.

Ling Gu knelt down at his knees.

Kneel him again!

"stand up."

Linggu stood up obediently.

Gong Siye's gaze never left Linggu's body, he wiped the blood from his mouth, and sighed: "Little thing, I love you even more!"

Ye Youming frowned, "Arrogant, courting death."

Linggu hurriedly hugged Ye Youming's arm that could only move, "Master, let's get out of here!"

With that said, Lingu pulled Ye Youming out of the room.

As soon as he got out of the room, Ling Gu stared at the scene in front of him and was taken aback.

In the huge youth building, the quietness of needles can be heard.

Looking at the hall downstairs, there was no whore. It was quiet.

What Lingu didn't know was that Ye Youming and Gong Siye were richer and richer than the other.

Gong Siye paid a sky-high price for the first night in Linggu, and Ye Youming bought the Qingguan building directly.

After Linggu was dragged out from under the bed by Ye Youming just now, his big, fluffy and snow-white tail was exposed.

At this moment, Ye Youming's eyes fell on Linggu's tail.

The big tail that was originally straight and straight now has a curved shape.

Ye Youming picked up Linggu's tail, showed it to him, and asked, "What's going on?"

Linggu: "It's folded, and it will be like this after it's done."

It turned out that the fracture was not corrected, and the long dislocation became deformed, which greatly affected the appearance.

Ye Youming didn't say anything, and led Linggu into a room.

After entering the room, Linggu asked curiously: "Master, what are we doing here... ouch~~~"

Linggu was so painful that he almost fainted.

I saw that his tail was broken and healed, and it was broken again by Ye Youming.

Linggu's face turned pale from the pain, "Master, what are you going to do?"

His sore heel was unstable, and his thin and emaciated body was crumbling.

Ye Youming picked him up by the waist, put him on the bed, held Linggu's tail and began to deliver mana to heal Linggu's fractured tail.

It turned out that Ye Youming was re-setting Linggu's bones.

"I want you to be perfect."

After repairing, Ye Youming put Lingu's tail on the bed.

He also went to treat the wound on Linggu's foot that was stabbed by porcelain fragments.

Ye Youming raised his eyes and glanced at Linggu, whose eye circles were red from pain and his face was pale.

"I won't go back to the Demon Realm for the next few days, and you can heal your injuries here for the time being."

After finishing speaking, he covered Linggu with a thin blanket, "My lord, go and order the kitchen to cook some supplements for you, because you are getting thinner and thinner."

This irresistible tenderness is hard to resist, especially when his heart and eyes are full of his soul.

"Master..." Linggu burst into tears, "Can you always be so kind to me...you are right to me."

Ye Youming looked at Linggu who was pitiful looking at him, but in his heart was Zhu Yan.

After a while, he lowered his eyes, stopped looking at Lingu, and lay down beside him, with one arm around Lingu, resting his head on Lingu's neck.

Linggu suddenly had the illusion that he was a very fragile person.

"Master."

"Master."

The two whispered these two words almost at the same time.

After an unknown amount of time, the two of them breathed evenly and fell asleep.

During the days when the two were separated, this sleep was the most peaceful sleep they had.

There is no fear of loneliness, no confusion of loss, and no pain of living.

Awakened by the growling sound of his stomach, Linggu's eyelashes trembled, and he opened his eyes immediately.

His nostrils fluttered, sniffing something.

"It smells so good!"

Linggu got up and looked at the dining table.

There are roast chicken, roast duck, braised carp, sweet and sour pork...all of which are Linggu's favorite meats.

Ling Gu didn't have time to put on his shoes, so he ran to the table with bare feet.

Looking at a table of sumptuous delicacies, he rubbed his little hands and wanted to eat them.

"Clean your hands." Ye Youming pushed the door in and said after seeing this scene.

Linggu retracted his little hands, and obediently went to wash his hands in the basin.

"Don't deal with it."

Linggu stuck out the tip of his tongue, and put the little hands that had been washed several times back into the washbasin to scrub.

After a while, Lingu asked: "Master, is it okay this time?"

Ye Youming looked at Linggu's red hands, "It's fine."

He turned back and handed the towel on the shelf to Linggu.

Linggu took the towel and wiped it twice, and was about to throw the towel. He was in a hurry to eat, but was held firmly by a big hand, "Fooling."

With that said, Ye Youming began to carefully wipe away the water stains on Linggu's little hands.

Lingu's heart was wrapped in sweetness, he raised his eyes that were about to overflow with happiness, and looked at Ye Youming.

Ye Youming's face at this moment is his appearance when he was a teenager. The greenness of seventeen or eighteen years old is the most beautiful time.

Especially those glazed pupils, as calm as the clear sky, cold and aloof without the red pupils of Yaozhi.

Inexplicably, he felt a little more like the big brother next door.

The more I watched, the more I liked it, the more I couldn't get enough of it, Linggu's small mouth kept turning upwards.

His eyes couldn't bear to leave Ye Youming's handsome face like a breeze for a moment.

"What are you looking at?" Ye Youming's gloomy and pleasant voice faded into the air.

Apparently someone has found out they've been sexed.

"If you look again, you will pluck out your eyes."

Although Ye Youming's face looked like a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy, seemingly harmless to humans and animals, his words and deeds still behaved like a demon king, cold and violent.

Linggu hurriedly looked back.

But he was still bewitched by Ye Youming's youthful and quiet young man's face, forgetting that the person in front of him was a bloodthirsty, cruel and murderous demon who had lived for hundreds of years.

At this moment, Lingu's little white hand, which was wiped clean by Ye Youming, quietly picked up a strand of Ye Youming's black jade-like hair, and wrapped it around his fingers in circles.

This time, Ye Youming just frowned, and didn't care about his misbehavior.

Slowly wipe the other little hand for Linggu.

At the same time, Linggu's feelings for him have long been cleared in his heart.

After Linggu played with Ye Youming's long hair for a while, his eyes fell on his thin and sexy lips.

He tapped his toes vigorously.

A certain person bent his body indistinctly, as if he was coordinating with Linggu.

When the two lips touched together, Linggu's little heart beat wildly, and his mind went blank, the tip of his nose lingered with the faint cold fragrance of Ye Youming's body.

But suddenly he became timid, Linggu was about to retreat.

But one hand tightly wrapped around his waist, and he changed his mind to kissing Linggu.

The powerful tongue pried open Linggu's tooth crown, and tightly entangled his lilac uvula, demanding the sweet body fluid.

Ye Youming's kiss is like a storm every time, while nourishing, it is also destroying, there is no mercy at all.

At this moment, Linggu's mouth was filled with a strong smell of blood, and he was kissing him dizzily, even suffocating.

Every time, Ye Youming only cared about asking for it, and didn't give Linggu a breath.

Suddenly, Ye Youming let go of Linggu.

Linggu fell to the ground with his limp little body kissed by him, panting heavily.

Ye Youming was condescending, looking at him coldly, "Foxes are sexually promiscuous. This is your punishment for seducing me."

He kisses him as a passion, he kisses him as punishment.

Linggu lay on the ground, as if he had experienced what it was like for Xinyue to be alone.

At this moment, the tails of Lingu's eyes were red with tears, he raised his eyelashes like butterfly wings, looked at him, shook his head and said: "I don't dare anymore, I will never kiss the master again, I will try my best to kiss you." Keep a certain distance from the master, and don't provoke the master's displeasure."

The charm of Linggu at this moment is exactly the same as that of Zhu Yan back then, and it coincides with Zhu Yan in Ye Youming's eyes.

He pulled up Linggu and kissed again like crazy.

The other hand swept all the dishes on the table to the ground, making a crisp sound.

Linggu turned his eyes to look at the dishes scattered all over the floor, and became anxious, "Uuuuuuuuuu~"

He hasn't eaten a bite yet.

Linggu struggled in Ye Youming's arms, but Ye Youming turned around and pressed him on the table.

Lingu was still thinking about the dishes on the ground, and wanted to see if the dishes on the ground were still alive, he was really hungry.

But Ye Youming pressed him firmly under his body, breathing rapidly, and said in a hoarse voice: "Don't move around, I want you."

Linggu was taken aback, not quite understanding what Ye Youming meant, and asked, "Master, what are you talking about?"

Ye Youming buried his face in Lingu's neck, exhaled hot breath as if he wanted to see Linggu burn and melt, "Be honest, spread your legs, I want to mate with you."

Lingu had just confirmed Ye Youming's meaning, and realized that his legs were very tight together, almost twisted into twists.

Before he changed his form, he didn't want to mate with other foxes, and was entangled by other foxes, so he would protect the place with his tail, put the tail between his legs, and then put his legs together very tightly , not giving other spirit foxes a chance.

And at this moment...

Linggu was surprised, he subconsciously didn't want to mate with Ye Youming.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have put his legs together so tightly.

After a while, Linggu didn't move to cooperate with him.

Ye Youming left from Linggu's neck, which was delicately exuding the fragrance of virginity, and raised his head to look at him.

Seeing that Linggu just stared at him blankly, in a trance, Ye Youming bit Linggu's lips and saw blood directly.

"Ah... hiss~"

Linggu groaned in pain.

Ye Youming's words that seemed to give an order sounded next to his ears: "Separate your legs and take off your pants."

Linggu bit his lip, but still didn't move.

From his birth to the present, he has never been like this moment. It is subconscious and instinctive, desperately longing for that expectation to be realized.

Linggu had never been so disobedient to Ye Youming's words.

At this moment, his face was heavy and cold, and he endured the burning desire in his body like magma, "Aren't you happy with me! If you want to combine with me, what are you stubborn about now?"

"Master, I like you, and I want to mate with you and give birth to a litter of our children." Linggu's voice was soft and soft, scratching Ye Youming's heart like a feather, making Ye Youming even more intolerable , wanting to dismantle and eat the spiritual grain.

At the same time, Lingu's words made Ye Youming's anger towards him gradually fade away.

Ye Youming kissed Ling Gu's eyes, and said, "I am so happy that I want to give birth to a litter of snake cubs for me, but why do I resist my closeness to you?"