Fox spirit's self-cultivation

Zheng Xuanli lay in the jacuzzi, holding a glass of red wine, hugging the beauty in his arms, took a sip of the red wine, kissed the beauty, and said, "It's too corrupt."

He is a stone fox in the countryside. He really didn't expect the rich people to enjoy it so much.

The beauty pushed Zheng Xuanli's head away without a word, got up and grabbed the bath towel and began to wipe off the water droplets.

He was also obsessed with ghosts, obviously just to see if Xi Lu had other plans, don't tell me that Zheng Xuanli was still counting the money after being sold, who knew that after staying for a day, he was persuaded by Zheng Xuanli to take a bath in a daze up.

Probably Zheng Xuanli lying in the water looks too dazzling, like a sculpture of a god carefully carved by an artist, every inch is perfect, even the tattoo wet by hot water has a seductive smell.

So Kong Lingxiao was abducted into the bathtub by Zheng Xuanli when he first arrived.

But fortunately, he controlled it, and the two of them didn't do anything more ridiculous.

However, it is only the last step.

Kong Lingxiao put on his shirt and jeans unnaturally, feeling a weird emptiness there.

Shame!

It's all because the bathtub has too many facilities, and Zheng Xuanli is a bad-hearted person, so let's just take a shower, so he took him to try out the new functions of the bathtub, and fulfilled his original words thoroughly.

He wants to paint the surface of the oiled paper umbrella with his own hands.

The surface of the umbrella was painted, and Kong Lingxiao almost hit someone because of his mischief. After he got dressed, he couldn't help but glared at Zheng Xuanli bitterly.

"You said you were just taking a shower."

But when he turned around, his eyes straightened.

Zheng Xuanli picked up a large pure white lace wedding dress from nowhere. Standing by the bathtub, he slowly pulled up the shoulder straps, adjusted the veil, and drank red wine slowly.

The red wine wetted the man's elegantly raised lips, and he fell down onto the white skirt along his chin. He sat on the window sill, his long legs crossed, and the hem of the skirt was lifted, revealing a section of white lace stockings and decorative The lady's high heels with floral patterns dangled on the tip of Kong Lingxiao's heart.

Zheng Xuanli raised his hand to wipe off the red wine from his lips: "Are you really not going to come wash with me?"

"Dirty!"

Kong Lingxiao couldn't look away, his face was blushing with blood dripping, and there was only slight anger on his face.

Zheng Xuanli finished drinking the red wine with a smile, put the wine glass aside, and walked towards Kong Lingxiao wearing the fluffy and white wedding dress. The high-heeled shoes stepped on the bathroom floor, making a crisp sound, which was in harmony with Kong Lingxiao's pounding heartbeat.

"Don't you like it? This is a wedding dress I found with great difficulty. I even wore a veil on purpose. Isn't it beautiful?"

Zheng Xuanli had promised that Kong Lingxiao would be fascinated by his beauty, so how could it be appropriate to wear only one suit on a man and a suitable lady's ancient costume? It must be the most holy wedding dress!

Make sure that Kong Lingxiao, the little peacock who looks at his face, is fascinated to death, so fascinated, even if he knows his identity as the devil king, he is not willing to leave him!

Realizing that the little peacock had become suspicious, Zheng Xuanli put on the fox's skin completely, and wanted to be a vixen who would be so charming that people would not pay for his life.

Kong Lingxiao was completely intoxicated as Zheng Xuanli expected.

Regardless of men and women, who can resist their beloved wearing a wedding dress?

It's still such a holy and beautiful set of complicated wedding dresses that people can't help but hold their breath.

"Do you like it?" Zheng Xuanli came over and held up the peacock's face.

The peacock's Adam's apple rolled, his body trembled, and he raised his hand to touch Zheng Xuanli's fingers: "I like it."

Zheng Xuanli smiled gracefully, holding the little peacock's waist with one hand.

With a click, the belt that had just been fastened fell heavily, and was thrown aside by Zheng Xuanli.

The demon king's pupils faintly dilated, and Kong Lingxiao's expression of being obsessed with himself in front of him really pleased him, so he lifted his veil to reveal the pearl earrings stuck on his ears.

The slender fingers fiddled with the pure white pearls, the pearls shook slightly, and Zheng Xuanli's smile also carried the smell of blooming flowers from the other shore.

It was dark, and it unabashedly flaunted its own intentions.

"Are you happy to see me wearing a wedding dress for you?"

"……Happy……"

Peacock looked confused, stood on tiptoe, held Zheng Xuanli's shoulders and offered red lips.

He swallowed quickly, obviously being provoked.

Zheng Xuanli, who kept flirting, was as steady as a rock, and didn't even respond to his lover's kiss.

It's almost hot.

He smiled, withdrew his hand from his ear, and rubbed Kong Lingxiao's Adam's apple, like rubbing another lovely pearl: "Do you want to be happier?"

"……think."

"Then follow me, my lovely bride."

"You are my bride!"

Kong Lingxiao said impatiently.

"Okay, I'm your bride."

Zheng Xuanli smiled, held the young man's hand, and led him to a huge and gorgeous bronze mirror in the room.

It was a mirror specially prepared by Xi Lu for his king, like an erected throne, decorated with golden roses and a crown, the mirror surface was polished very smooth, clearly reflecting a pair of lovers standing in front of the mirror.

The man in the white wedding dress was tall and handsome. The veil and pearl decoration of the wedding dress softened his lines, making his appearance more beautiful, and even exuded a ghostly aura.

Zheng Xuanli held his lover's hand and slowly placed it on the armrest of the bronze mirror imitating the throne.

"Am I pretty?" Even though he was wearing a sacred white wedding dress and even a veil embellished with diamonds, the man's aura changed slightly.

Not too unfamiliar, full of aggression, and somewhat familiar.

"Very beautiful." Kong Lingxiao was completely bewitched, holding onto the armrest in a daze, her waistline slightly caved in with her lover's palm.

Zheng Xuanli leaned over and kissed his lover: "Since you think I'm pretty, then you should watch carefully and don't blink."

Like a blooming peony gently unfolding its petals, revealing the pollen-producing stamens, the person in front of the mirror just lifted part of the heavy skirt.

Kong Lingxiao's pupils trembled, his whole body turned red like a cooked shrimp, but he didn't move, and he couldn't bear to leave, so he could only obediently hold the decoration on the mirror as his lover who crazily tempted him hoped. .

"So nice."

The delicate and passionate kiss fell, scorching the submissive little peacock like the summer sun.

The peacock is quite beautiful when it dances the courtship dance. Zheng Xuanli has never seen his beloved peacock dance the courtship dance for him.

He wanted to see it very much at this time, and he also wanted to personally hand over the peacock dance and fly to the clouds.

So he held up a slender foot of the captured peacock with his own hands, and made it step on the cabinet next to the mirror with just the right height as if he was practicing a dance.

That way, he could continue dancing.

The peacock raised its slender neck, danced and sang happily with the gorgeous swan behind it.

The mirror surface is like a sparkling lake, reflecting their harmonious dancing posture. The peacocks are already fascinated, and the end of their eyes are so red, looking at everything reflected on the water.

Gradually, the throats of the dancing adult birds let out low chants.

The peacock also got the joy of flying from this dance, and he flew up to the clouds under the leadership of the swan again and again.

At this time, the courtship dance in the ensemble changed again. The swan stretched out its wings, lifted the peacock's feet, and gliding on the water with the bird, which was completely captured by its own beauty.

There were waves on the water surface, and the flight produced violent bumps again and again.

The dance became more and more passionate, and the cries on the lake also changed their tone.

All this can only be brought by the swan, the temptation that the peacock cannot refuse.

However, no matter how high it flies, the peacock will still look down at the ground.

He firmly held the handle on the mirror, bit his lips tightly, and looked at the mirror with half-closed eyes. His cheeks were wet with sweat, like a tomato that just ripened in summer. Sugar and time precipitated sweet and plump juice. Swaying and trembling in the rain.

The fingertips holding the mirrored armrest are as bright red as petals, but the meridian on the knuckles is as delicate as the owner's but beats impatiently: "Someone will come in..."

The swan did not allow the peacock to just descend from the clouds: "No, they are very sensible and caring."

The brighter the tomato in this season, the sweeter it is, the more sweet and sour it is, and the aftertaste is endless aftertaste.

Zheng Xuanli, the vicious swan who likes to wander around the orchard the most, will naturally taste the tomatoes carefully, which is bound to leave a lasting impression on his tongue.

So the peacock can only continue to dance with the swan.

Once again flapping its wings and flying to the clouds, both swans and peacocks uttered intoxicating chirps.

It was a high-spirited piece of music they played together, in which the peacock's first cry, which had been restrained, became clearer and more mellow, charming and crisp, and then became more high-spirited, melodious, and soul-stirring.

Even the peacock, who was about to be tempered into ketchup, could no longer bear to watch the dance in the mirror. He closed his eyes and sang wantonly, responding to the swan's dance.

After the ensemble is over, the dance continues.

Zheng Xuanli hugged his lover, walked through the hall outside the bathroom, walked all the way to the bedroom, put him on the soft bed, and still couldn't get enough: "Ling Xiao, you sing really well, I want to try again now." Whether this bed fits well or not, let's come together."

"I like it, I like it..."

Kong Lingxiao shook his head messily, with tears in the corners of his eyes. Even though he was a peacock spirit, the flight training of soaring above the clouds and swooping down again and again made his eyes turn red from crying.

"No...let me go!"

The young man turned his head to the side, biting the snow-white pillow, tears meandering down his cheeks.

However, the oil-paper umbrella that has been smeared with tung oil keeps opening and closing, obviously wanting to get used to the old umbrella again.

Poor and presumptuous, trembling, crying, and reluctant to part.

Even the bird's claws that had been lifted by the swan's wings were entangled, tightly holding on to the swan that was about to leave.

Who can resist this!

Zheng Xuanli knew that the peacock had gained a different kind of fun from the process of learning to fly, but his restraint and solemnity did not allow him to continue flying, conflicts and expectations, but in the end, expectations prevailed.

"The tongue is not the heart."

Since he still wants to learn to fly, Zheng Xuanli will of course teach his little peacock how to fly higher as a courtesy to being taught math problems last time.

Zheng Xuanli is a good coach, and Kong Lingxiao is also a good apprentice. In the end, the two of them learned to fly together, and roamed freely in the blue sky and dark night.

Under the brocade quilt as soft as clouds, both of them felt that the mattress was also very comfortable.

"I've also seen some interesting flying postures..."

Zheng Xuanli still didn't finish his speech.

The little peacock wanted to kick him off the bed: "No!"

However, the bed was too big, Zheng Xuanli was not kicked away, but seeing his lover's complexion changed greatly, he seemed uncomfortable, he hurriedly said: "Take a good rest, you are exhausted, you rest, I will clean up."