Quick Wear: The Crazy Boss Only Loves the Cold Host

Jiang Qing did not immediately stick out her tongue to suck the blood, which had a fatal attraction to her, into her mouth.

Duan Zhuoyan didn't know that Jiang Qing could actually transform quickly just by practicing.

He had probed Jiang Qing's demonic power and found that the demonic energy in her body was thin. It was obvious that even after another hundred years, the probability of Jiang Qing transforming into a human form would be too low.

But since I have saved the nine-tailed fox clan, I might as well do them a favor.

The nine-tailed fox clan rarely participates in human affairs due to their internal strife. Among the many monsters, they are one of the few that do not care about the human world.

The little fox in front of him was not moved by his blood and essence, but instead made Duan Zhuoyan suddenly feel confused.

He knew that the nine-tailed fox clan possessed intelligence even before they transformed, as could be seen from the fact that the little fox could always understand what he said.

But can a fox this young resist the temptation of pure blood?

Before Duan Zhuoyan could think of an answer, his fingertips were wrapped by a soft mouth.

Jiang Qing's lively fox eyes did not stare at Duan Zhuoyan, but looked at the skin texture on his outstretched arm. The blue veins on his wheat-colored skin stood out from the thin skin.

In just a few moments, Jiang Qing opened his mouth and stepped back. The essence and blood he sucked in entered his body and rushed around inside. It seemed that his meridians could not withstand such a powerful force.

Jiang Qing couldn't help but stretch out her fox claws involuntarily because of the pain. Her sharp nails scratched several marks on the high-quality ebony tea table, and some sawdust was stuck on the white fur.

Duan Zhuoyan just watched quietly, then formed seals with his hands and placed a soul-stabilizing seal on Jiang Qing, then returned to the place where he had been meditating before and entered a state of concentration.

These are the prices Jiang Qing has to pay for transforming early. If the transformation unfortunately fails, even Duan Zhuoyan will be powerless to save the situation.

Jiang Qing only felt a chill and a burning sensation in her body. It was so cold that she shivered, and so hot that she felt anxious and worried.

During her struggle she rolled off the tea table, but there was a carpet on the ground, so she was not hurt when she fell.

She hasn't called out since she woke up, perhaps because she doesn't know how a fox calls.

It hurt so much that she didn't even have the strength to stand up from the carpet, and didn't make a sound.

After Duan Zhuoyan entered into a state of meditation, he blocked out all sounds from the outside world. Thinking carefully, he and the little fox could only have been a chance acquaintance. The cause and effect of him saving her life and transforming for her became complicated in the dark.

Jiang Qing tried to regulate his breathing and luck in the pain, and used his demonic power. The demon pill in his body seemed to explode because of the drop of Duan Zhuoyan's blood.

As long as she can get through this, she will be able to leave.

This is also the reason why Jiang Qing swallowed Duan Zhuoyan's blood. If she were allowed to practice on her own, she would probably have to stay with Duan Zhuoyan for a while. She didn't want to be caught in that demon-catching bag again.

There was scorching air between her breaths, and at a certain moment Jiang Qing felt her demonic power surge. The next moment, in her hazy vision, she discovered that her hands had changed from furry claws to the five fingers she was familiar with.

A white light flickered on her body, and soon her whole body took on a human form.

Her girlishly soft skin rose and fell with her breathing. Her face was absolutely stunning, with her upturned eyebrows and eyes full of charm.

Her beautiful body was lying on the carpet, naked.

Jiang Qing's consciousness was still hazy, and he closed his eyes and used his magic power.

Although she was naked, she did not feel cold. Instead, she could feel a faint heat wave coming from her demon core.

After a long time, she sat up from the carpet. Duan Zhuoyan was sitting on a couch not far away, meditating, completely oblivious to the world outside.

Jiang Qing stood up shakily with the help of a round chair beside her. Accustomed to walking on all fours, she suddenly stumbled when walking on two legs, but fortunately after taking five or six steps she regained the feeling of human walking.

The depths of the demon pill inexplicably attracted her to walk towards Duan Zhuoyan.

One step, two steps...

At the seventh step, Jiang Qing finally walked in front of Duan Zhuoyan and fell gently into his arms.

At the same time, Duan Zhuoyan suddenly opened his amber eyes, and what came into his sight was Jiang Qing's naked body.

He calmly tried to shake Jiang Qing off him, but Jiang Qing was faster. She put her arms around Duan Zhuoyan's neck and whispered in his ear, "Master, I'm so hot."

After saying that, Jiang Qing started to rub against Duan Zhuoyan.

She was about to transform, and was fed a drop of essence and blood by Duan Zhuoyan. Due to several collisions of power, she transformed ahead of schedule. As a result, her demonic power, which she could not control, overflowed everywhere. Foxes are lustful, and they couldn't help but have a fever after transforming.

Duan Zhuoyan glanced at Jiang Qing in his arms indifferently. Faint golden Sanskrit characters suddenly appeared on his shoulder muscles that were not covered by clothes, and the karma fire mark between his eyebrows was also red as blood.

At this moment, he did not notice any changes in himself. He just looked somewhere in the void and breathed steadily.

Jiang Qing is not wearing any clothes, so you must not look at her.

Duan Zhuoyan lightly held Jiang Qing's shoulders, and a light flashed in his palm, and Jiang Qing suddenly had a set of covering clothes on his body.

She was wearing a pure white gauze dress, just like when she was a little fox.

Immediately afterwards, Jiang Qing was knocked down by Duan Zhuoyan's magic power and collapsed to the ground.

She moaned weakly, as if in pain, her delicate eyebrows frowned, and her demonic power instantly surged. She stood up again and pounced on Duan Zhuoyan.

Duan Zhuoyan obviously didn't expect Jiang Qing to get close to him. His calm face was stunned for a moment. No demon had ever dared to get close to him like this.

"Master, is it good to be a good person?"

Jiang Qing just felt uncomfortable, and the demon pill in her dantian was emitting waves of heat, as if it was going to melt her.

Duan Zhuoyan remained unmoved and raised his palm again, trying to shake Jiang Qing off.

Jiang Qing was prepared. She pressed his shoulders and moved her magic power slightly. In an instant, Duan Zhuoyan was pressed down on the couch by her. Duan Zhuoyan's legs, which were originally cross-legged, were straightened.

"I would also like to thank the master for helping me transform into a human form."

Jiang Qing smiled sweetly, and the side hall with dim candlelight seemed to be illuminated in an instant.

Duan Zhuoyan finally frowned. If he had encountered such a monster in the past, he would have subdued it for sure. But for the little fox in front of him, he could not let go of the Buddhist beads in his palms several times.

Jiang Qing lowered his head to look at him, and the golden Sanskrit words on his shoulder were now clearly visible.

She moved her fingertips slightly, and her delicate fingertips touched that inch of skin, causing Duan Zhuoyan's chest muscles to twitch.

The wrist was suddenly grabbed by the person under him, "Little fox, wake up."

Jiang Qing did not stop. The wheat-colored skin under her hand felt so good that she could not help but cover it with her entire palm.

There was a sharp pain in the palm of his hand, which was opened by Duan Zhuoyan's magic power.

Jiang Qing was not angry. He clenched his fists and then unclenched them, reaching down to touch the monster-catching bag on his waist. Duan Zhuoyan's forehead jumped, and he saw Jiang Qing pull down his monster-catching bag and throw it on the ground.

“I don’t like this.”

Jiang Qing's mind was sometimes clear and sometimes blurred. She only knew that she had been feeling uncomfortable these past few days and it seemed to be all because of the monster-catching bag. So after throwing it out, she glared at Duan Zhuoyan to express her dissatisfaction.

The power of the demon pill urged her to stay close to Duan Zhuoyan, so she followed her heart and leaned close to Duan Zhuoyan's earlobe.

Duan Zhuoyan didn't know what Jiang Qing wanted to do. The hand holding the Buddhist beads was tightly clenched on the beads, and the other hand was pressing on the edge of the wooden couch, as if he was enduring something.