From the Chaos to the Tomb Robbery

Mo Jiu's body was also extremely strong. Even when he was spanked by Zhang Qiling before, he didn't feel anything.

Unexpectedly, this time, he felt as if his head was hit by a heavy hammer, and he saw stars, just like the pain he felt when his father hit his forehead last time.

He gritted his teeth and reached out to rub his forehead, but was pushed aside by Zhang Qiling's hand.

Mo Jiu stared blankly at Zhang Qiling who sat up.

"I'm in pain too! Why did you push Xiaojiu?"

Zhang Qiling lowered her head to look at him with a look of complete confusion, and pursed her bruised lips.

The blood-red color on Mo Jiu's rosy lips was like a blooming red plum, which gradually deepened the color of Zhang Qiling's eyes.

"Don't do this again next time." Then, Zhang Qiling stretched out his fingers and gently wiped the blood off Mo Jiu's lips.

Mo Jiu only felt his lips being gently wiped by a finger, which made him feel a strange tingling sensation in his heart.

She couldn't help but stick out her pink little tongue and lick her lips, just like a kitten that had just stolen food and was wiping its mouth.

Zhang Qiling's fingers paused, then he withdrew them imperceptibly and got off the bed.

If you look closely at the tips of his ears, you will find a light pink color spreading on the tips of his ears, like a newly blooming peach blossom, which looks quite cute.

Mo Jiu stared at Zhang Qiling's departing back with his big round eyes and was stunned for a moment.

He hadn't even had the chance to touch the little brother's Qilin body, so why did he leave like that?

Thinking of this, Mo Jiu immediately climbed up from the bed and pounced directly from behind Zhang Qiling with skillful movements.

He put his arms around Zhang Qiling's neck, then clamped his legs around his waist and hung on Zhang Qiling like a koala.

"Come down."

Zhang Qiling felt the warm body on his back and for the first time he felt unnatural. He wanted to get this naughty little unicorn off his body as soon as possible.

"No, I want to touch the Qilin."

Mo Jiu shook his head violently on his back and kicked his feet at his waist, just like a naughty child.

Zhang Qiling reached out and pulled him off his back, letting him stand in front of him. Her clear and calm eyes looked into his big, round and innocent eyes.

"Just touch it, little brother."

Mo Jiu pointed his finger, and the eyes rolled around as if he was trying to do something evil.

"You can't change into my original form. If you want to touch it, your original form will do." Zhang Qiling said. He raised this little Qilin himself, so he could tell what he wanted to do just by looking at his little movements!

The innocent Mo Jiu had no idea that his ideas were as numerous as stars, and the expression on his face was like a mirror, clearly reflecting his inner thoughts.

"No, I just want to touch you. Give it to me, give it to me, just once." Mo Jiu acted like a child and acted coquettishly to him.

But Zhang Qiling was unmoved. He knew very well that if there was a first time, there would be a second time. He knew Mo Jiu's character very well.

Seeing that Zhang Qiling really didn't give it to him, Mo Jiu jumped around in anger, with unhappiness written all over her pretty face, as if to say, "I'm angry!"

"Stop making trouble. In the Qilin clan, every Qilin will only allow the other half that it cares about the most to touch it." Zhang Qiling reached out and grabbed the angry Mo Jiu, coaxing him softly.

"Isn't Xiaojiu the one that Xiaoguan brother cares about the most? My original form was touched by my brother before, and he even held me while sleeping!"

It can only be said that Mo Jiu was not smart enough and did not understand the meaning of Zhang Qiling's words at all.

Zhang Qiling pursed his lips. He was not a pure Qilin before, so naturally he didn’t know this rule of the Qilin clan.

"I don't care, I want to touch it back too. Only Xiaojiu can touch little brother's Qilin original form."

"If you touch me, you will be mine from now on." Zhang Qiling stared at his face and said seriously.

"But when we first met, the little brother said, 'Xiao Jiu is yours from now on'!"

Mo Jiu tilted his head and looked at Zhang Qiling, as if to say, "It has always been like this!"

The corners of Zhang Qiling's mouth slightly raised, revealing a barely perceptible smile. He had nothing to say to the innocent and lovely Mo Jiu.

"Wait until you grow up! I'll let you touch it."

But when the time comes, you can't regret it.

"I want it now. You changed last time and I touched you!"

"No."

"I'll go find my mother and tell her that you bullied me."

Zhang Qiling: …

His mother doesn't even know that her son is no longer human!

In the end, Zhang Qiling couldn't resist Mo Jiu's pestering and agreed to let him touch her for a while.

However, when he felt the hands kneading his body, Zhang Qiling, who had transformed into a little black unicorn, showed a look of regret on his face.