he's a cat, demon

When Miao Wu woke up, he was far away from Duanbai Grotto, and was in the Boneless City.

Seeing Zhao Mao who came up to him and asked him if he was not feeling well, Miao Wu was so angry that he raised his hand and pawed.

Zhao Mao didn't hide, Miao Wu's body was empty of demon power and demon energy, this claw only left three small red marks on Zhao Mao's face.

"This is my residence in the demon world. I will take you back to the human world when the dog clan demon king settles down." Zhao Mao looked at Miao Wu very gently when he said this.

Unexpectedly, Zhao Mao would want to take him back to the human world, Miao Wu was stunned for a while before he came back to his senses: "Are you a fool? I am the young master of Duanbai Grottoes, not the kitten in the human world who can't even practice Monster! I advise you to release me as soon as possible, do you want to repeat the battle between monsters and monsters a hundred years ago? I will not go back to the human world with you!"

Zhao Mao pursed his lips and stared at him for a long time, left a sentence "Think again", then turned and left the room.

Miao Wu got up and wanted to go out, but because of his strength being suppressed, he couldn't get out of the barrier Zhao Mao set up at the door.

"Zhao Mao, how dare you imprison me?" Miao Wu was furious, furious, "Listen to me, I will never go back to the human world with you!"

After Zhao Mao left, Miao Wu gasped for a while at the door, and after calming down, he turned around and looked at the room he was in, trying to see if he could leave from another place.

However, after looking at it, he realized that although the decoration of this room is not luxurious, it can also be seen that it is not a guest room, especially in a small room connected to the master bedroom, the walls are full of cold weapons, as if it is a private warehouse.

Could this be Zhao Mao's own room... Miao Wu had a guess in his mind.

That guy is a fool, isn't he afraid of destroying himself by leaving his private collection here?

Before Miao Wu could think of a way to make trouble, a strange sound came from the door.

As soon as he came out of the small room, he saw the little chick he picked up in the world when he lost his memory rushing in the door and pounced on him.

"You're finally back. Are you all right? Are you not injured? Have you been bullied? Don't show up in front of me, the one called Fengshi, or I won't be able to beat him to death!"

Ah Zheng hugged Miao Wu's thigh tightly, and poured out his words, which hit Miao Wu with embarrassment and confusion.

"Don't worry, I'll kill him." Miao Wu patted his head and comforted him.

Ah Zheng's crying stopped abruptly.

Just when Miao Wu was thinking about whether it was too much for him to say this to the child, Ah Zheng raised his face and looked at him: "Miao Wu is really amazing."

"..."

Miao Wu tried to move her feet, but found that her thighs were held upright by the child, and she couldn't move at all.

It just so happened that Zhao Mao, who was following Ah Zheng, entered the door at this time. Seeing him, Miao Wu narrowed his eyes, patted Xiaojizai's head, and said, "Little guy, don't you want to protect me? The one who really bullied me People are here."

"Who!" Ah Zheng turned around and looked towards the door, but only saw Zhao Mao standing there. He looked back at Miao Wu suspiciously, "Where is the guy who bullied you?"

Miao Wu twitched the corner of his mouth, pointed at Zhao Mao: "He."

Hearing that Miao Wu said it was Zhao Mao, Ah Zheng was taken aback for a moment, and then said to Zhao Mao: "Dad, why did you make Mom angry?"

Zhao Mao was not surprised by Ah Zheng's reaction at all, he waved at Ah Zheng: "We have something to say, you go out to play first, and come back later."

Ah Zheng let go of Miao Wu's hand, and nodded obediently: "Okay." After speaking, he turned his head three times and walked towards the door.

Halfway through, Ah Zheng couldn't help turning his head and said to the two adults with a serious face: "You guys are well, don't quarrel, and don't fight."

Miao Wu snorted coldly.

Zhao Mao: "..." Sure enough, there are some things that need to be avoided by children.

After Ah Zheng left, Miao Wu took two steps towards Zhao Mao, his sky blue eyes reflected Zhao Mao's poker face.

"What else can we talk about?" Miao Wu stopped one meter away from Zhao Mao, sat crookedly on the table, and said sarcastically.

Zhao Mao: "Have you thought about it yet?"

Miao Wu raised his brows lightly: "What are you thinking about? Going back to the human world?"

"Ah."

"I've made up my mind, I won't go back."

"You said 'return', not 'go'." Zhao Mao's lips curved slightly.

Miao Wu was stunned for a moment, and after realizing it, he sneered: "Going back and going are the same, anyway, I won't go to the human world with you."

He turned his face away and didn't look at Zhao Mao, but his heart was beating slightly. When did this stinky dog ​​become so sharp?

Zhao Mao only thought that what he said was duplicity, he walked to the table, sat down on the chair, and poured a glass of water for the two of them.

Seeing that he had returned to his peaceful death, Miao Wu rolled his eyes, got down from the table, hooked his feet over the stool beside him and sat down, picked up the glass and took a sip of water: "What exactly do you want?"

Zhao Mao put down the tea cup in his hand, stretched out his hand to hook his neck, kissed his lips, opened his teeth with the tip of his tongue, and the cool water slid down the gap between their lips that were not so tight.

Miao Wu frowned slightly, and wanted to push him away when he stretched out his hand, Zhao Mao crushed his lips, and he stepped back first, supported his back with one hand, inserted his hand into the bend of his knee, Miao Wu hugged her directly.

"Do you want to die!" Being hugged in such a posture, Miao Wu's face flushed almost instantly, he grabbed Zhao Mao's collar with one hand, and shouted angrily, "Put me down."

Zhao Mao let him down, but put him directly on the bed.

Miao Wu turned over and wanted to get off the bed, but Zhao Mao directly pressed him back on the bed.

The overwhelming kisses covered Miao Wu, his left hand clenched his sleeves and hung on the edge of the bed, his right hand weakly pushed Zhao Mao, and was dizzy from his passionate kisses that seemed to be licking flesh and bones.

After all, it is the person I have liked for so long, Miao Wu couldn't refuse Zhao Mao's approach, the right hand that was originally rejecting gently wrapped his shoulders around his shoulders, and gently pressed the other person onto himself.

The temperature in the air was slowly rising, and Miao Wu felt his body go limp under the opponent's control, and a little bit of piss appeared on his lips inadvertently.

Suddenly, there was a "jingle".

The sound of the sharp weapon hitting the ground awakened the confused two. Zhao Mao looked sideways at the ground, and a dagger fell out of Miao Wu's loose left cuff and landed on the ground.

Panting for breath, Miao Wu squinted at his left hand, and later realized that the short sword he had just taken out from the small room had exposed its stuff.

He looked up at Zhao Mao, thinking that this guy would be very angry if it was over.

However, Zhao Mao only glanced at the short sword that fell on the ground, then turned his head, and only Miao Wu was the only one in his eyes.

"continue."

Miao Wu was stunned, and stared at Zhao Mao calmly pressed down, and put his lips in his mouth again.

After a long time, the temperature on his body rose again, he sighed softly, closed his eyes and enjoyed the intimacy at this moment.

Feeling a big fiery hand grabbing the corner of his clothes, Miao Wu trembled slightly, raised his hand to hold the big hand, he opened his eyes, his eyes were slightly red, but his voice was harsh: "Remember the stinky dog, yeah If you want mine, if you dare to regret it, I will kill you."

Seeing the little guy with disheveled clothes under his body but unforgiving mouth, Zhao Mao looked tenderly, and he bent down to hold his Adam's apple: "I love you, I don't regret it."

As soon as this sentence came out, Miao Wu seemed to be drained of all his strength, relaxed his body, and let the other party do whatever he wanted.

The moment he was turned over, Miao Wu finally couldn't restrain himself and said, "Zhao Mao, I'm afraid..."

... He was afraid that Zhao Mao would hate him after recovering his memory.

The arrow was on the string, but Zhao Mao stopped his movements because of Miao Wu's whisper, his heart was pounding, but he couldn't ignore the slightly trembling voice of the person under him.

In the end, Zhao Mao bit the tip of Miao Wu's ear hard: "Don't be afraid, I won't do anything."

After speaking, he turned over and sat up, and put on the clothes he had just taken off for Miao Wu again.

It just so happened that there was a noisy sound outside, Zhao Mao got out of bed and straightened his clothes, and said to Miao Wu: "You rest in the room, I'll go out and see what's going on."

Halfway through, Zhao Mao turned back and told Miao Wu, who was still in a daze, "I don't impose restrictions, so don't leave, okay?"

"it is good."

Until Zhao Mao left with a satisfied face, Miao Wu didn't realize what he promised.