The protagonist of the abuse novel does not allow me to cry

Strong fingers are holding the slender ankle, and the thin callus on the fingertips is rubbing against the delicate skin that is not often touched, which can easily cause the owner of the ankle to tremble.

Ning Yao closed his eyes and tried his best to keep himself motionless.

But the man didn't seem to be satisfied with just wandering around the ankle, moving up from the ankle.

The calf has a smooth and beautiful arc, not shriveled and thin, the calf is slightly swollen, as long as you put your hand on it, you can press a soft depression, which is dazzlingly white.

The calf exposed to the air was slightly cool, but the hand was surprisingly hot.When moving, the palm was lifted slightly, leaving only the five finger pulps with thin calluses all the way up. When they rubbed together, it seemed that there was an electric current, which made Ning Yao itchy and painful.

Ning Yao bit his lower lip with his teeth, making his next decision in his heart.

If this person continues to touch up, he will step on this person's face.

But that hand didn't continue to go up, it stopped at Ning Yao's calf a little below the knee, and held it tightly.

This is a very delicate position, this position is the limit that Ning Yao can bear, and it is also a position that will not leave Ning Yao with a shadow in his heart, and will not make him feel sick.

This Demon Venerable... What exactly does he want to do?

Has he been found to be a fake?

Ning Yao remained motionless, praying in his heart that the Mozun would leave quickly, but felt something was wrong.

Mozun must be ruthless, otherwise he would not be able to be Mozun, and it is not impossible to cut off his leg with one hand.

But now, the hand holding him was gentle, and he didn't dare to use half of his real strength, for fear that he would be pinched and hurt.

It seemed as if it was treating some priceless treasure, for fear of hurting the slightest.

... This is definitely not the attitude towards ordinary magic products. This kind of behavior is rare for ordinary people, let alone the person who did it is a demon king.

Ning Yao was feeling strange when, out of the corner of his eyes, he saw the black figure lowered.

What is this for?

In the next second, Ning Yao knew the answer to this question.

A soft and slightly cool thing stuck to the bulge of his ankle, and then parted slightly, something wet and hot swept across his ankle lightly.

Ning Yao's mind went blank, and it took several seconds before he realized what happened.

This person was kissing him... No, to be precise, he was licking his ankle!

The hairs all over his body exploded in an instant, and Ning Yao didn't care whether it would be exposed, and he was about to step on the demon's face, but he stepped on nothing.

Looking closely, there is no figure of the Demon Lord there, only a puff of black smoke.

Ning Yao jumped off the platform, wiped himself with the grass and leaves on the ground, and ran towards the house.

Yu Li came out of the house after hearing the movement, Ning Yao jumped forward and fell into Yu Li's arms.

"What's the matter, why don't you wear shoes?" Ning Yao heard Yu Li's question.

"I met a pervert!" Ning Yao rubbed against Yu Li angrily, "He licked my feet!"

Ning Yao raised his eyes and pouted his mouth unhappily: "Can you stop looking for it? I want to go back and wash it. Who knows if there is poison on that pervert's mouth."

Yu Li frowned slightly, with concern and worry on his face: "Okay, I won't look for it anymore, I'll go back now."

He held Ning Yao in one hand, drew out the sword in the other, and flew up with Ning Yao.

Along the way, after Ning Yao calmed down a little, he told Yu Li about the matter in detail, and made a serious analysis.

"That person should be the Demon Lord, the mask on his face is exactly the same as the portrait he saw!" Ning Yao frowned and thought, "It's too coincidental, how could I just meet him, there must be a hidden mystery there, I don't know When did he leave, did he notice that I moved."

Ning Yao analyzed seriously, but Yu Li's attention didn't seem to be on this aspect at all.

"You..." Yu Li hesitated to speak, and finally said, "I have heard that after encountering similar things, some people will be depressed for decades, and even die of depression. If you have such thoughts, you must tell me, Don't hold it back."

He was too impulsive, or in other words, this person could seduce him too easily.If it wasn't for Li Zhi who was left to control him, Ning Yao would have been torn off by him long ago and pressed on the grass, letting the tall weeds bury the two of them together.

But after the impulse, there are many regrets.

He didn't want Ning Yao to be depressed because of this incident, he always wanted Ning Yao to be happy all the time.

"It's not that exaggerated..." Ning Yao was taken aback by Yu Li's words.

If it were any other part, he might be so nauseated that he couldn't sleep, but he didn't really care about the position of the ankle, so it wouldn't cause him to eat poorly and sleep badly.

"Wouldn't it be better if you wash it off? How can you remember this kind of thing until tomorrow?" Ning Yao didn't care much, "I know a lot of things that are more exaggerated, and they are nothing compared to that kind of real villain. ... Strange, how do I feel, the Demon Lord is quite merciful, his attitude is so strange?"

Ning Yao fell into deep thought after speaking.

That's right, how could the Demon Lord grab a magic product and kiss?Even if he saw his face and fell in love with his appearance at first sight, shouldn't he be carried back to the Demon Palace according to the domineering character of the Demon Lord?

Before Ning Yao could think of a result, Yu Li flew very fast. In just a short while, they had already flown to a small stream.

They landed on the edge of the creek, Ning Yao stopped thinking, sat down happily on the bank, stretched his legs into the creek, and let the cool water wash his calves and feet.

The sunlight shone on the stream and broke into countless small pieces of golden sequins. The light refracted on those dazzlingly white legs, making the skin on the legs even more delicate, easily attracting the attention of other people present.

After washing quietly for a while, Ning Yao frowned.

"What, is the water too cold?" Yu Li asked again.

"It's not..." Ning Yao shook his head, hesitantly raised his legs from the stream.

The legs were clean without leaving any marks.But Ning Yao always felt that Mozun's big and hot hands were still covering them.

Ning Yao told Yu Li about his feelings: "This should be an illusion in my heart, thinking that the traces he brought to me are still left. It may take a few hours for this illusion to dissipate." .”

Yu Li didn't speak for a moment, the shattered sunlight fragments on the lake floated up and down in his dark eyes, he looked at the well-shaped calf, narrowed his eyes slightly, and opened his mouth.

"Then don't you feel sick for several hours?" Yu Li said softly, "I have a better way to make this feeling go away immediately."

Hearing this, Ning Yao looked over and shook Yu Li's arm again: "What is it? Tell me quickly."

"I'll cover that trace for you, so that you won't feel him again." Yu Li looked into Ning Yao's eyes, the deepest part of his eyes was the hidden madness, but his face was still peaceful. "You only feel me."

Ning Yao was taken aback, but before he could answer, Yu Li, who was sitting next to him, jumped into the stream. Immediately afterwards, Ning Yao felt his ankles being held tightly.

They touched each other in the cool stream water, but Ning Yao still felt the scorching temperature on Yu Li's palm.

"He's like this, did he touch your place?" Yu Li said softly.

"Hmm..." Ning Yao wanted to retract his legs in embarrassment, but was firmly restrained.

Yu Li's hand moved up slowly along his ankle.

Through the cool water flow, the heat and itchiness are easily multiplied. Obviously the process is similar, but because the people who do it are different, everything is different.

Ning Yao tried to shake it a few times, but failed to shake that hand away, instead it seemed to send his leg to Yu Li.

Realizing this, Ning Yao's ears turned red.

"You...how are you so powerful, you can think of this trick!" Ning Yao bent down, reached into the stream, and splashed water on Yu Li's body, "Okay, let me go, he can't do anything, Just do what you do. That pervert is still licking, do you want to follow suit, stop making trouble, come up quickly."

Ning Yao's original intention was to let Yu Li end this strange action, but Yu Li nodded as if he had been reminded.

Ning Yao's feet were lifted out of the stream, and the protruding bones of the ankles were still covered with drops of water, and they were just brought to Yu Li's lips.

The drop of water was kissed by the thin lips, and immediately after soaking in the stream water, the cold legs felt another kind of warmth.

Never close to love, the aloof killing god is bowing his head, kissing his god piously.

From Ning Yao's perspective, he could clearly see how Yu Li pressed against him, when he opened his lips, and how he turned the cold water drops on his ankles into another kind of warmth with body temperature. wet.

This picture still had too much impact on Ning Yao, even more exciting than the few illustrations he saw at the beginning. He pulled back his legs suddenly, bent them up, and buried his face on his knees, The arms wrap themselves up.

In this way, the only thing left outside was the tip of the ear that could not be concealed and was so red that it was about to bleed.

Yu Li hooked the corners of his lips silently, and got out of the stream.

Sitting next to Ning Yao, he steamed the moisture off his body with spiritual power, and asked casually: "Do you still have the feeling on that person's hand? If there is, I can help again, it's not impossible—"

The rest of the words were covered by Ning Yao, who rushed over, with his hands, and Yu Li was able to see the blushing cheeks because of this.

Although his face was blushing with shame, what is certain is that Ning Yao's face is not angry.

"You...how can anyone help you like this!" Ning Yao pushed Yu Li, "It's all your fault for fooling around, I'm angry, and I don't want to get up!"

"Are you angry?" Yu Li glanced at Ning Yao, turned his back and squatted down, "Then you don't have to get up, so it's okay?"

Ning Yao snorted twice, and climbed up Yu Li's broad back.

Forget it, Yu Li has always been single, and he must not be able to skillfully grasp the sense of distance between him and a person, so he forgives him.

It's just that the vivid touch on the ankle still remains, as if being held tightly by a big hand.