How to play with a meatball

"How to play with a meat shell?" "

by Xiangu Xianyu

Copywriting: In the Demon Realm, when the bright red moon rose to the sky, Mo Luo stirred up the UFO Night Sea and picked up a clam spirit.He didn't know that, as a piece of fat mussel meat, the little thing's whole body was full of sensitive spots.

Inhuman play, Xianyu Xiangu's writing, as always, is flamboyant.

1. Moro stirs the sea

In the Demon Realm, a round of night red moon slowly rises to the sky.The originally clear golden moon was wrapped in a hazy layer of smoke like red silk, as indistinct as a veil, hanging on the purple-black sky, looking more and more monstrous.

Between the dome and the blue sea, there is a crimson reef, shining with dazzling phosphorescence, standing alone on the ebb and flow of the night sea.Like an independent throne left behind, the vacant seat is waiting for the return of the unique king on it.

Mo Luo has just quelled the joint rebellion of the human and devil circles, and returned triumphantly.Just as he cast his magic power and murdered all directions, the mad blood in his body boiled because of the tyrannical hostility, which could not be calmed down for a long time.When he returned to the Demon Realm, he came to this UFO sea, intending to melt all the hostility in this icy sea tide.

In the crimson light, the handsome figure of the king of the demon world gradually appeared on the red reef in the middle of the sea.He has a charming charm that even heaven and man can't match.The flames are reflected in the brilliant golden pupils, shining brightly, competing with the ever-brightening sun and moon.

The silver hair, like the Milky Way Waterfall, flowed down in gentle curls, slowly falling into the sea of ​​night.Like the bright and bright Milky Way, falling from the sky, accidentally falling into the mortal world, pouring out dazzling brilliance.All the UFOs lurking in the sea of ​​night must stop, hold their breath, and watch the breathtaking beauty.

A pair of sharp ears of the Demon King loomed behind Yinchuan.The tip of the ear with a bit of glass and blue color, inadvertently depicts the most elegant and charming arc in the world, showing the pure blood that belongs only to the king.

Those two thin lips, dyed coral color, moved slightly, and spit out a seductive whisper, not as if they were destroying the spell, but as if they were expressing love to a lover who had been sleeping for thousands of years in the sea of ​​night .But those pearls and words are indeed genuine mantras.

As Moro spit out the mantra between his white teeth, his silver hair grew wildly like a towering giant tree, except that the clump of silver crowns was facing downwards, straight into the night sea.Like wild algae, the long hair of the demon king, which went deep into the sea, acted as the roots that transmit hostile energy, floating inextricably.It became more and more violent and faster, disturbing the tranquility of the entire night sea, gurgling foam, making noise, bouncing, rising, and boiling in the water.

On the surface of the sea, the waves were rough, and the huge waves filled the sky, smashing the red moon reflected in it.Accepting the demon king's hostility, this night is destined to be sleepless.

The magic breath in the UFO sea was originally a breeding ground for spirits and monsters.As everyone knows, how many sleeping beings will wake up that night after being disturbed by the devil king.

2. Picking Shells from the Night Sea

The hostility dissipated, and the water curtain raised by the silver hair gradually stopped fighting.The fine silver threads are shortened in response to the devil's will, rising back to the surface of the water, and occasionally brushing against the surface of those living creatures in the UFO sea, like a spring wave, rippling with tenderness and sweetness.Those dark green fluorescent lights, as if reluctantly leaving the fetish, huddled around the silver thread in groups of three and four, and floated up with the hair.

Mo Luo squinted slightly, but he didn't care. He moved his slender and slender little finger, carrying the devilish energy of the waves, and scattered those auras that didn't know good from bad.

The red lips hooked into a casual smile, so charming and wicked.But suddenly, the smile on the Demon King's face disappeared, replaced by a ray of shock.

What is it?It was actually curled up on his silver hair and still refused to let go?

Mo Luo turned around and saw the pearl shell entwined in his hair.The small thing, less than the size of a palm, has a rather delicate wave pattern shape, and the two pink and white shells are lightly opened, revealing a narrow gap.For some reason, there seemed to be a small hook hidden inside, dragging a strand of his hair in it, neither completely closed nor refusing to spit it out.

The little shell's body was glowing faintly, like a candle made of shark's tears, which was indistinct and never extinguished.With just a quick glance, Mo Luo knew that it was definitely not an ordinary pearl shell, but a clam spirit that was about to be cultivated into a human form.However, the Demon King has the magic eye of dispelling obstacles that illuminates the three realms, and can see in advance the human form that all spirit monsters will be able to cultivate in the future.

Moluo became interested, thinking that he might have a destiny with this little thing, so he broke the spell, closed the magic eye, and at the same time raised his middle and middle fingers to form a sword, and a cluster of red flames ignited at the top. The eyes covered with slender eye feathers flashed across the air.When those golden round pupils opened again, the raging red flames within them burned even more vigorously.The real scenery inside the shell was magnified and projected in Moro's eyes. The Demon King opened his eyes wide and looked at the beautiful child in disbelief.

The huge shell became transparent in the illusion, reflecting the exquisite jade-like person lying in it.It was a boy with dark purple short hair, a pair of large eyes embedded in a delicate and plump doll face like white porcelain, and he was sleeping with his eyelids closed at the moment.The thick eyelashes are attached to the eyelids obediently, and the small cherry lips are pouting unconsciously, which is really cute.

He looked like a child in the world who was fifteen or sixteen years old, but Mo Luo knew that if he wanted to cultivate this complete spiritual essence, he would have to cultivate for a hundred years.

It seems that this Sleeping Beauty has been sleeping in this sea of ​​floating for many years, just waiting for this night, waiting for the Demon Lord to pick him up and start this relationship.Otherwise, how could his small hand like a jade lotus root subconsciously pull on a strand of Moro's silver hair and refuse to let go?Mo Luo smiled meaningfully. It turned out that the reason why he couldn't get rid of it was this.

The meat shell is wrapped in a hard shell, which is like being in a safe cradle, and there is no need for any extra cover around the body.Therefore, in the eyes of Moro, the little thing in the illusion is also naked.The small soft jade handle hangs loosely between a pair of jade legs, and the two plump pink lips are also quietly closed under it.That's right, creatures like shellfish are born lascivious and bisexual.

And what satisfied Moro the most was his pair of nipples, which did not look like the red and brown dogwoods of ordinary humans, but were indeed two delicate beads wrapped and hidden between the breast meat.The pearls are gorgeous, lustrous and dazzling, making people lick and taste.

Shellfish, a century-old pregnant pearl, it turns out that the essence is hidden here.The corner of Mo Luo's mouth evoked a greedy sneer, and he couldn't help but think, if his two colorful lips were parted, the bead underneath must be the brightest and most attractive one, right?

That's right, it's not yet mature, so it's just right to take it home and train it slowly.

The queen Yueji has a jealous personality. In the past, she often tortured those male pets who were sent to his bed to death.Tired of those vulgar and spicy tastes, Mozun became more playful, and wanted to try something different this time.Bringing this shell home, it can just be hidden in the sleeve, and can be played with anytime and anywhere, and there is no need to worry, Yueji is not forgiving, and the noise makes him upset.

Thinking of this, Mo Luo dispelled the illusion, grabbed it from the air, and the pearl flew into the big palm.Yingying's grip just gave the man the satisfaction of being in full control.

3. Dreams come true

Moro lay on the platform of the red crystal stone, resting his head on his hands, lazily leaning his body on one side, exposing his honey-colored chest, staring at the little pearl shell in front of him.The silver-haired shawl, like the frost and snow in the evening forest, covered the bed.

In the entire dormitory, several red curtains were hung, like neon lights falling from the sky, shutting off the spring light in a room.A circle of Nanming candles, burning with the essence of oil condensed from whale oil and shark tears, illuminated the handsome face of the Demon Lord, making it ambiguous.The outline carved like a knife is half clear and half hidden in the darkness. At the junction of light and dust, there is a faint smile that charms all living beings. It is a pity that no one appreciates it.

Mo Luo had never thought before that one day, he would sleep alone at night like this, facing only a moon white pearl oyster, wishful thinking, unable to restrain himself.He is like a patient farmer, taking good care of the flower branches he has planted, waiting for him to bloom.

"Little thing, wake up? Huh?...Wake up? Okay?" Mozun said to himself, then laughed again, stretched out his slender fingers, picked up Xiao Bei carefully, and held it together. When he reached his lips, facing the slightly opened secret seam, he gently blew a mouthful of magic energy.

That sip of sweet breath, like spring wind turning into rain, probably moistened the sleeping creature inside, and the pearl shell held in the palm of the hand trembled slightly for a moment.Immediately afterwards, Mozun heard a sweet sound that sounded like sweet-scented osmanthus wine.

"Huh? Uh... where does the wind come from? It's strange, I thought that no wind could blow into my house."

The Demon Lord was surprised, and hastily used the Obstacle Removing Red Flame to wipe the golden pupil to take a closer look.The boy lying in the two shells opened his eyes bewilderedly, stretched his waist, and looked curiously into the gap.Those eyes filled with green springs reflected the cleanness of the moonlight hitting the ice edge, anyone who took a look at it would feel as if their hearts had been washed by the clear springs.

Moro replied in his heart voice: "It's me. Little thing, can you hear me?"

The boy blinked his big clear eyes and nodded, but he looked around, but he didn't see who the speaker was.In the confused pupils, there was a perplexed look.

"If you can hear it, you can hear it, but... who are you? Where are you?"

Mo Luo was amazed in his heart, it was really strange!