Can the tail be tickled?

The young man's voice was slightly upturned, with a long tail, half well-behaved, but also half-loose, like a kitten, with its paws that have not yet stretched out its claws, gently scratched Ye Wuhui's heart, asking him Dazed for a moment, his cheeks flushed, and he quickly let go of his hand.

"I just saw that you were a little scared, so I... sorry."

Mo Ziyi blinked innocently: "I didn't mean to blame the young master. It's just... Hey, little brother, what's wrong with you, why is your face so red, but you have a fever?"

As he said, he put his palm on Ye Wuhui's forehead, and then touched his own forehead, for a good comparison, but he didn't think it was real enough, so he directly held Ye Wuhui's cheek, and held his own face. Pressed his forehead: "I don't have a fever, why are you so hot?"

"..." The young man's face was close at hand, his eyelashes were black and slender, and his warm breath almost hit his face. Ye Wuhui bit his lips and clenched his palms tightly, restraining his brain. in the impulse.He took a deep breath, held Mo Ziyi's wrist, put it down gently, and said, "I...it's fine..."

Mo Ziyi secretly rejoiced in his heart.If he had known that in his previous life he had pretended to be cute, but he didn't get angry after eating his tofu like this. If he was still like the previous life, Ye Wuhui would probably have picked up Qing Yu to chop him up with this movement.

"Ahem." Yang Xinghe couldn't bear the atmosphere anymore, coughed twice, reminding them that he was still here.

Between the two of them, the leopard surnamed Yang shone slightly.

Mo Ziyi lowered his eyelids and made a face at Yang Xinghe.

Ye Wuhui just remembered this, felt impolite for a moment, bowed his hands to Yang Xinghe, and said politely: "Brother Xinghe, how are you doing these days, will Ayi cause you any more trouble?"

Yang Xinghe glanced at Mo Ziyi, and said with a meaningful smile, "Ayi... cough cough."

Mo Ziyi glared at him calmly, then pretended to be very concerned, rushed up and patted him on the back: "Senior Brother, what's wrong with you, why are you coughing, but you have a cold?" Said, "Ten roast chickens."

"Cough cough, cough cough." Yang Xinghe coughed harder.

Mo Ziyi slapped him hard on the back: "Add two middle-grade spirit stones!"

Yang Xinghe recovered in an instant, stopped coughing, smiled and said to Ye Wuhui, "Ayi, I'm fine. He's sleeping in the room. He's very delicate. He thinks it's noisy here, so he won't come! So I went to see him, I thought you were thinking about it."

"Naturally." Ye Wuhui said.

"Junior brother, we should go." No matter how much Yang Xinghe took advantage of the fire, he was still a conscientious senior brother. He helped Mo Ziyi calculate the time for his transformation, in case he forgot for a while and showed his original form, turning the monster's body Exposure of identity will only increase trouble.

Yang Xinghe bent over: "Young Sect Master, then we will go back first." After speaking, he grabbed Mo Ziyi by the collar and dragged him out.

Mo Ziyi obediently bowed to the young suzerain, followed Yang Xinghe and left, turning around every step of the way, waved to Ye Wuhui reluctantly.

Remember to miss me.

Mo Ziyi was unwilling to leave, and Yang Xinghe was thinking about the twenty roast chickens and two middle-grade spirit stones that Mo Ziyi owed him. Wouldn’t it be good to have the young suzerain’s room?”

"Hmph." Mo Ziyi snorted softly, and when he returned to his room, he changed into his original form.

At dinner time, a little snow-white fox ran out of the room where Zizaimen lived, and flew along the eaves.

**

Qing Yanzong prepared rooms for all sects who came to participate in the Zongmen Conference, and deliberately arranged for people to deliver three meals to the rooms.

Wushuang Wuxue was very puzzled, Shaozong never cared about food, Qing Yanzong's taste was always light, and he didn't pick the bland and bland food in the canteen on weekdays, sometimes he really didn't have time, so Wushuang cooked it Dark cuisine can be eaten even if it is dealt with, and today it has provoked the taste for the first time.

Why this dish is too bland, that dish is not spicy enough, this dish is not very attractive, that dish is a bit shabby, after picking and choosing, I am not satisfied with one dish.

Wushuang was really puzzled, and turned into an old mother to educate the picky eaters: "Young master, although this dish is a bit bland, it is still nutritious. Why don't you usually pick it up, but today you pick it up instead."

Ye Wuhui put down his chopsticks, and the food he was used to eating on weekdays was tasteless: "This is a unified delivery. I'm worried that he won't like it, so he won't want to eat well."

Wushuang was stunned, and asked, "Huh? He? Who is it?"

Wuxue pulled her over and whispered in her ear, Wushuang suddenly realized, and there was a trace of excitement on her face: "Young Sect Master has found the person you are looking for? But come to the Zongmen Conference? Which sect? I will tell you tomorrow. Send him delicious food from the kitchen!"

Ye Wuhui nodded, took another bite of food, the more he ate, the more tasteless he felt, the more he felt that Mo Ziyi didn't like to eat, it was too late to deliver food tomorrow, so he had to deliver it today.

At this time, the door was knocked, and the moonlight followed the figure of the visitor, casting a small round body on the window lattice paper.On the head, the two dull hairs stood restlessly, the fluffy ears stood upright, and the three tails swayed excitedly.

You can tell who is coming at a glance.

"You know how to knock!" Wushuang said with a smile, and opened the door for the little fox.

"Wow!!" The little fox howled loudly, opened his paws and threw himself at Ye Wuhui.

Ye Wuhui stroked the little fox's head, patted down the dull hair for him, picked up his little tail, rubbed it in his arms for a while, finally picked up the little fox, stared at his pair of eyes shining like little stars eyes.

"Aoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo! .

touch here.

After waiting until his belly was refreshed enough, he turned over again, shook his back, and with a soft "owwow", Ye Wuhui knowingly stroked the fur on his back all the way.The strength of the hand was just right, and it happened to touch the most sensitive place. It was so comfortable that the little fox almost fell asleep.

Ye Wuhui pushed Wushuang Wuxue away, and gently squeezed the back of the little fox's neck: "Ayi."

The little fox opened his eyes, and raised his head slightly: "Wow?" When he raised his head, he saw the star flower placed on the table behind Ye Wuhui.

Small flowers cling to each other, blooming beautiful light blue petals, although not as dazzling as stars, but warmer than stars, swaying in the candlelight.Next to the star flower, a bunch of fiery red platycodon flowers are inserted, and the petals are like fire.

That day, when Ye Wuhui wanted to pretend that he had contracted a spiritual pet, he also painted star flowers on his head.

Forget-me-not and never forget in this life.

Mo Ziyi smiled inwardly.

His little regret is also a romantic little regret.

The author has something to say: the next chapter starts with the plot of the previous life~

The first small part is memory killing, and the latter part is the present world.

Memories Killing will not be very long, it is a bit serious, little angels who don't like to read it can jump!

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