Can the tail be tickled?

Red clouds enveloped Wanhuatai, and the flowers were burning and blooming, and the fragrance was far away and clear.The petals were rubbed in a breeze, and floated leisurely into the bedroom, into a piece of soft red silk faille.

Hong Yu tied Ye Wuhui's wrists, Mo Ziyi pressed Ye Wuhui's hand, nailed him to the head of the bed, straddled his waist, leaned over, and the tip of his nose brushed across his cheek neck.

Mo Ziyi took a deep breath of the indifferent bamboo fragrance from Ye Wuhui's body, stroked his waist with one hand, and gently squeezed: "Little brother, you smell so good."

The spiritual power of the body was completely sealed, and the wound on the back was painful, Ye Wuhui bit his lips tightly, staring coldly at the person in front of him: "Mo Ziyi, what are you doing?"

Fingertips dexterously penetrated into the clothes, caressing wantonly on a piece of smooth skin, Mo Ziyi raised his eyebrows, bit Ye Wuhui's earlobe, hooked the tip of his soft tongue provocatively, and smiled softly: " Do|you."

During the melee in the imperial city, Ye Wuhui was injured by a puppet and was poisoned by a puppet.

Mo Ziyi tied Ye Wuhui to Wanhuatai, sealed his spiritual power, and tried his best to delay the onset of the puppet poison so that he could prepare well.

The puppet poison wanders in the blood until it invades the brain, and the person infected with the puppet poison loses consciousness and becomes a puppet, controlled by others.Cultivators still have spiritual barriers, and it takes a few days from poisoning to onset of illness, but for ordinary people, as soon as they are infected with the poison, they will immediately become monsters that their relatives will not recognize.

Mo Ziyi and Changzhu Shuli tried thousands of methods, but they still couldn't find a cure, and it was all in vain. There was only one method, which they had never tried——

Life for life, blood for blood.

The fine and dense kisses fell indiscriminately, gentle and soft, with careful care and unwillingness to desire, sucking and gnawing.

Ye Wuhui has gradually lost his breath: "You, let me go!"

"Hmm..." Mo Ziyi answered vaguely, kissed him, let go of his hand obediently, and hugged his neck, his lips touched the earlobe, the tip of the nose, and the cheek, Caressing on the neck, exhaling warm and moist.Biting his neck with his white teeth, his voice was ambiguous, "Little brother, you are hard|hard."

Ye Wuhui's face was covered with red clouds because of this unscrupulous provocation, he swallowed, his Adam's apple rolled, and his voice trembled: "Mo Ziyi, get up..."

"Ye Wuhui..." A cold kiss covered Ye Wuhui's lips, interrupting his words.Mo Ziyi kissed him from shallow to deep, and sucked his lips with forgetfulness, the water was glistening, moist and hot.He took Ye Wuhui's hand and put it on his body. There was only a mesmerizing panting sound next to his ear: "You love me..."

His rationality was broken at this moment, Ye Wuhui's eyes were full of restrained bloodshot eyes, he hugged Mo Ziyi, threw away the cold and cold armor, and met the scorching heat.The world was twirling, his body | position was reversed, he pressed Mo Ziyi under his body, how hard he had endured before, how fanatical he is now, he is forceful, he is rough, and he is desperate.

The lips seem to contain delicate cardamom, and the breath in the mouth seems to spit out cloves. Wushan Chuyun is full of trickling water, willow seedlings are twitching, and thousands of flowers are dancing.

They embraced each other, as if they wanted to melt each other into their bodies, a faint mist filled their long and narrow eyes, Mo Ziyi stroked the wound on Ye Wuhui's back, and pressed himself even tighter Spiritual power met the spring water with pure and pure blood, immersed it into Ye Wuhui's body, and replaced it with a pool of stagnant water, ignorant and silent.

......

"Ye Wuhui, hiss... lighten up..."

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Yang Xinghe was thrown out by a pillow.

At the end, he still didn't understand why the princess lost her temper all of a sudden.

At noon the next day, Zuo Junqi was still hiding in the room, unwilling to see anyone, until Yang Xinghe No. 13 came to knock on the door, and Zuo Junqi yelled angrily in tears: "You took off my clothes yesterday, what did you say?" I don’t blame you for applying medicine to heal my wounds, but you still haven’t sent me a set of clothes, how can you let me go out!!!”

Yang Xinghe asked suspiciously: "Isn't the princess' hairpin a magic weapon of space, just take two at random and replace it?"

"..." Zuo Junqi's tone suddenly became depressed, "My spiritual power has been sealed, and I cannot use the space magic weapon."

Yang Xinghe said: "Then I'll lend you a set of my clothes."

Zuo Junqi refused: "I don't want you, a stinky man, I want brother Wugui."

"..." Ye Wuhui happened to be passing by with the little fox in his arms at this time, and happened to hear Zuo Junqi's coquettish words, so he suggested to Yang Xinghe, "I remember that Senior Yin still has a few clothes. never worn."

Zuo Junqi was immediately discouraged, and said to Yang Xinghe: "It's still yours."

When Zuo Junqi had lost her temper without thinking, the people at the table had already moved their chopsticks.

Ye Wuhui brought a bowl full of dishes for the little fox, but the little fox was not good, he knew that he hadn't finished his bowl, so he stuck his head to Ye Wuhui's side, Pulling his bowl.Not only was Ye Wuhui not angry, but he let him have a good temper and stroked the dull hair on the little fox's head.

Yang Xinghe gobbled it up, as if he was on the battlefield, when he saw Zuo Junqi coming, he restrained himself slightly, and waved to her.

Zuo Junqi looked around, but she didn't see the boy who was tied into the room by Ye Wuhui that day, so she took the initiative to sit beside Ye Wuhui.

Unexpectedly, when the little fox saw Zuo Junqi approaching, his black eyeballs suddenly became sharp, and with a hook and kick of his hind paw, he squeezed her out.The tips of the small claws were also exposed, and it barked its teeth and danced its claws several times.

"Hmph." After taking the oath of sovereignty, the little fox snorted softly, turned his head, and raised his snowball-like tail arrogantly.

Zuo Junqi: "..."

After feeding the little fox to its fullest, Ye Wuhui asked Zuo Junqi, "Why did the princess come here all of a sudden?"

When asked why, Zuo Junqi had countless grievances: "Father wants me to marry someone! I don't want to marry a prince from a foreign tribe in the frontier, so my father sealed my spiritual power and wanted to tie me up." I went to see them. I found an opportunity to escape and had nowhere to go. I also heard that Brother Wuhui and True Immortal Wuqing had come to Andu, so I ran to look for Brother Wuhui... Who would have known that even Even a few wolves can't beat it..."

Hearing this, Yin Wuqing raised his head, with a look of doubt on his face, and said to Zuo Junqi: "Princess, show me your hand." The two fingers combined and rested on Zuo Junqi's wrist, closed eyes, and explored with spiritual power. Enter, feel carefully, and after a while, Yin Wuqing opened his eyes, frowned slightly, and asked, "Has the princess come into contact with any strange things recently, met strange people, or ate something by mistake?"

Zuo Junqi shook her head: "Not really."

Yin Wuqing's face showed a rare seriousness and seriousness: "I always feel that the power to seal your spiritual power, the princess, is not ordinary. It's like..." He paused and looked at Mo Zi Yi, "What I felt at Zhaotian Gate that day, it's so strange that I can't describe it."

"!!" Hearing the word "Zhaotianmen", the little fox became vigilant all of a sudden, the fur all over his body stood on end, and the whole fox became more fluffy. He walked around Zuo Junqi, sniffing left, smelling right, However, no clue was found.

However, Yin Wuqing, who is Xuansheng Yuanyuan, can't make mistakes in his intuition. The matter of Zhaotianmen is inextricably related to "puppet". If it is similar to it... Could it be "puppet", Already mixed into the royal family? !

Yin Wuqing continued: "If the princess doesn't dislike it, you can stay with me for a few days. I will remove these seals for the princess. On the royal side, if the princess doesn't want to reveal her whereabouts, we will hide it for you first."

As he spoke, he pulled Yang Xinghe over, supported his shoulders and pushed him in front of Zuo Junqi, "I will let this stupid apprentice of mine take care of you these days and order him around. The princess doesn't need to be too polite."

Yang Xinghe looked left and right, Ye Wuhui was hugging the little fox and looking at him indifferently, he couldn't shirk it no matter what, in the end he could only resign himself to his fate and showed a silly smile at Zuo Junqi.

......

Zuo Junqi stayed for several days in a row, and because her spiritual power was sealed, she couldn't practice for a while, so she could only stay in the room all day long, relying on Yang Xinghe to relieve her boredom with the painting books she brought back from outside.

Mo Ziyi would occasionally appear in front of her in human form, coupled with Ye Wuhui's cover-up, Zuo Junqi had no doubts about Mo Ziyi's identity for the time being.

One day, Mo Ziyi turned into a human and went out to do some errands. When he came back, he happened to see Zuo Junqi holding the door of his room, looking up and down, trying to see something inside.

He tiptoed over, put his fist to his lips, and coughed lightly behind Zuo Junqi: "Ahem——"

Zuo Junqi gasped in fright.

"Princess, what are you looking at?" Mo Ziyi stepped forward, through Zuo Junqi's figure, the slanting sun was shining brightly, and he saw Ye Wuhui's faint silhouette projected on the window lattice paper, serious and meticulous.

Mo Ziyi sighed, "Neomaniac."

Zuo Junqi curled her lips: "Let me see what happened to Brother Wuhui! If you are not convinced, then come and compete with me!"

Mo Ziyi raised one eyebrow: "Oh? The princess wants to compete with me? What kind of competition? How about I let the princess have one hand?"

"..." Zuo Junqi was poked into a pain point, "Mo Ziyi, you are too deceitful!"

Mo Ziyi tilted his head: "When did I bully the princess? However, since the princess is a woman who lives with us four big men, there is a boundary, but now I am the master and the princess is the guest. It also requires three chapters of the law, what does the princess think?"

Before Zuo Junqi had anything to say, Mo Ziyi stretched out a finger: "First, don't get close to little brother." Two fingers, "Second, don't get close to little brother." Three fingers, "Third , can’t get close to the little brother. Just these three requirements, it’s not too much, huh?”

The last syllable, with an upturned ending, is full of juvenile banter and strong possessiveness, overbearing and unreasonable and irrefutable.

"..." Zuo Junqi was so angry at the three chapters of the unreasonable contract that she couldn't speak, she turned around and tried to open the door, "Then what if I want to!"

Mo Ziyi twitched the corner of his mouth, made a embarrassed expression, and said: "You also know that being disturbed by others is the most annoying thing when you are practicing. If you break in like this rashly, what should you do if the little brother gets angry!"

"..." Zuo Junqi choked up, and stopped hesitantly.

Mo Ziyi said with a smile again: "I think my senior brother is also good, but he is a little dark and stupid, why don't the princess think about it?"

As soon as Yang Xinghe was mentioned, Zuo Junqi lost her temper somehow, yelled "don't mention him", and ran away angrily.

......

This period of time was the same as before. After completing the weird tasks assigned by Yin Wuqing, several of them started to practice and study in their respective fields. Mo Ziyi kept studying formations and souls. With the experience of the previous life, now The research has progressed quite a bit.

In the middle of the night, the little fox often lays down on the desk to study the formation diagram, sometimes sticks up his round and fluffy buttocks, and sometimes shakes his little paws. Ye Wuhui is always by his side to accompany him.

The little fox was tired, so he pushed his head against Ye Wuhui, and stared at him with his black eyes motionless until he opened his arms, then the little fox threw himself into Ye Wuhui's arms vigorously, acting like a baby for a while roll over.

It was as usual tonight, except that when the little fox begged for a hug, there was a knock on the door, it was Yang Xinghe.

As soon as he came in, he picked up the little fox while no one was guarding him, and then rushed out the door.

"Ayi, lend me a moment—!"

Ye Wuhui, Mo Ziyi: ...

After closing the door, Yang Xinghe smashed the little fox on his bed with a "plop", tearing up and down: "Good junior brother, help me!"

The little fox blinked his eyes in confusion: "Wow?"

"The princess said that it is inconvenient for her to keep in touch with a man like me, and she can't justify it. She doesn't want me anymore, and she also wants a spirit beast to accompany her!"

"Aww?" The little fox licked his paw.

Then you go do it?Tell me what to do?

Yang Xinghe held the eaves of the bed with his chin on the back of his hand, and looked at the little fox with begging eyes: "I want to accompany the princess——!"

"So I become a cat, you disguise yourself as me, and give me to the princess, okay?"

"Good junior brother, help me, I will share my roast chicken with your leg!"

"Aww." The little fox disliked it.

Yang Xinghe: "I didn't say no, I agreed!"

As soon as the words fell, his figure shrank at a speed visible to the naked eye in a ball of warm light. The next moment, a black cat appeared beside the bed. It was small, the size of a palm, and covered in shiny black fur. , tea-green eyes, small pointed fangs, and his aura, like a hunter hiding in the dark night, he pounced ferociously, but was captured by his milk.

Seeing Yang Xinghe changed into this state, the little fox's eyes lit up, and his furry ears stood up instantly. He first rubbed the little black cat's tail friendly, and then slapped him softly. Greeted, then raised his paw, and stuck one paw on the little black cat's face, rolled the little black cat into a ball, rubbed against the cloud quilt, and the soft fur instantly fluffed into a small ball, without a trace. Blooming around irregularly.

Seeing that the little black cat turned into a little black ball, the little fox smiled and wanted to do this a long time ago!

"..." The little black cat was pinned down, unable to struggle, and could only drill its head under the fox's paws, resentful, "Mi——!!"

In the early morning of the next day, Mo Ziyi changed his appearance into Yang Xinghe's appearance, hugged the kitten that was puffed up into a small black ball, and stuffed it into Zuo Junqi's hands. He made up a random excuse, saying that he had something to go out for a few days. Let this kitten accompany the princess.

When the little black cat called "Mimi", Zuo Junqi went limp, holding him like a treasure all day long.

Yang Xinghe turned into a little black cat. Normally, when eating, he would gobble it up like a glutton, but when Zuo Junqi fed him with his hands, he was careful and gentle, for fear of hurting her.

The little fox would also come to play with the little black cat from time to time, nudging him with his nose, and pressing his head with his paws, kneading and rubbing wildly, but Yang Xinghe had nothing to do with him, he could only be fierce ——

"mum--!!"

After the little fox unilaterally bullied the little black cat, he rubbed his little paws and returned to the room.

Ye Wuhui was not reading a book, but was carefully tracing something with a pen, with a smile on the corner of his lips that seemed to reflect the clear sky.

Both ears trembled, the little fox held his breath, walked along the wall lightly, and walked around behind Ye Wuhui, and then changed into a human form with a "bang", wearing a red robe, from behind. He hugged Ye Wuhui's neck, leaned his chin on his shoulder, and asked, "What are you drawing, little brother?"

He looked at the painting, and saw the backs of two men standing shoulder to shoulder on the top of the mountain. One had crooked hair and was unrestrained; In the distance, there are thousands of rivers and mountains in the world.

Mo Ziyi said seriously: "I think your drawing is not quite right."

Ye Wuhui turned his head to look at him: "Huh?"

"It should be like this!" Mo Ziyi walked around, opened Ye Wuhui's arm, sat on his lap, leaned against him, picked up a pen, dipped some red ink, and painted one person's robe into Colored red, and handed the pen to Ye Wuhui, "What do you think, little brother?"

Ye Wuhui took the pen and didn't say yes or no. After thinking for a moment, he held Mo Ziyi's hand, stroke by stroke, and led him to hold the pen together at their feet, adding a piece of paper. A small blue flower blooms on the top of the mountain, rustling.

"That's it." Ye Wuhui said.When he spoke, he didn't let go of his hand, and hugged Mo Ziyi's whole body in his arms.

"Little brother." Mo Ziyi turned his head back. He didn't expect the two of them to be so close. When he turned his head, the tip of his nose almost touched the tip of his nose. Under the eyelashes like a fan, his eyes were as gentle as cut autumn water. The warm breath passed between each other, and he was stunned for a long time before asking, "Can you give me this painting?"

I saw that the corners of Ye Wuhui's lips curled up into a beautiful arc, as light as a breeze, like spring water: "This painting was originally intended to be drawn for you."

His voice was low, and together with that smile, it went straight to the tip of his heart.Heart beating uncontrollably, looking at that lip, Mo Ziyi quietly leaned his body forward, Ye Wuhui didn't dodge, and some...

However, at this moment, there was a piercing pain in his chest, and Mo Ziyi fell down and sat on the ground in pain, a faint red streak slowly appeared on his chest.

Breathing suddenly stagnated, Mo Ziyi opened the door - only to see a red line lit up in the distant sky, ups and downs, extremely weird.

Mo Ziyi cursed in his heart.The red line and the red stripes on his chest are connected with the formations set up by his family's residence. The red light appears and the red stripes come out. Something happened in his house!

With twisted limbs, drooling mouth, and empty eyes, his father, Mo Tianming, exhausted his last bit of sanity, and held his hand—"Kill me, Ayi, kill... we... ...."

The scene of the previous life suddenly appeared in his mind like a demon. Mo Ziyi stumbled and rushed out in that direction like going crazy with red eyes.

At this time, a hand held him, soft and warm, and a warm spring seemed to flow through his heart. After a moment, Mo Ziyi calmed down. He turned his head blankly and looked at the two tightly held hands. hand.

Ye Wuhui held him and stood beside him, caring but firm: "Ziyi, I'll accompany you."

The author has something to say: Xiaobing counts, she can kiss in Chapter 41.

No Responsibility Small Theater:

Mo Ziyi: Little brother, am I cuter or the kitten is cuter?

Ye Wuhui: You are cute.

Mo Ziyi: You said I was cute again. Didn’t I say it before? If a man is cute, he wants to marry and raise him! !

Ye Wuhui: Then... marry you.