Can the tail be tickled?

When the word "husband" came to my heart, my heart felt like being scratched a few times by a little fox's paw, and it was suddenly twisted into thousands of knots.

"Bad fox." Ye Wuhui pinched Mo Ziyi's nose.

Mo Ziyi turned his head, turned around, pillowed on Ye Wuhui's lap, swayed his ears to the middle, and said in anticipation: "Then, I can call my little brother Husband in the future? It's not a joke, but in the future You want to worship and get married, you want a bridal chamber, and you want a husband who will be a couple for the rest of your life!"

The young man's eyes were shining brightly, and there was light in the depths of the pupils, like the ray of morning light shining through the clouds when the sun was just rising, as if a golden bell appeared in his heart, with a sound of "jingling", With a crisp sound, the whole heart was simply hooked away.

Ye Wuhui nodded without any resistance: "Mmm, um..."

Mo Ziyi leaned against Ye Wuhui's arms again as if to flatter him, rubbed his snowball-like tail against his hand, and gently kissed the back of his hand, earnestly and softly: "Husband, Husband, Husband!"

Mo Ziyi yelled several times, and saw with his own eyes that the redness at the base of Ye Wuhui's ears had just faded and then surged again, and then he leaned in his arms contentedly, rubbing the tips of his fluffy ears against Ye Wuhui's. He lowered his jaw, and called softly again: "Husband."

"... Awful." Ye Wuhui gave up on himself and buried his face in Mo Ziyi's ink-like hair, his fingers nervously wrapped his hair around his fingertips.

This scene clearly appeared some time ago, during the Zongmen Conference, but it was a completely different state of mind from this time.

After this low and ambiguous response, Mo Ziyi's cheeks gradually turned red uncontrollably. He turned around, took a breath of the fragrance of bamboo leaves from Ye Wuhui's body, and brushed away the hair scattered around his neck. Si, took a bite on the neck, gently, badly, leaving a row of shallow tooth marks.

His breathing suddenly stagnated.

The soft tip of the tongue licked here, itching from the neck into the heart.It was as if the body no longer belonged to me, and the whole body lost its intuition, except for that one place, which was wet and soft, scratching the itch of the whole world.

The perverted fox is extremely naive, so if you make your own mark, this little brother is mine.

"Ziyi." Ye Wuhui suddenly called out.

Tail wagging from side to side, Mo Ziyi opened his mouth and looked up at him: "Huh?"

Ye Wuhui thought for a while and didn't say any more, but pulled Mo Ziyi up, washed up, and had breakfast.

The breakfast at Zizaimen is very interesting. There is no need to go to the dining hall to eat. Instead, a teleportation array is set up on the dining table in each room, and the fixed-point and quantitative transmission is directly sent to the room.

I don't know if it's because of the different types of monsters that need to eat different things, or because the ancestor Zizai was worried about the little beasts on this mountain, so he personally determined the amount and type every day, and then put them on the transmission box himself. station, teleported to each monster's room.

Mo Ziyi was a fox, so he brought fish and shrimp porridge, and a few small red wild fruits for dessert.

Ye Wuhui gave Mo Ziyi all the shrimp and fish in his bowl, then looked seriously into Mo Ziyi's eyes: "Ayi, there is something..."

"What's wrong?" Mo Ziyi stuffed a mouthful of fish and shrimp into Ye Wuhui's mouth.

Ye Wuhui took advantage of this time to quickly adjust his expression, he pursed his lips, and said seriously: "Since you have called me husband, you must never go back on your word, so... I, I It's the one up there."

His eyes were firm and stubborn, like a child unwillingly guarding his dignity after his beloved toy was taken away.

Seeing Ye Wuhui's serious and childish appearance, Mo Ziyi burst out laughing, unable to eat any more, fell into Ye Wuhui's arms with his tail wagging wildly.

Ye Wuhui frowned, is it really so funny?

Mo Ziyi raised his eyes, his eyes glowed with a smile, seeing Ye Wuhui's puzzled and aggrieved look, ripples appeared in his heart, he cupped Ye Wuhui's face, kissed the corner of his mouth, all smiles Gathered in the bottom of the eyes.

The young man's clear voice surrounded his ears: "I listen to you, my husband."

Just at this time, there was a knock on the door, and Yang Xinghe pushed the door open just like usual, but what caught his eyes was such an ambiguous scene, he was stunned for a moment, came silently, and Walking away restlessly, squatting at the door alone, a lonely back was reflected on the window lattice.

Mo Ziyi straightened his clothes and opened the door with a smile: "What's wrong?"

His junior brother seemed to be in a very good mood, and his relationship with the young suzerain seemed to be getting closer. Thinking that he had not received a reply for a long time, Yang Xinghe curled his lips: "It's nothing, just to tell you, don't want the banquet in the afternoon." Forget it, it’s the first time you meet your master and elders, so don’t be in a hurry.”

Mo Ziyi: "?"

"There is still tomorrow's sparring, the ancestor said, let the young suzerain join in, although it's just for fun, so don't be too intense tonight, save some energy for the young suzerain!"

In the room, Ye Wuhui with excellent hearing: "?"

After Yang Xinghe finished speaking, he left with an expression of "frustrated". Mo Ziyi and Ye Wuhui raised their eyebrows, and said, "Don't worry, little brother, I don't bother people at all."

......

In the afternoon, as a disciple of Zizai Sect, Mo Ziyi was going to participate in the birthday banquet of Zizai Patriarch with his master. It was inconvenient to participate, so he stayed in the room. Naturally, Mo Ziyi knew about this relationship, so he didn't try to persuade him any more. He just leaned in front of Ye Wuhui and smiled slyly: "Then little brother, just wait here obediently." Me, little brother, be good, and I will be good at night, huh?"

The ending was slightly upturned, and Mo Ziyi pressed his knee between Ye Wuhui's legs, gently pushing.After teasing Ye Wuhui so much that his face turned red, he gloated and slipped out of the room.

The banquet was held in the Qingtian Temple. Many monsters like Mo Ziyi, who could not fully transform themselves, used half-orc transformations at this moment, with their tails and ears exposed, not only to save their spiritual power for the next day. It is also because eating in such an image is much more elegant than eating in the shape of a beast.

In the Qingtian Temple, all kinds of tails were shaking around, and the little monsters held wine cups and toasted to everyone present one by one.

Mo Ziyi was not good at drinking, and he would get drunk when he drank, so he held a cup of tea and followed Yin Wuqing to toast to Patriarch Zizai and the other two elders.

The patriarch Zizai always smiled, clinked glasses with Mo Ziyi, drank it all in one gulp, then looked him up and down several times, and when Mo Ziyi wondered if he was not properly dressed, he caught his hand Shoulder, said: "Good boy, he was really handsome, and he is really suitable for the young suzerain of Qing Yanzong! Others can't do it, hahahahahahahahahaha."

Yang Xinghe pouted: "Master Ancestor, why can't someone else do it, am I not enough?"

Patriarch Zizai laughed out loud, and joked: "You are darker."

Yang Xinghe: ...

Mo Ziyi looked at the excitement cheerfully, Master Xindao was indeed a good apprentice taught by the ancestor, and his personality was exactly the same.

After toasting, they went back to their respective seats, Yang Xinghe was surrounded by other little monsters, listening to him tell some folk stories.

Mo Ziyi sat down calmly, just wanted to eat something in peace, but he heard a few girls not far from him, looking at him from time to time, whispering something.

The fox has excellent hearing, and he listened to everything by accident.

The little girl with cat ears whispered: "You know, the young lord of the Qingyan Sect came yesterday, the one who tied up our Zizai Sect disciples during the Sect General Meeting! I heard that Duanxiu is Really, the resentful couple in the previous life is also true! The young master first fell in love with our Zizai Sect’s junior brother, he should be called junior brother, he started later than us!” She pouted her mouth and pointed at Mo Ziyi, “Here, that’s the one A fox drinking tea."

The little girls next to him looked in the direction, and after meeting Mo Ziyi's incomprehensible gaze, they blushed and looked away embarrassedly.

The little girl with antlers said: "Yes, she is very handsome... But, I heard from the rabbits that it was the fox who first fell in love with the young suzerain and chased him for a long time!"

The cat-eared girl Nahan: "How is it possible, I heard the news from the ancestor! The news of the ancestor cannot be faked! It is said that the young master said it himself!"

"The rabbits said that it was said by Brother Fox himself! There are so many rabbits, it's impossible for everyone to hear it wrong!"

The two little girls blushed, Mo Ziyi lowered his head, and smiled secretly twice.

The monster girls thought their voices were too loud, and the fox in charge heard them, and felt that it was not polite to talk about others like this, so the girl with cat ears took the lead, took the dried fish, and handed it to Mo Ziyi's table, Apology: "Sorry, just now...we didn't talk about you, you misheard."

"..." What a concise and clear push.

Mo Ziyi coughed dryly twice, and followed her words: "I didn't hear anything."

"Then..." The cat-eared girl and the other little girls looked at each other, and asked cautiously, "You and the young master, who is the first to like whom?"

Yang Xinghe took a look here, leaned out, and came over to join in the fun.He draped Mo Ziyi's shoulders: "Of course it's him, idiot. Before he knew how to change form, he lost the suzerain all day long. My little brother's ears are callused."

After finishing speaking, he changed the subject: "Junior sisters, do you know what girls like? Just..." Yang Xinghe thought about it and said, "Just, that kind! Girls with very flat breasts! "

Several little girls put their hands on their chests in an instant, staring at Yang Xinghe angrily as if they were facing a big enemy, especially the little girl with cat ears, her nails suddenly grew long, she scratched Yang Xinghe for a while, and said coldly: "Perverted leopard."

"????" Yang Xinghe didn't understand why the girls lost their temper suddenly, and covered their scratched arms with a dazed expression, shook his head helplessly, and rushed to the new dishes.

After the banquet, when he returned to his residence, Ye Wuhui was standing under the peach tree waiting for him, his hair and shoulders were covered with peach blossoms.

Mo Ziyi waved to him from afar.

After seeing the blush in the distance, the face that was originally calm and breezy was ignited with bits and pieces of light.

The young man rushed towards him, stepping on the tip of his heart every step of the way, with the love and joy that he could not forget, he threw himself into his arms recklessly.

Ye Wuhui caught the boy and his little fox, the corners of his mouth curled up, his smile was shallow and beautiful, with the fragrance of peach all over his body, he said softly, "I'm a good boy."

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Mo Ziyi: Grass, I think I can still save it.