Quick wear: villain male god, don't blacken

Chapter 1297 Fanwai (2)

Just as Hei Jiao clenched his fists and hadn't rushed to the two of them, Ji Guizhuo glanced coldly sideways, and in an instant a blue screen of light appeared under the eaves out of thin air.

As for the black flood dragon, it was caught off guard with a 'bang' and it slammed into it hard, and let out a painful cry: "Ah——"

The light screen cut off the line of sight of the two places. Hearing the scream of the black dragon, Ye Musheng grabbed Ji Guizhuo's shoulder, poked his head out and cast his gaze outside.

I don't know what happened to Xiaobai...

"Guizhuo, let's not do it..." After finishing speaking, the blush on Ye Musheng's cheeks has not dissipated, biting her lips shyly and trying to push Ji Guizhuo away, but in the next second, Ji Guizhuo hugged her leg stood up.

Because of the special positions of the two, Ye Musheng's eyelashes trembled, and a seductive gasp escaped from his lips.

At this time, Ji Guizhuo lowered his eyes and planted a kiss on the blushing face, and said, "Don't worry, the black dragon has thick skin, and he won't die if he falls."

If I had known earlier, I shouldn't have brought the black dragon back.

Not to mention occupying Twilight's time, but always getting in the way...

"But..." Ye Musheng narrowed his misty eyes, ready to say something.

But before he finished speaking, he felt something, his eyes narrowed, and all the words turned into gasps...

Immediately, Ji Guizhuo hugged Ye Musheng and entered the secret room not far away.

And the white forehead of the Hei Jiao who fell to the ground turned red, covered his bummed forehead, and stood up angrily.

That big ice cube is simply necrotic!

Not cute at all!

Now that Ji Guijuan's strength has increased, the Black Flood Dragon is no longer an opponent, and he is only a spirit beast and is not good at things like enchantment formations.

Therefore, Heijiao tried several times, but in order to untie the barrier, he could only stomp his feet and said angrily: "I'm so mad!"

Just as Hei Jiao was about to try again, he suddenly heard a voice as gentle as jade coming from behind him.

"Are you the black flood dragon brought back by Junior Brother?"

"Ah?" Hei Jiao blinked his eyes, and when he looked back, he saw a man with long hair and high bunches, wearing a moon-white gown that looked like an orchid under the green bamboo.

Ten years later...

Ever since the head master Zhou Pingxiao met Hei Jiao that day, in order to comfort the angry Hei Jiao, he took him to the Nanfeng faction for a while and bought him candied haws, Hei Jiao would go to find Zhou Ping from time to time. Xiao played.

And this came and went, with the spring and autumn, year after year passed, and they also developed feelings for each other.

It's just that although the pure Hei Jiao has grown physically, he still doesn't understand his own intentions.

That night, Zhou Pingxiao, who had been away for a long time, came back and brought candied haws to Hei Jiao, but he never left after giving the candied haws.

Seeing Zhou Pingxiao walking towards him step by step, meeting those eyes that were not as gentle as before, but darkened, Hei Jiao clenched his clothes tightly, swallowed his throat and said nervously: "You...you... …do not come……"

how……

Why is the master master's eyes a bit strange...

Seeing that the black dragon just talked but didn't dodge, Zhou Pingxiao smiled and raised his arms to gently land on the black dragon's face, raised his pointed jaw, and said with a smile: "Xiaobai, you are grown up now too." , shall we do something interesting?"

Good, didn't avoid his touch.

Does that mean that he can continue to do it...

Suddenly feeling distressed and speeding up, Hei Jiao bit her tender lips, and a faint blush appeared on her fair face: "What... what's interesting?"

Why does he suddenly feel so nervous now, and his heart is beating very hard.

Could it be the reason why I saw the Master Master from such a close distance and found him very handsome...

"Double cultivation."

After finishing speaking, Zhou Pingxiao lifted the back of Hei Jiao's head, and under Hei Jiao's shocked gaze, gently squeezed Hei Jiao's jaw, lowered his eyes and kissed.

The candlelight flickered, the clothes slipped off, and the sweet voices continued, and the beast and the man became one.

Afterwards, Hei Jiao buried his head shyly in Zhou Pingxiao's arms, and finally understood that Ji Guizhuo was not bullying Ye Musheng back then...

(End of this chapter)