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Chapter 21 Monstrous Demon Lord, Your Little Fox Has Arrived
Mo Zun let out a muffled snort, threw Mo Zishu onto the bed, pressed himself on it, and squeezed Mo Zishu's chin: "It hurts."

"It hurts you to death." Mo Zishu patted Mozun's hand and kissed Mozun's tear mole: "What are you doing again!"

If you do something good behind her back, you can't tell her!

"All I do is want you to stay."

A storm was brewing in the eyes of the phoenix, and the Mozun's voice was hoarse, and he pinched Mo Zishu's neck, and kissed his beautiful red lips like a dragonfly.

Affectionate and cherished, it seems that the girl he is looking at is the whole of his world, an existence that will not let go.

"Okay." Mo Zishu muttered, knowing that Mozun's uneasiness came from herself: "Go and change your clothes quickly, and let me see what you looked like when you were young."

Mozun hesitated for a moment, then tightened his hands a little more, even the surge of blood was conveyed to his hands, as long as he exerted more force, the beautiful little fox in front of him would belong to him forever .

Being held in his arms all the time, he won't look at others, and won't leave with some existence that he can't match.

Breathing gradually became short of breath, Mozun lowered his head, pursed his thin lips tightly, and asked in a cold voice: "Want to see that so much?"

Terrible.

Mo Zishu had a headache, it was the first time that the fearless little overlord felt powerless.

No matter how she promised, or how she did it, Qi Zixuan never believed her.

It's just that after watching Zhengdao's rookie for a while, he began to rise from her love for clothes to the fact that she wanted to take the time to change clothes and leave.

After she transformed into a human form, Qi Zixuan's uneasiness deepened again.

"I'm here." Mo Zishu said softly, she pressed down the Demon Lord, and licked Qi Zixuan's earlobe: "I won't leave. Even if you change clothes through the screen, I won't leave half a step."

"If you are worried." Mo Zishu paused, the temperature on his face rose, and his slender eyelashes trembled: "You can look at me and change your clothes."

"you know."

The Mozun couldn't believe it, his hands lost strength, his breath was suffocated, and a little expectation took root, dispelling a little darkness.

"Ah."

Don't you know, I have been with you for so long, I have already figured out your thinking habits.

"I was originally a normal person. I didn't let you know your unconventional thoughts." Mo Zishu became more and more angry as she spoke, and the pity disappeared in an instant. She pushed the Demon Lord away, sat up angrily, and leaned on the couch superior.

"Hurry up and change your clothes. If you don't look good, I'll ask you!"

The girl's black hair was hanging down, she was exquisite and coquettish, her glass-like fox eyes were slanted, and she was soul-stirring; at this moment, she was leaning on the couch, her brows were sharp, and she angrily squeezed her fingers to threaten, showing the unique coquettishness and dexterity of this age.

"Okay." The Mozun lifted up a strand of long black hair, and with surging spiritual power, he cut it off easily and put it in his hand.

Immediately, he got up, took off the expensive clothes outside, leaving only the inner clothes, removed the sandalwood screen embroidered with flowing water and high mountains with one hand, and opened the wardrobe.

The man's waist is smooth and powerful, and the comfortable underwear reveals his strong muscles from time to time, and his whole body is heavy; just a glimpse, you can know that this is a very attractive high-ranking person

Mo Zishu's movements froze, her face flushed red, she looked away in disbelief, and reached out to pick up the jade that the man had unloaded. It was very well made and made of a rare material in the world. It was a rare treasure that she usually photographed and played with.

The treasure that many people can't get is indeed a tool for her to play with at will.

The whole body of white jade was engraved with familiar animal patterns. Mo Zishu recalled a little, and found that whether it was on the robes of the Mozun, or on the belt, or even on the long pillar of the Wuji Sect, it was worn by Wen Xiuya. The jade crowns all have such lines.

Interesting, is it a totem of faith?

"Yue, look at me."

Mo Zishu frowned and pondered, but was brought back to sanity by an exceptionally clear voice that was different from the usual low hoarse voice.

The woman raised her head and couldn't move her eyes away.

　Mozun was nervous, what if the little fox despised him as unattractive.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)