Fast time travel: The sick and paranoid villains all spoil me

Mu Qing woke up.

Recalling the scene in his dream, he took a breath and closed his eyes.

When he opened his eyes again, there was still a complicated expression in his eyes.

The demon energy in this little succubus' body is too domineering, and I don't know if he is serious about soaking in the spring.

I was thinking of letting her soak for a while by dreaming, but he took care of it, nothing would happen.

Unexpectedly, this little guy is very delicate and has a big temper.

"I can only stare at it next time I dream."

He rubbed the center of his brows, completely unaware that his current thoughts are almost all on this little succubus.

Sure enough, at night, the little succubus entered his dream again.

This time Mu Qing learned the lesson from last night, went straight into the pool, and reached out to her.

"come over."

"What are you doing?"

"Heal your wounds."

"But I'm not hurt."

"Good boy, I won't lie to you."

His expression is indifferent, but his handsome appearance, coupled with his impressive temperament, can still confuse people.

As expected, the little succubus was deceived by her appearance, and after a few hesitation, she believed it.

She walked slowly into the pool and handed him her hand.

Mu Qing sent a wisp of immortal energy into her body.

Since it didn't hurt at first, the little succubus didn't have much resistance.

But she was impatient, and wanted to go up after soaking for a while.

Mu Qing held him down.

"Let's soak for a while."

"My feet are sore!"

Mu Qing was speechless, she just came in not long ago, so why are her feet sore.

But it was inevitable that she would lose her temper again, so he took her to the edge of the pool for her to lean on.

It's just that the little succubus survived for a while.

Soon restless again.

Seeing this, Mu Qing began to withdraw her immortal energy.

She immediately crawled on Mu Qing's body in pain.

"Wow, it hurts, this water pricks me!"

"If you are serious about luck, you won't be stuck."

He wanted to pull the little succubus down, but she refused.

Mu Qing could only put her palm on her waist again, and draw her spiritual energy again.

Only then did the little succubus calm down.

But still refused to come down.

"Come down."

"No, your body is warm, I want to cling to you."

She was afraid that she would be pulled down, so she put her legs around his waist again.

But because there is nothing to support it, it slides down from time to time.

It always happens by accident.

Mu Qing was slightly startled, and forgot to inject immortal energy for a while.

The aura hurt the little succubus again.

She hurriedly grabbed his hand and pressed it to her lower back.

"Quick, it hurts."

While speaking, he straightened his waist and tried to stay away from the pool water.

Mu Qing could only barely concentrate, with a trace of helplessness inadvertently showing in her brows and eyes.

"Don't be lazy, run the formula that the deity just said."

"Uh-huh."

When it's not in pain, the little succubus is quite obedient.

When it was almost soaked, he carried the little succubus out of the pool, and changed her drenched veil dress.

But this time they stayed in the dream for a long time without going out.

The little succubus was getting impatient.

"It's so boring here, why are we here?"

Mu Qing couldn't answer.

He still doesn't understand how this little thing got into her dream.

As for how to get out...

He glanced at the little succubus, with hesitation in his eyes.

After a while, he waved at her resignedly.

"come over."

The little succubus was very careful not to listen to him.

Mu Qing said, "Don't you want to go out? If you want to go out, come here."

The little succubus hesitated for a few seconds before walking in front of him.

She was petite, just about chest height.

At this moment, Mu Qing started to look at her seriously for the first time.

The figure is slender, but exquisite.

The facial features are very delicate, and there is an unconscious obsequiousness in every gesture.

But she is simple and ignorant of the world.

On the contrary, there is a contrast of fatal charm.