Crazy host sweet temptation, cold licking the main god and acting coquettish

That night, the moonlight cast shadows all over the ground, the birch trees danced, the night breeze blew gently, and the tall bamboos swayed in the wind.

Si Mo lay lazily on the bed where Xiao Su had applied medicine for him during the day, half covered by a black gauze curtain. Beside the bed were several plates of cakes and a porcelain white jade pot of liquor. He was playing with the cup in his hand, with a few drops of transparent wine stains hanging on his chin. He looked elegant and graceful, and even more charming than the male courtesan in Shuiyun Pavilion.

When Xiao Su came back, he saw Si Mo's eyes full of spring. The young man had picturesque eyebrows, red lips and white teeth, like a white lotus under the moon.

Maybe it was because of the alcohol, but Si Mo's face looked a little tipsy, with the red color spreading from his face to his slender neck.

When I looked down, I found that Si Mo had changed his clothes. He took off all the silver jewelry and wrapped his waist in a light yellow gauze. His tight shoulders outlined his curves perfectly.

He bought these after he locked up Shen Yue, and when he had nothing to do, he used his magical powers to become invisible and leave the house. There were also some food and some new gadgets.

Noticing the gaze, Si Mo raised his head lazily, and Xiao Su met those watery eyes, which were so alluring that he didn't want to look away.

Xiao Su clenched his fists in silence, unable to stand straight and look anymore. He clenched his hard fists, bent slightly and changed his position.

"The prince is back?" Si Mo pretended not to notice Xiao Su's strange reaction and greeted him softly.

Xiao Su hummed and pursed his lips: "Didn't I ask Shen Yue to arrange a room for you?"

"Can't walk because of your injured foot?"

He himself didn't realize that he didn't want Si Mo to leave. Xiao Su thought that this place was good.

Si Mo vaguely saw Xiao Su's red ears, and suddenly felt that the host in this dimension was quite innocent, although it was not obvious on the surface.

"Your Highness might as well ask Commander Shen himself about this matter." Si Mo sighed, his eyes becoming increasingly sad.

Xiao Su couldn't guess what was going on, nor could he tell what to think. His sight was drawn uncontrollably, and he felt his mouth dry.

"Your Highness, come here." Si Mo beckoned, still smiling seductively.

Xiao Su: "What?"

He took two steps forward, almost to the edge of the bed, but Si Mo in front of him was still waving: "Come closer."

"My feet hurt, my lord. Can you see if it's getting worse?"

Hearing Si Mo say this, the doubts and hesitation that had just arisen in Xiao Su's heart instantly dissipated, and he moved closer obediently with a serious look.

As soon as I stretched out my hand, I felt a warmth coming from my knuckles, and then from my palms. The delicate flesh and thinly calloused skin touched each other, as if they were on the edge of a fire.

Si Mo raised the corners of his eyes, and in an instant he shortened the distance between himself and Xiao Su, with the tip of his nose almost hitting the other's chin.

As he got closer, Xiao Su could smell the fragrance of alcohol wafting from Si Mo's body. It was the good Spring Drunk from Zuiyue Tower. In addition, he seemed to have the fragrance of rose petals on his body, and it was obvious that he had taken a special bath.

"My Lord, Xiao Su..."

Si Mo's breathing was a little heavy, and he could clearly sense that the person in front of him was also breathing heavily.

When she met Xiao Su's deep eyes, she seemed to get a response. Her slender wrist was held back. Xiao Su lowered his head slightly, and a trace of moisture passed by his lips.

Si Mo's eyes were red, her clothes were half-removed in the flickering candlelight, the clear teeth marks on her shoulders turned red, and her eyes gradually focused on one point.

He placed his index finger on the man's lips, looked into Xiao Su's eyes which were as dark as ink due to lust, and asked with a shy smile, "Your Highness, aren't you afraid that I will put a curse on you and let you die in bed now?"

Xiao Su kissed his fingers, winding all the way to Si Mo's palm, teeth rubbing against each other, slender eyebrows and eyes smiling seductively, and said in a hoarse voice: "Flowers and wine, beautiful women's smiles, this life is enough for me."

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