[Onmyoji] Fengshen's dad's daily life

The Night Walk of Hundred Ghosts will last for a whole night and will end in the early morning.

But Yimulian won't let the two cubs go to bed too late, after watching the dance of the flower demons, eat some snacks, and head back home.

The noise of the valley gradually moved away. In the deep forest at night in late summer, there were only insects and a little wind, and it seemed more and more silent.

After the excitement was over, the little demon fox and the little tengu, who had almost exhausted their energy and physical strength, began to feel sleepy, and fell asleep when they walked halfway.

After returning home, Yimulian woke up the little demon fox who was sleeping in his arms, "Xiaorong, wake up, brush your teeth and pee."

"Woo..." The little demon fox was so sleepy that he couldn't open his eyes, he hugged Yimulian's neck and refused to move, "I don't..."

"If you don't brush your teeth, it's easy to have tooth decay." Yimulian pulled off Yuanyuan's short arms, and rubbed the little demon fox's face with both hands, "Fluffy, fluffy, I can't sleep, I have to brush my teeth first."

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo-" the little demon fox was sleepy and wronged, stomped her feet, but obediently opened her eyes a little, and went to brush her teeth.

The little Tiangou slept even harder, Huang almost couldn't wake him up, his face was pinched red before he reluctantly opened his eyes and glared at others, with a nasty and nasty voice: "Huangjiang!!!"

"Brush your teeth, sleep without brushing your teeth, do you want to have tooth decay?" Without feeling guilty, Huang poked the little tengu's itchy flesh with his fingers, "If you don't brush your teeth, your mouth will be full of yellow and black rotten teeth in the future, especially Smelly, very ugly, the demon fox won't play with you."

The little tengu was tossed and tossed by him, gooing and threatening, and finally opened his half-opened eyes completely, snorted heavily, and then went to brush his teeth.

The two children finally brushed their teeth and went to the toilet, wiped their bodies with wet towels and changed into soft pajamas to go to bed. They almost fell asleep in the hands of the two adults without putting on the pajamas.

Yimulian covered the two cubs with a thin blanket, turned off the lights, walked out of the bedroom, closed the door gently, and when he turned around, he saw Huang leaning against the pillar and narrowing his eyes slightly, the purple eyes almost seemed to be shining under the moonlight, as if blinking a little When he opened his eyes, there was a stream of light flowing out from between his eyelashes.

"shortage?"

"Lian," Huang's eyes fell on Ichimoku Lian, and he stood up straight, "Do you think the Kagura Dance you watched just now looks good?"

"Huh?" Yimulian was a little confused why he asked this, recalled the Kagura dance that Hyakki Yako saw, and smiled, "It's pretty, very beautiful."

"Flower demons are just monsters after all, and many of their dances are wrong." Huang said indifferently, without any sarcasm in his tone, just explaining a fact, "I will return the Kagura bell you gave me last time." Come on, let's go, I'll show you the dance."

Huang has always been a man of action, and after speaking, he directly grabbed Yimulian's wrist and pulled him away.

Yimulian still couldn't react, and was dragged for several steps before he suddenly realized that Arara was going to dance Kagura dance for him.

But it's time to wash up and go to bed at night, so why dance?

"Wait, Huang!" Yimulian was a little nervous, but he didn't know what he was nervous about, trying to break free from Huang's grip, "It's already late, go to sleep, dance...we'll talk about it after dancing!"

But Huang didn't listen, and directly pulled him into his bedroom, and sat him down.

Although Yimulian lived in the same big house as Huang, he hadn't set foot in Huang's room yet, and when he was pressed on his shoulders and sat on the tatami, he felt uncomfortable, "That... Huang, let's talk about it next time, I……"

"Lian," Huang interrupted his refusal, held his shoulders with both hands and pressed him firmly on the tatami, with a low voice, "Be obedient and sit down."

Yimulian's heart thumped heavily, and he stopped struggling.

After comforting Yi Mulian, Arara went to find Kagura Bell in the closet, turned around and raised his hand and snapped his fingers.

The room darkened in an instant, not completely dark, but everything around him could still be seen clearly.A dreamland of stars was cast in the wasteland, and the bedroom became an empty and vast night sky, the sky was dark blue, the stars were twinkling, and there was a vermilion torii gate and a bright moon in the distance.

The calm water beneath your feet clearly reflects everything in the night sky.Huang stood under the starry night, his bare feet moved slowly, creating circles of ripples, and his shadow reflected on the water was also broken by the ripples.

The sound of the Kagura bell became clearer in the silence, one after another, the more it shook, the quieter it became.

Without accompaniment, Huang hums by himself. He doesn't sing, but hums softly. His deep and elegant voice is especially sexy when he hums—in fact, Huang's voice is usually gorgeous and sexy, but very restrained. Only at this time , that kind of sexy is amplified and released wantonly, even breathing is exciting.

Ichimoren sat kneeling upright, looking at the dancing Arana, unconsciously grabbing the sleeves with his fingers, only felt that every time Arara shook the Kagura bell coincided with his own heartbeat, it seemed that his breathing and heartbeat were under his control for a moment.

Huang used to be the son of God, and Kagura Dance was more familiar to him than eating and drinking, but perhaps because his identity was different from before, the Kagura Dance he dances now is not enthusiastic or pious, and his calm and indifferent eyes make this The dance has a kind of carefree meaning.

The long splashed ink hair rises with Huang's every turn. It should be a very graceful and gentle hairstyle, but it looks extraordinarily free and easy when placed on Huang's body. Even his eyes are full of quiet, faint pride.

Huang hummed a song and danced the Kagura dance unhurriedly. The long ribbon on the handle of the Kagura bell passed in front of him, and after falling down, he revealed a pair of slender and handsome eyebrows.

His gaze is always on Yimulian. In the illusion of stars, his pupils are shining slightly. When he closes his eyes, the stars are dim, and when he opens them, the night sky is bright.

He stared at Huang's figure raptly, and unconsciously became obsessed with his voice and dance.

The loose dark purple yukata added a different meaning to the originally solemn Kagura dance, as if this Kagura dance was not dedicated to the gods he believed in, but the lovers of the gods dancing for the gods to relieve their worries.

Loose and ambiguous, almost like...

flirt.

Huang turned his back to Yimulian, raised his arms, and his sleeves slid down to his shoulders, revealing his slender and powerful arms. The contours of his muscles were full of strength and beauty.

He got up slowly from his kneeling position, his long hair dragging circles of ripples on the surface of the water, making him like a mermaid slowly emerging from the water.

This is the first time that Huang has shown his aggressiveness, and he has portrayed his grace and beauty in people's hearts in a very domineering manner.

Yimulian was a little nervous, maybe it wasn't nervous, but he didn't know how to describe such emotions, he just felt that the Huang in front of him was so thrilling that his fingertips couldn't help trembling.

A dance gradually came to an end, Huang walked over in circles of water waves, stretched his arms and knelt down in front of Yimulian, his spread sleeves folded on the sleeves beside Yimulian, warm palms gently Hold down his thigh.

Huang looked at Yimulian, the long eyelashes of the two almost touched each other, and the breath was full of the other party's deliberate lightness.

"I offer my loyalty to you, my lord god."