After being forced to marry an enemy tyrant

The elf didn't know what to do, and looked at him timidly.

"Still pretending."

Zhao Yan took the opportunity to rub the little thing's waist, which made the boy's black eyes shudder, and said with a smile: "Isn't it good enough to seduce me before? Now there are no outsiders, so who can pretend to be like this?"

Under the contrast of the candlelight and wedding clothes, the young man's skin is like jade, his eyes are like stars, he is extraordinarily exquisite and beautiful, and he is more exquisite than any treasure in this world.

After all, it is the fox clan of Qingqiu, only the most condensed Yuehua can raise such a pleasing little thing.Thinking of how to tame and discipline this little thing in his own territory finally and aboveboard, and how to tame and discipline him in the future is up to him, Zhao Yan's mind, which has been tense all night, seems to have been ironed by warm steam.

The little thing looks innocent and harmless, but in fact he is full of evil, and now he may be brewing some bad idea in his heart to trick him.

"Come here and change my clothes."

Zhaoyan stretched his legs, lay down on the bed, picked up the silk belt around the young man's waist with the toe of his black iron boots, and ordered.

The bed was very high, Chang Ling could only climb down first and stand on the footrest.Then with a tense face, he looked at Zhaoyan's two long legs lying between the quilts as if he was facing an enemy, and he didn't know how to attack.

As the only bloodline of Boyan, the emperor of the fox family, the boy was born with a noble status. Even if he is only a half-opened little fox, he was carefully cared for by two loyal old servants, Cangjie and Qingluan, without serving him at all. Extraordinary, let alone changing clothes for people.

Zhaoyan waited for a long time without any movement, raised his eyebrows and looked down with some displeasure, and saw Chang Ling standing on the head of the bed with his dark eyes open, looking at him helplessly and confusedly.

"This is what I have to teach."

Zhao Yan sneered and shook his legs: "Take off your shoes first."

Chang Ling approached and followed the instructions to untie the two dark iron boots.The combat boots made of Fuyu black iron are several times heavier than ordinary combat boots. In order to prevent the combat boots from falling off during the battle, they are bound with rattan ropes cast in molten iron, and the knots are also beaten to death. It looks like an iron bump.Chang Ling took it for a long time, his hands turned red, but he couldn't shake the iron lump.Pian Zhaoyan was still playing tricks, like playing with prey, he kept hooking the young man's waist with his other foot, making Chang Ling dodge frequently, almost falling down several times.

After working for a long time, I still haven't solved it.

Chang Ling could only stop in frustration, looking at Zhaoyan for help.

Zhao Yan ridiculed: "I can't even do this, so I plan to keep you for nothing in the future."

"Unfasten your belt first."

Chang Ling couldn't reach it from below, so he had to climb onto the bed again, knelt and sat aside, and went to untie the black jade belt around Zhaoyan's waist.

Feeling the rustling movement of those two hands on his waist like kitten paws, and the anger jumping up and down in his body, Zhaoyan's Adam's apple couldn't help rolling.

The jade belt has a hidden buckle, which is very different from Qingqiu's system, and even if it is the same, Chang Ling has never untied it himself.Grandpa and Aunt Qingluan worry about these things for him.Chang Ling undid it for a long time, barely undoing half of the exposed buckle, pursed his lips, stared at the jade belt like a monster for a long time, and wanted to reach under the jade belt to find the location of the hidden buckle.

Zhaoyan couldn't stand the provocative movements of this little thing, so he stretched out his feet and hooked the person into his arms, saying: "Don't waste your energy. If you can't carry it on your shoulders, you can also warm the bed for me." gone."

The hard jade belt was stuck on the skin, which was very uncomfortable.

Chang Ling struggled uncomfortably, but without struggling, he opened his dark eyes wide and confronted Zhaoyan in the dim wedding tent through the candlelight, with his hands slightly curled up into fists, and pressed hard against the person who was close at hand. There was a silent stubbornness in his chest.

Peeling off the well-behaved and harmless appearance, this is the nature of this little thing.

"take away."

Zhaoyan raised his eyebrows, and said coldly: "You do the math yourself, you owe me a few times to clean up."

The two hands on the chest trembled almost imperceptibly, but they pressed even tighter.

Chang Ling took a deep breath, curled his fingers, and still refused to let go. This was the first time that the young man deeply felt the panic and powerlessness of falling into the opponent's territory and having no escape.This has nothing to do with age, experience or even temperament, it's just a biological instinct when one smells danger.

The air seemed to be sucked dry, and the high-intensity air pressure was rising steadily between the two.

"take away."

Zhao Yan ordered again, his deep eyes deepened, with a hint of danger.Accompanied by this sound, Tiezhang also rubbed the little thing's waist fiercely, as a warning.

Chang Ling was suffering from pain, his eyes trembled, the stubbornness in his eyes really subsided a lot, finally he loosened his fist a little, stretched out his toes cautiously and rubbed against his leg, full of flattery, trying to make a final struggle.

Zhao Yan was almost laughed out of anger.

"I owe this gentleman so much, and I just want to expose it if I want to be good. It's not that cheap. Hurry up, don't dawdle."

A layer of water vapor immediately appeared in the boy's eyes at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Zhaoyan is indifferent: "Crying is useless."

"Today is the bridal chamber."

"Which monarch do you see playing tricks in the bridal chamber?"

Chang Ling then stretched out his hand, like a kitten's paw, groped around, and wanted to poke inside his clothes again.

Zhao Yan had a toothache.

This little thing, in order to avoid "punishment", really used eighteen martial arts skills, and he was determined to fight him to the end.

Zhaoyan sneered, and directly pinched the two little claws that were still twitching around his waist, and said: "If you are not honest, I will tie you to the bedpost directly, believe it or not."

This time, the obedient look in Chang Ling's eyes also retreated, and his chest heaved vigorously, staring at him angrily.

"Hey, I finally lost my temper, and I'm about to reveal the fox's tail again."

Zhao Yan chuckled, and fiddled with the pair of snow-white fox ears on the boy's hair with great interest.

Chang Ling dodged his hand angrily.

After a lot of tossing and confrontation, the boy's black hair was slightly disheveled, and Yubai's cheeks were also flushed with anger, making Zhaoyan think of a kitten with fried hair for no reason.

Zhaoyan felt itchy, and pushed open the lapel of the wedding dress with his slender fingers, trying to pick out the blood jade collar around the young man's neck and play with it for a while, but this action touched some sensitive nerve of the little thing, the young man rushed forward, He bit down hard on his shoulder.

It was that unending posture again.

Zhao Yan was caught off guard and couldn't help hissing softly.

Yin Zhu just brought people over, and as soon as he reached the entrance of the hall, he suddenly heard the cry of the Lord in pain, which was very clear in the dark night, thinking that it was the little fox intending to assassinate the Lord, his face turned pale with fright, and pushed He opened the door and rushed in, almost dropping the tray in his hand.

"My lord—"

The tone of the black candle's voice was altered by extreme panic.

"What's the matter?"

Zhaoyan hissed again, pulled off the wedding tent, and asked while enduring the sharp pain in his shoulder.

"This--"

Yin Zhu took a peek inside worriedly, but the big red wedding tent covered everything, so he couldn't see anything, so he could only reply anxiously and uncertainly: "Go back to Your Majesty, this old servant came here to give you a hand. Sending supper, just now I seem to hear..."

"All right."

Zhaoyan interrupted Yin Zhu, originally wanting to send him away, but at this moment, the young man who was lying on his shoulder and biting him like a little mad dog suddenly loosened his teeth, a bright color he had never seen before flashed in his eyes, and then She rubbed her toes against his leg.Seeing that he didn't respond, he rubbed a second time.

"..."

The veins on Zhaoyan's forehead twitched violently.

"Leave it there."

After a while, Zhaoyan spoke in a complicated mood.

"Yes." Yin Zhu respectfully responded, and quickly directed the servants to put the things on the small food table next to the bed one by one.

Zhao Yan ordered everyone to retreat, and then reopened the wedding tent.

The aroma of minced meat mixed with Lingmi immediately entered the tip of his nose. Chang Ling turned his head to look over, and saw a bowl of Lingmi porridge stewed with white fungus, a plate of Sixi meatballs with tempting sauce and a whole A piece of roasted leg of lamb. The leg of lamb is taken from the mountain spirit sheep that can replenish physical strength. It has a strong smell and Chang Ling doesn't like to eat it, but the meatball is made of spirit pork. Chang Ling can't help swallowing.

Zhao Yan pulled him over and reminded: "Don't worry about food, you just bit me, how do you plan to solve this matter?"

"Dare to bite here and be seen by others, the wolves in this palace can bite you to death."

In the boy's dark eyes, there was only obedience left. Hearing this, he rubbed his toe lightly on his leg again.

"You're teasing a cat."

Zhaoyan sneered, his ice-cold gaze brushed across the boy's snowy neck like a hailstone, his Adam's apple rolled, and said, "Be sincere."

Chang Ling looked at him, this time he didn't rub against him, and wanted to kick him.

Zhao Yan didn't care, and just urged unhurriedly: "If you wait any longer, I'll have people take all the things down."

Chang Ling immediately shook his head.

"Oh. Don't let me withdraw."

"Then how do you plan to convince me?"

Chang Ling remained silent, staring at him with dark eyes for a long time, as if he was helpless, finally tilted his head, lazily, stretched out two jade white arms to grab his neck actively, and a little fox was exposed at the corner of his mouth. With a sly smile, said:

"Your Majesty, beauty makes you dizzy. If you are so greedy for my beauty, aren't you afraid that I will bite you to death someday?"

There was still scarlet between the young man's teeth, which was the result of biting off his shoulder just now, and he was deliberately provocative and seductive, like a little fairy who had cultivated for a thousand years.

Zhao Yan felt that the blood all over his body was on fire at this moment.The blood-like color gradually spread in his deep eyes. He looked at the attractive little thing underneath, licked his dry lips, and sneered: "If you have the guts, try it."

There were gradually sounds in the hall.

Yin Zhu listened for a while, and then slowly calmed down, wiped off the cold sweat, and told the left and right: "Prepare the hot water and a change of clothes in advance, and wait for the king to call. Don't break."

**

When Zhaoyan woke up the next day, all the food on the case had been swept away, even the huge roasted leg of lamb was gone.Can't help but think, this little thing is quite edible.

He sat up refreshed and looked to the side, only to find that the bedding had been neatly folded and there was no one there.Zhaoyan raised his eyebrows, opened the wedding tent, put on his clothes and got out of bed.

It was already high in the sun outside, and the sunlight came in through the window panes of the Mingwa tiles, making the main hall very bright.Zhaoyan has always been diligent and self-disciplined. Even if he succeeds to the throne, he has always maintained his military style and rarely sleeps until this hour.This was the first time today, firstly because it was too late last night, and secondly because he didn't have to go to court early today, and he had to visit the sixteenth department to inspect military affairs in person.

Zhaoyan tidied up his clothes, called Yin Zhu to come in, and asked casually, "Where did that little thing go?"

Yin Zhu made a big turn in his mind, and then suddenly realized who the "little thing" Jun Shang was talking about, and suddenly said with a bad face: "That little fox bit Jun Shang last night, and now he is staying outside according to the rules. be punished."

Zhaoyan was surprised: "Punishment?"

"Yes."

Yin Zhu said: "Yesterday, the Monster Suotai has specially sent an internal officer here to serve as the head of Huifeng Palace, saying that he was ordered by the Dazhu Kingdom."

Zhao Yan frowned imperceptibly.

Yin Zhu looked at his face, and said cautiously: "Now the head of the Demon Locking Terrace is punished by the inner court, and all new palace servants must enter the Demon Locking Terrace for unified training. Even though the little fox has a special status, he must not disobey the rules."

"What's more, he dared to bite the king as soon as he entered the palace. How can he get it in the future? It's a heinous crime. If the old slave didn't put the clothes for the king last night and saw the blood teeth marks on it, he wouldn't know about it... Hey, Your Majesty!"

Before Yin Zhu finished speaking, Zhao Yan threw the untied hair crown into his hand, and strode out.

The place of punishment is in the open space in front of the temple.

Probably because of his urgency, the young man was only wearing a thin blue silk robe, without a cloak, and was holding a whip made of Fuyu black iron, kneeling on the white jade steps in front of the hall.

"This commandment whip symbolizes the authority of the emperor. Let the young master hold the commandment whip and think about his mistakes here, so that the young master can remember that as an inner palace man, he must be respectful, respectful, respectful, and absolutely obedient in front of the emperor. You can't have the slightest overstepping or disobedience, and you can't do such rebellious acts as biting the dragon's body!"

The Tibetan mastiff spoke with a shrill voice, eccentrically at the side.

The weight of Fu Yu Xuantie was obviously not something that the little thing could bear, the little thing's arms shook violently, and the blue silk sleeves also slid down with the movement, revealing two seductive white sections inside.

"Yo, it's fine to kneel."

Zhao Yan walked over, caged the boy in the shadow, squatted down halfway, and asked jokingly.

Chang Ling turned his head and looked away with his black eyes, ignoring him.

Zhao Yan thought it was interesting, so he reached out and rubbed his hand on the waist that was not enough to hold, which made the young man tremble, and he almost couldn't hold the whip in his hand.

"You beg me, I will let them spare you, isn't it good?"

That section of snowy neck dazzled people's eyes, Zhao Yan's hands were itchy, and he fiddled with the blood jade collar around the young man's neck.

Chang Ling dodged twice, not letting him touch him, and immediately received another blow on the side of his waist.It was already sensitive there, how could it withstand such teasing again and again, Chang Ling trembled violently again, finally turned his head, his eyes burst into flames, and gritted his teeth to stare at this person.

This undoubtedly aroused the young king's desire to tame again.

Zhao Yan held on to the soft part in his palm, and said with a meaningful smile: "Didn't you know how to beg for mercy last night? Who is begging for my lord, his voice is almost hoarse from crying, why not today?" ?”

"Would you like me to recall it for you now?"

He whispered lightly, half-truths and half-false words.

The roots of Chang Ling's ears burned, and he almost wanted to pounce on this man's shoulder and bite hard again.

Zhao Yan ridiculed: "Your attitude makes it impossible for me to save you."

Chang Ling ignored him.

Zhaoyan Shi Shiran got up and asked Zang Mastiff, "How long will the punishment be?"

Zang Mastiff wholeheartedly asked for credit, and hurriedly said: "Back to your lord, according to the rules, you have to kneel for three days and three nights."

"So long."

Zhao Yan looked at the little thing condescendingly, smiled inexplicably, and said: "Let's punish him for one day first, if the punishment fails, how can he serve me at night."

Taking advantage of this opportunity, it is necessary to cure the biting problem of this little thing.

**

Spring came late in the western region, and the rest of the inner court was still bleak, but the northern palace was full of vitality, like a paradise independent of the palace.

A waiter dressed in cloud and white walked through the courtyard full of red plums and the long corridor, and came to a palace room called "Shouqiu Hall", and said respectfully through the screen: "Madam, Your Majesty Arranged the little fox in Huifeng Palace, and stayed there last night."

"Huifeng Palace?"

The person inside was silent for a moment, and asked in a gentle tone: "The little fox, can you see it?"

The attendant shook his head: "As soon as the little fox settled down, the Monster Suotai sent someone to take over the affairs of Huifeng Hall, but the servant failed to find an opportunity. However, I heard that the little fox bit the Lord for some reason last night. He is being punished to kneel according to the palace rules."

The person inside gave a cool smile.

The servant couldn't figure out the meaning of the laughter, so he asked carefully, "If Madam directly issued an order there, I'm afraid the Demon Locking Platform wouldn't dare to stop it. Madam, do you want to call that little fox here now? People, after all, Madam ordered the King to bring them back."

"But my good son, in order to prevent people from falling into my hands, directly brought people into the inner court in the name of marriage between the two clans. If I intervene at this time, it will definitely arouse the jealousy of that old man Qiu Ye. He is now I'm worrying that I can't get hold of this palace."

The waiter fell silent.

Just listen to Mrs. Jun's instructions: "Wait a little longer, since you have arrived at Sirius, I will always have a chance to meet you. I want to see how many tricks our new monarch still has hidden."

"Besides, if you don't suffer a little bit, this little fox may not be able to understand the ferocity of werewolves and the goodness of me. Hunters and falcons are all boiled. Since the new king is willing to do it for you, I am happy to sit back and enjoy the benefits."

The servant responded respectfully and stepped back slowly.

**

It was already evening when Zhaoyan came back from his camp tour, and as soon as he entered the hall, the little thing was still obediently kneeling on the jade steps with a whip in his hands, his black hair was stained with a lot of dew.

After holding it up for a day, the whip obviously couldn't hold it anymore, and it was on the verge of falling.

Yin Zhu went up to take off Zhao Yan's coat, and asked: "Have you had dinner, Your Majesty? Would you like the dining room to send some over now?"

Zhao Yan originally wanted to say no.With his Tianluo ninth-level cultivation base, he can fill his stomach just by absorbing the surrounding aura, and it is no problem to not eat for a few months, but for no reason, the sparkling eyes of the little thing when he heard the word "Supper" last night flashed in his mind , with a hook on the corner of his lips, he said, "Let's pass it on."

And specifically ordered: "Tell the dining room, prepare more generously, I have a good appetite today."

Yin Zhu is overjoyed, since he succeeded to the throne, he spends his nights eating and clothing, is diligent in government affairs, or sleeps in the army, and has never had a good meal. It is rare that he has a big appetite today. , Hastily sent people to the dining room to pass the order.

Zhao Yan has strode up the jade steps, still squatting down like in the morning, raised his eyebrows, looked at the little things below and said: "Yo, you are still kneeling."

Chang Ling pursed his lips tightly and didn't look at him, but shook his arm uncontrollably.

"Still stubborn."

Noticing that a wisp of sweat was flowing down the young man's temples to the neck, making the snow-white part drenched, more crystal clear, and more dazzling, Zhaoyan couldn't help but wiped it with his fingers, and said, "Lei Ting Yulu, it’s all about your kindness. I told you earlier that you are not allowed to argue with me. This is not Qingqiu. In this place, except for me, no one can protect you. You can only rely on me.”

"Why, would you rather suffer this than give in to me?"

Chang Ling avoided his hand and still refused to talk to him.

Zhao Yan was not angry either, and just took advantage of the situation as punishment and rubbed the young man's waist again, saying: "You are a small prey that I spent two cities to catch. To be a prey, you must have the consciousness of being a prey. Don't think that you are a servant." You can make me dizzy if you hit me once."

"Still stubborn now, when I get to the couch later, I have to serve you as I should, so why bother?"

This sentence really works.

Changling's black eyes immediately burst into flames, staring at him.

Zhaoyan intentionally teased the little thing: "I've done everything, and I don't want people to talk about it." As he spoke, he retracted his iron palm, and exerted a little dark force, Chang Ling's black eyes were so painful that water vapor appeared, and he trembled wildly , the whip in his hand shook a few times, and he almost fell several times, but in the end he was held up by the young man in time.

Zhaoyan raised his eyebrows, surprised at how obedient this little thing is.

The Tibetan mastiff lowered his eyebrows and looked down, with a respectful posture, almost bent his waist to the ground, and explained from the side: "According to the rules, if this whip falls, you have to kneel all over again."

It was so.

Zhao Yan sneered: "How long is it?"

Zang Mastiff hurriedly said: "One more hour and it will be over."

After finishing speaking, he did not forget to add considerately: "Originally there are two hours left, so we can't delay your majesty's rest because of this, so half of it will be spared."

Zhao Yan said: "Punish as you want." "Without him, I can't sleep."

He also pointed out something, hooked the young man's waist with the tip of his toe, forcing Chang Ling's arm to shake violently, and then glared at him angrily.

"Yes, yes. The slave obeys."

Zang Mastiff hurriedly responded, seeing that he was recognized by the emperor on the first day he took office as an internal official, and he was not to mention how happy he was.

On that side, Yin Zhu had already led people to bring the dinner over.

Zhao Yan pointed at the open space under the steps: "It's right here."

Yin Zhu was startled, didn't dare to ask more questions, and hurriedly ordered people to bring the food table over and arrange the meals one by one.

Your Majesty ordered a sumptuous meal, and the dining room did not dare to neglect it. In just a short while, six meat, six vegetable and two soups were assembled, as well as many delicate and delicious snacks.

Zhao Yan waved his hands and ordered the idlers to back down, picked up the silver knife specially used for cutting meat, and unhurriedly sliced ​​a whole roast suckling pig on the plate.The unique fatty aroma of the spirit pork after being grilled immediately wafts into the air mixed with the aroma of the seasoning.

Halfway through the cut, there was a sudden pause.

Squinting his eyes, he saw that the little thing had turned his head around at some point, and was holding the whip staggeringly, staring at him scorchingly. Specifically, it was the meat that was being cut in his hand. That rare sparkle flashed.

Seeing him looking, the young man looked like a little mouse protruding half of his body from a hole, and then quickly looked away, turning his head away.

Zhaoyan: "..."

This little thing is always like a starving ghost, so hungry for food.

Zhao Yan was amused, put down the silver knife, and said with great interest: "Come here."

Chang Ling turned his head back, looked at him timidly, and shook his arms, as if he didn't know how to get there while holding the thing.

Zhao Yan said: "Okay, what are you acting, put down the things, come here."

This time the little thing was really rude, he threw away the things without hesitation, walked over obediently, stood by the desk, stared at the plate of roast suckling pig with glowing eyes.

Zhao Yan found it funny even more, pulled the person from the food table and pressed him to his lap, jokingly said: "You like to eat so much."

Chang Ling didn't say a word, his eyes still couldn't stop floating on the food table.

Although he knew that this little thing was probably pretending to be pitiful, Zhao Yan couldn't help but feel itchy when he met those dark eyes, and said in a low voice, "May I feed you?"

Chang Ling's face turned pale, he didn't know what to think, and immediately pushed him, trying to get off him.

"Okay, what are you thinking about? I'm not that interested in you wanting to make a fuss."

Zhao Yan taunted him and held him down, but actually picked up the chopsticks, slowly picked up a piece of fat and thin spirit pork, dipped both sides in the seasoning, and handed it to Chang Ling.

The slices of meat are thin and uniform, with clear texture, and the edges are slightly browned due to roasting. The cutting technique is very professional, and it is hard to imagine that it was done by a king of a country who has been conquering all the year round.

Chang Ling looked at Zhaoyan, then at the sizzling piece of barbecued meat, hesitated for a moment, opened his mouth obediently, bit the piece of meat into his mouth, chewed and swallowed it.The scent of fat mixed with the scent of seasoning filled the teeth, Chang Ling's eyes became brighter, he looked at Zhao Yan again, and even clasped his arms around Zhao Yan's neck flatteringly, his appeal couldn't be more obvious.

"Do you still want to eat?" Zhaoyan asked with a slight toothache.Could this little thing be the reincarnation of a little piggy?

He originally planned to tease people, but when he saw this, he thought it would be more interesting to change it to feeding, so he picked up a second piece of meat slowly and dipped it in a different sauce.The stars in Chang Ling's eyes became brighter after eating, obviously very satisfied with the new sauce.

Zhaoyan couldn't tell for a while whether this little thing was pretending to be cute and acting for him, or whether he really liked eating this plate of roast pork.

So without making a fuss, he picked up another slice, dipped it in the sweet and sour seasoning, and fed it slice by slice.Chang Ling was wary of Zhaoyan's other actions at first, but seeing that Zhaoyan really seemed to be kind enough to feed him with labor, he was happy to enjoy it, and obediently ate one bite after another.

A whole plate of spirit pork was unknowingly missing more than half.The fat content of spirit pork is extremely high, so Zhaoyan had to pause to put down his chopsticks, lest the little thing really turn into a piglet.

"What are you doing looking at me like that?"

Realizing that the little thing was looking at him with strange eyes, Zhao Yan raised his eyebrows, and said slowly, half jokingly and half seriously: "I think this gentleman is pretty, and I can't wait to have sex with this gentleman?"

I thought these words would make the little thing ashamed again, but Chang Ling just tilted his head, raised the end of his eyes slightly, stared at him for a long time as if examining some rare object, then narrowed his eyes, Like a cat, she slammed directly into his arms in the posture of grabbing his neck.

The little thing's body was as soft as boneless, his forehead rested on his chest, and the nape of his neck, which was mostly covered by black hair, was sweating profusely. It was snow-white and shone with a crystal luster. He was probably really exhausted. After eating and drinking, This is directly treating him as a human cushion.

This silent and unconscious temptation is the deadliest.

As the king of a country, although Zhaoyan doesn't care about desires, it doesn't mean he doesn't have such needs. He didn't choose a concubine if he didn't stand up before, and he didn't even have palace servants and prostitutes who were lucky for a while. A more important reason - he has no one he is interested in, to be precise, none of the people who have been sent to him in various forms can make him have any sexual interest.He even once thought that he would never have anything to do with the word "desire" in his life, until he met such a little thing in Qingqiu.The first time he saw this little thing under the dilapidated god statue in Chenfeng Palace, he was surprised to find that there was a long-dormant impulse in his bones and blood, or the desire to occupy, paranoid, possessive suddenly Qiqi woke up in between.

On the one hand, he warned himself not to be too addicted, and on the other hand, he became uncontrollably addicted.

He knows that the little thing looks obedient on the surface, but in fact it is full of bad intentions and thoughts.Right now, she is lying in her arms seemingly innocent and harmless, and she doesn't know what kind of plan is going on in her head.He was willing to play cat and mouse games with him, but he couldn't wait to possess him completely, so that the little fox could completely submit to him, and belong to him completely.

However, at this moment, Zhaoyan felt that the string in his heart that read "abstinence" broke again, and the thought that he had deliberately suppressed since entering the palace was easily hooked up, pushed away the food table, directly carried the person by the waist, and went to Stride into the hall.

Tonight he was particularly in good spirits and energetic, Chang Ling was made to cry several times by him.Zhaoyan bit the little thing's ear, and said in a cold and magnetic voice: "Be obedient, I will let you go, okay?"

The elf seemed to understand, grabbed his shoulder, immediately nodded obediently, and said "um".

However, Zhao Yan became more and more fascinated by the soft, cat-like voice, until it made people cry again, and then retreated out with more contentment.Because of "broken promise", he was bitten viciously by the little thing on the arm again.

The author has something to say: Thank you for your support ^_^ The second update will be at noon tomorrow~