live by kiss

The little fox hugged its tail tightly in front of itself, trying to get away with it.

The little fox shrank back, hearing the sound of footsteps getting closer and closer to him, he couldn't help whimpering.

Huo Cheng stopped in front of the table, looked at the ball of fluffy little fox, bent down slightly, and picked up the little fox.

Seeing that he was being hugged, the little fox embraced the man's arm in a fawning manner, pressed his face against it, and softly called out: "Wow~"

The little fox had an innocent face.

Huo Cheng still had a cold face, while rubbing the little fox, he looked up at the ice cream in Rogel's hand.

Rogel didn't react for a while, but Rogel's agent saw it, and quickly walked over to take the ice cream from Rogel's hand, and reprimanded: "Rogel! Why are you feeding the baby ice cream!"

"Can't you feed it?" Rogel was a little dazed.

Because when he stayed with the little fox before, he often fed the little fox. The little fox could eat any snacks such as potato chips and chocolate, so when he saw the little fox wanted to eat ice cream, he also Habitually fed to the little fox.

"How does the fox eat ice cream!" The manager was furious with Rogel, and hurriedly said to Huo Cheng: "Mr. Huo, I'm sorry... We will pay attention next time, and won't feed the baby indiscriminately."

"It's okay." Huo Cheng touched the little fox in his arms, "I'll take him away first."

Huo Cheng took the little fox out of the lounge and returned to the nanny's car.

There was no one else in the car, the little fox was hugged by the man obediently all the time, and the tail behind him was also wrapped around the man's wrist, nestling in the man's arms sticky.

It's just that the little fox's flattery has no effect on the man. Huo Cheng leaned on the back of the chair, hooked the little fox's chin with his fingertips, and asked a little casually, "How much ice cream have you eaten?"

The little fox just tilted his head, and the two small ears on the top of his head swayed back and forth, looking at Huo Cheng innocently, as if I couldn't understand what you were talking about, trying to play dumb.

Huo Cheng pinched the little fox's fluffy face with his hands, and noticed that the fur on both sides of the little fox's cheeks was a little sticky, which was the traces of the melted ice cream on his face.

Huo Cheng turned the little fox over, saw ice cream marks on the little fox's chest and paws, raised his eyebrows and said, "Huh?"

The little fox shrunk his body into a ball and whispered: "I just ate a few bites..."

"I haven't finished eating yet..." the little fox was cautious.

"Really?" Huo Cheng unhurriedly rubbed the little fox's head, and asked again: "What about yesterday?"

"I ate one yesterday..." The little fox was very unconfident, and lowered his head sullenly, even his two little ears drooped down.

"Fang Huai." Huo Cheng frowned, "How did you promise me before?"

"I'm sorry..." The little fox felt guilty.

Huo Cheng looked at the little fox's appearance, sighed lightly, and rubbed the center of his brows tiredly, "Return to human form."

The little fox obediently turned into a human figure and sat on Huo Cheng's lap. Before he could get down from his arms, a hand was put on his waist, and he was hugged tightly by the man.

"Is ice cream really that delicious?"

"Delicious." Fang Huai nodded.

The ice cream is really delicious!Life is incomplete without ice cream!

"How delicious?" Huo Cheng put one hand on the back of Fang Huai's neck, moved a little closer, and let out a little bit of aura in his body.

"It's delicious..." Fang Huai didn't know how to describe it, "It tastes like milk, sometimes chocolate..."

But as he talked, Fang Huai's voice became smaller and smaller, smelling the aura fragrance emanating from the man, his brain became a little dizzy.

This time, the aura smelled a bit like milk, and it smelled like milk ice cream. Fang Huai couldn't help but put his arms around the man's neck, took a sip from the neck, and even smelled a faint chocolate smell.

Fang Huai leaned meekly on the man's shoulder, smelling the fragrance of the aura, secretly inhaled several mouthfuls, looked at the man with sparkling eyes, and said excitedly: "Senior's aura smells like ice cream!"

"There are better flavors." Huo Cheng put his arms around the person in his arms, and gently seduced, "Do you want it?"

"Yes." Fang Huai nodded without hesitation.

"But you can only eat with your spiritual sense." Huo Cheng touched Fang Huai's face, "Are you sure?"

Fang Huai was taken aback for a moment, but he still nodded and opened his consciousness, "Yes!"

Huo Cheng's tentacles stretched out and entered Fang Huai's sea of ​​consciousness.

The fissure-filled demon core quietly floated above the sea of ​​consciousness. As soon as the tentacles of the divine consciousness saw the round demon core, they extended the end of the tentacles and moved towards it, rolling up the demon core.

Fang Huai is not used to the close contact between Yaodan and other people's consciousness, so he moved his body a little uncomfortable, but soon, he noticed that those tentacles of consciousness turned into a ball of gold sand from nowhere, and all the golden sand Sprinkle it on the demon pill.

As soon as the gold sand touched the surface of the demon pill, it was quickly absorbed by the demon pill, and Fang Huai also "tasted" the taste of the gold sand, which was as cold as ice cream and soft.

Fang Huai ate a little bit of gold sand, and asked curiously, "What is this?"

"The spiritual essence of the demon cultivator." Huo Cheng explained, while controlling the tentacles of the divine sense to roll more gold sand into Fang Huai's consciousness, and sprinkled it on the demon core.

The long tentacles of spiritual sense continuously transported the gold sand. At first, Fang Huai obediently waited for the feeding, but later he couldn't wait any longer, and took the initiative to release his spiritual sense to "catch" the gold sand.

Fang Huai's consciousness was in the shape of clouds, and the little clouds floated over and surrounded the tentacles of those consciousness. When they saw the gold dust rolled at the end of the tentacles, they leaned over to actively absorb the gold dust.

But just as Little Yunduo was absorbing the gold sand, he accidentally touched the long tentacle, and Fang Huai suddenly felt numb all over his body, and his body softened.

The feeling of the spiritual consciousness touching each other was a little strange, not uncomfortable, but rather tingling and comfortable, so Fang Huai touched those long tentacles with his spiritual consciousness cloud while eating the golden sand curiously.

Fang Huai divided his consciousness into a small group, and the little cloud floated to the side of the tentacle, and then touched the long tentacle with his body.

However, the long tentacles didn't seem to like being touched, so they moved a little to the side, curling up the demon core to avoid Xiao Yunduo's touch, and then continued to sprinkle gold sand on the demon core.

Little Yunduo floated around behind the long tentacle, and saw that the long tentacle had turned into a ball of gold dust again, before the long tentacle sprinkled the gold sand, he took the initiative to fly forward and swallowed the gold sand in one gulp.

But while swallowing the gold sand, Little Yunduo accidentally touched the end of the long tentacle.

The end of the tentacle subconsciously locked, but Xiao Yunduo saw the reaction of the tentacle, and found it even more interesting, so she leaned up to rub the long tentacle lightly, and even wrapped the end of the tentacle into her body.

Huo Cheng's breathing suddenly became a little heavy, and he exerted a little force on his hands, hugging him tightly in his arms, and gave a dangerous warning: "Fang Huai, don't touch me!"

Fang Huai was taken aback immediately, and subconsciously controlled Xiao Yunduo to let go of the end of the tentacle.

It was the first time his senior treated him in such a harsh tone, Fang Huai immediately calmed down, even Xiao Yunduo stopped touching those long tentacles, and obediently returned to the depths of the sea of ​​consciousness.

Huo Cheng rubbed against the young man's neck, panting heavily, even the tentacles of his spiritual consciousness remained motionless, wrapping the demon pill tighter and tighter.

After a while, Huo Chengcai calmed down his chin, let go of the person in his arms a little, and said: "God recognizes random touch." Shan?and?彡?evening

"Oh..." Fang Huai seemed to understand. Although he didn't know the reason, Fang Huai still nodded obediently after the seniors said so.

After all, I have been staying on the mountain before, and I don't know many monsters. I don't know much about the "common sense" of many monster races. Maybe it is one of the "common sense" of the monster race not to touch the divine sense.

Fang Huai was going to ask the patriarch when he went back, but he was still thinking about the delicious gold sand, so he tugged at the corner of the man's clothes and asked in a low voice, "Is there any spiritual essence left?"

Huo Chengtai patted Fang Huai's back lightly, and continued to control the tentacles of his spiritual consciousness to sprinkle gold dust.

Huo Cheng fed a lot of gold sand, Fang Huai ate his fill, and in the end he lay lazily in Huo Cheng's arms and refused to move. He changed back to his original shape and lay in Huo Cheng's arms, and stretched out his paws to rub his belly. .

Huo Cheng put the little fox on the seat to rest, and took the tentacles of spiritual consciousness back from the opponent's sea of ​​consciousness.

But because the long tentacle was touched several times by Fang Huai's spiritual sense Xiao Yunduo, and because now Huo Cheng's spiritual sense tentacles are stained with Fang Huai's breath.

Huo Cheng got out of the car and happened to bump into Ling Ran outside.

Ling Ran knew that Huo Cheng came to visit the little fox on the set today, but he didn't see the little fox in Huo Cheng's arms, so he asked casually, "Where's the baby?"

Huo Cheng: "In the car."

"I'll go and see him." Ling Ran saw the nanny's car behind and walked forward a few steps, but when he passed by Huo Cheng, he smelled a breath.

"Old Monster Huo." Ling Ran stopped Huo Cheng, frowned and said, "Why do you smell like a baby?"

Huo Cheng: "I heard it wrong."

Ling Ran sniffed the smell in the air again, and even sniffed at Huo Cheng's shoulder, his brows furrowed tighter and tighter, "Your smell doesn't seem quite right..."

Although it is said that monsters get along with each other after getting along for a long time, but now the smell on Huo Cheng's body does not seem to be "stained", but it seems to be fused with the smell of the little fox.

Suddenly, Ling Ran thought of something, and looked at Huo Cheng with disbelief.

"Huo Cheng!" Ling Ran raised his voice, "He's not yet of age!"

How can you have a good relationship with an underage little fox!

The author has something to say

Using the human world as an analogy to the spiritual contact in the monster world, it is probably two people hugging each other naked, touching each other here and there.

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