The villain is soft and clingy [Transmigration Book]

As the evening approaches, the sun slowly sinks, and night follows one after another, but they are lit by lanterns that are lit one after another.

It seems that because of some festival, the streets are busier than usual, and people wearing masks and carrying lanterns can be seen everywhere.

"Look, this is so cute."

Xia Zhitao bent down, pointed at a rabbit mask with pointed ears, and frowned, "Do you want to wear it?"

"What's so good about a fox," Zhang Kuang said, "Zhitao, look at this Yazi, how domineering."

Xia Zhitao leaned over to take a look, only to see the beast with bared teeth and a pair of red eyes with a ferocious look, the kind children would have nightmares at night.

Little friend Zhang is worthy of being a thousand-year-old monster. He was brought by Master Xuanxu. His brain circuits are very clear, and he is particularly interested in all kinds of weird things.

Xia Zhitao was silent for a moment, and said against his will: "...It looks good."

Having said that, Xia Zhitao reached out and took off the previous rabbit mask, then pulled Zhang Kuang over, made a gesture on her cheek, and said with great interest, "Take this."

Zhang Kuang took it obediently, gestured on the face, although the small appearance looked a little reluctant, but he still pulled off the string and put it on the face.

The mask completely covered his face, and his thin ears drooped, hanging on the long black hair, looking soft.

After wearing it for less than two seconds, she raised the mask awkwardly, pinned it on the top of her head like a hat, and muttered, "It's too boring."

"I didn't see you screaming hot when you wore a mask made of more than a dozen layers of black cotton before." Xia Zhitao laughed at her, "It's too hot to wear a mask now."

Zhang Kuang was noncommittal, and was about to put the mask back, when Xia Zhitao stopped him halfway, took out a few copper coins and handed them to the shopkeeper: "Wait a minute, I bought it."

She put down the mask, blinked at Zhang Kuang, held his hand, and said, "Let's go, let's go for a stroll."

I heard from the people around me that today should be the Ghost Festival, that's why the streets are decorated with lanterns and festoons, looking so lively.

The air washed by the rain is full of dampness, and the lanterns along the road are connected end to end, forming a flowing river.

Zhang Kuang stood in front of the sugar figurine shop for a long time, thinking hard for a long time, and finally bought a kitten-shaped one and a small tiger-shaped one, and handed them all to Xia Zhitao.

Xia Zhitao took the one in the shape of a kitten, and the tip of her tongue touched the crystal yellow sugar, the sweetness permeated, and slowly poured into the apex of her heart.

The two held hands and walked slowly among the crowd. Xia Zhitao took a few bites of the candy man, and when he turned his head, the one in Zhang Kuang's hand was gone, and he was looking at him eagerly.

Xia Zhitao laughed "puchi", she didn't really like sweets so much, so she gave the sugar figurine to Zhang Kuang, who declined in a low voice and took it happily.

This person doesn't eat much for dinner, but has a special liking for all kinds of sweets and desserts. Coupled with his special physique, he won't get fat no matter what, which made Xia Zhitao envious for a while.

Seeing the other party happily biting, Xia Zhitao felt his heart itch, put his hand on Zhang Kuang's wrist, lifted his body a little, and moved closer.

"It looks very sweet." Xia Zhitao tilted her head slightly, her long hair fell from her ears, and was dyed a warm orange by the candlelight. "I want to taste it too."

Zhang Kuang suddenly felt guilty, and was about to hand back the half-bitten sugar figurine, but Xia Zhitao pressed down on his wrist.

Xia Zhitao stretched out her hand to grab Zhang Kuang's collar, and gently pulled out a few folds with her slender fingers, pulling her whole body down.

The noise seemed far away, the candlelight of the lantern avoided the alley, and the shadow fell like black satin, enveloping the two of them.

Pedestrians come and go on the street, amidst the dazzling halo, no one pays attention to those who are huddled together in the alley, and no one notices the touch of lips.

The tip of their noses touched, Xia Zhitao raised his hand, wrapped her neck around her neck, and kissed her soft lips lightly, the bits and pieces of sugar melted, and there was a hint of sweetness between the lips and teeth.

After a while, Xia Zhitao opened her hand lightly, raised her finger to press her lips, raised her eyebrows to glance at him, and said with a smile in her voice, "It's really sweet."

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The wind picked up, the lights gradually dimmed, and the night fell heavily.The two came to an inn with the flow of people during the festival.

Before Qiling Mountain, Zhang Kuang was alone, and there was so much gold, silver and treasures all over the mountain that there was no place to pile them up. Naturally, the two of them would not be short of money.Zhang Kuang knocked on the wooden counter and asked for the most expensive room.

Although there are spells such as Jingyijue, Xia Zhitao is still a modern person in essence. If conditions permit, soaking comfortably in the bathtub for a while is not a fairy-like enjoyment.

Xia Zhitao washed off the dust, wiped her wet long hair with a cloth, and when she returned to the room, she saw Zhang Kuang changing into black obscene clothes and lying on the bed.

The black hair hangs down the back, dripping into the folds of the clothes like water.The black sleeves hang down the arms, making the wrists white and jade-like.

She was lying softly on the bed, fiddling with the red jade hairpin she bought on the street, her expression was so serious that people who didn't know would think that this person was trying to figure out some mystery.

Xia Zhitao dried her long hair, then sat down beside the bed, stretched out her hand and gently pushed her, and said, "Go in, I have no place."

Zhang Kuang obediently said "Oh", rolled his body in a circle, then sat up along the wall, and raised his arms to hug Xia Zhitao who also came up.

The obscene clothes were a little loose, barely covering the neckline, revealing a trace of fine white skin.

Zhang Kuang put his arms around Xia Zhitao, lay softly on the other's shoulder, rubbed the tip of his nose against his neck, and breathed softly.

Xia Zhitao was itchy by her, with a smile she couldn't hide, she raised her hand and pinched the other's cheek: "What are you doing?"

It should be because of eating well, drinking well, and being happy physically and mentally recently, Zhang Kuang's complexion has improved a lot.

Her skin is no longer pale, and her fingertips are a little bloody red, looking soft, like a small fruit on a branch, making one want to take a bite.

Zhang Kuang didn't say a word, still hugging her from behind, his lips gently covered her neck, and kissed her delicately.

The child was slow, his movements were green and clumsy, Xia Zhitao calmly let her hug her for a while, and suddenly thought of something.

She stretched out her hand to push Zhang Kuang away, and said calmly: "Wait a minute, when I went to look for Miss Hongjue last time, she just stuffed me with something."

As soon as the words were finished, Xia Zhitao raised her hand to cover the black jade bracelet, and with a thought, several things appeared between her five fingers.

Holding the red rope with slender white fingers, the hem swayed gently, making several clustering sounds.Xia Zhitao tilted her head and smiled, "How is it?"

Seeing Zhang Kuang's complicated expression and falling into silence, Xia Zhitao refused to let go, and said while the iron was hot: "Think about how many times I have taken advantage of me, how many times I have taken advantage of you, I must come this time, right?"

Zhang Kuang hesitated, "But..."

Xia Zhitao said: "You are a cultivator at the stage of transforming gods, and I am at the pitiful Jindan stage. The realm is so much higher than mine, and you still bully me all day long. I am very sad."

After saying those words, Zhang Kuang didn't know what to do. He turned his back, raised his hand and rolled up his waterfall-like hair, and said in self-defeating, "Okay, okay."

Xia Zhitao succeeded in her plot, coaxed the other party a few words in a soft voice, and after confirming that the leader had no objection, she gently untied the rope and moved over.

The red rope was wrapped around the waist, wrapped around the arms, and spread to the upper neck, lined with white skin, like slender vines, like flexible flower branches, outlining soft curves.

Xia Zhitao was a little guilty, she leaned lightly on Zhang Kuang's shoulder, pressed against Zhang Kuang's flushed auricle, and whispered, "Are you not angry?"

Because her back was facing her, she couldn't see the other person's expression, she could only hear a little confused voice, Nuonuo said: "It's okay."

"Mainly, this rope is not very lethal," Zhang Kuang muttered, "It's limp and will break when you pull it. Zhitao, you might as well change to an iron chain."

Xia Zhitao: "..."

Xia Zhitao decided to ignore this person, put her aside, got off the bed and prepared to make a cup of tea.However, just as she took two steps, there was a muffled "plop" sound behind her.

She hurriedly turned her head to look, but froze in place all of a sudden, thinking that Hongjue had sworn to promise for a long time, and she really wasn't talking nonsense:

For some reason, Zhang Kuang fell off the bed, and she knelt on the ground, her black obscene clothes were a little looser, her wrists were tightly tied to her chest by a red rope, leaving a few faint red marks.

The black hair was spread out, covering the cold white muscles and bones, revealing an inexplicable emaciation of frailty.

She seemed to be in some pain from the fall, looking at Xia Zhitao with wet black pupils, the corners of her eyes were stained with a rouge-like redness, she tried her best to grab the red rope on her wrist, but suddenly found that she couldn't break free.

"What, what's going on," Zhang Kuang was panicked, his whole body was in a bad mood, "How can this keep getting tighter and tighter?!"

The red rope went around the waist in circles, slowly binding it inward, fitting the jet-black clothes, and gently embedded in the muscles and bones, leaving shallow marks.

In fact, Xia Zhitao still couldn't bear it, and tied her loosely, but someone struggled for a long time, and the rope didn't loosen at all, but instead wrapped it up tightly, tying her extremely tightly.

It doesn't hurt, it doesn't tighten, but it presses the clothes delicately, and every time it moves, it becomes tighter. The clothes rustle and move other parts, creating an indescribable itchiness.

"What's going on, it's so weird—"

Zhang Kuang was really in a hurry now, she couldn't stand up anymore, she could only lean against the wall, the more she struggled, the more she pushed herself into the fire pit.

She couldn't help it, she panted lightly, her eyebrows were pressed down, her eyes were a little red from the water, and she begged: "Zhitao..."

Xia Zhitao was not in a hurry, she bent down in front of Zhang Kuang, lightly covered the black obscene clothes with her five fingers, walked up along the waist, hooked a red rope with her fingertips, gently pulled it outward, and got it as she wished. the expected reaction.

"Hmm." Zhang Kuang frowned, looking at the aggrieved, she wanted to turn her head away, but her cheeks were covered with a pair of cold hands.

Xia Zhitao held her cheeks with a smile on her face, and said calmly, "Who just swore to let me change the iron chain?"

The majestic leader of the Demon Cult actually fell to such a state, Zhang Kuang scolded Hong Jue several times in his heart, but his body softened uncontrollably, because he was leaning against the wall, he barely slipped down.

Sitting in front of her, Xia Zhitao ran her fingertips across her soft cheeks, and helped her brush away a strand of long hair that was sticky with thin sweat, and said leisurely: "And who liked to hide it from me before, and wouldn't tell when they were hurt?"

The majestic leader of the demon sect has tossed himself to such a state, Zhang Kuang was in unspeakable pain, and was forced to bow his head to admit his mistake: "I was wrong, I will never dare again, Zhitao..."

Xia Zhitao smiled: "It's late."

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Three days later, Master Xuan Xu was sitting drinking tea when the door of the main hall was suddenly kicked open with a "bang", Zhang Kuang charged in with a gloomy expression and murderous intent, holding a sword.

She was wrapped tightly around her body, not to mention the tight black clothes, and she was actually wearing a black robe that would only be used in Xuandong.

"Hey, girl, what is this? Aren't you two going on an appointment? Wife and wife quarreled?" Master Xuan Xu was taken aback, "Whose house are you demolishing, whose head are you going to cut off?"

When Master Xuanxu asked, the arrogance and hostility subsided a bit, she bit her lip, her voice became weaker and weaker, and said weakly: "Master, madam, she is kind, intelligent and gentle, she must not Incorrect."

Master Xuanxu was at a loss: "What did you say?"

"Zhitao is not wrong, it must be all Hongjue's fault," Zhang Kuang sneered, "What kind of shabby Yanling Poison Mansion, the mere anti-traditional fourth, dare to be arrogant in front of me?!"

Master Xuanxu was stunned, he didn't understand what happened at all, he watched Zhang Kuang rush into the hall, took a map of dense forest, and rushed out again in a hurry, without waiting for a moment.

He couldn't figure it out, and looked around twice, and suddenly found that behind the raised black long hair of the other party, a small part of his neck was exposed.

On the thin white neck, there are a few hickey marks, like petals with sharp points, filled with a touch of red.

The author has something to say: An unknown Miss Hong: What is this, my lord, I still have a lot of interesting things here, do you want to take a look at them again?

Zhang Kuang: You have no chance, your poison mansion will be demolished by me today.

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【Copywriting】

The most annoying thing in Lu Yue's life is Zhou Ran, the CEO of the opposite company who also dumped her ex-girlfriend.

She fought openly and secretly, confronted each other everywhere, and vowed not to give up until she brought the other party down, but things went a little differently in the end...

One time when she went to the bar, Lu Yue was so dizzy from drinking that she seemed to see her ex-girlfriend in a haze. She murmured and complained in a low voice:

"Do you know what I regret most in the past few years?"

Lu Yue embraced the other party's neck, unable to stand still, the skin under her fingers was soft and soft, with a bit of nostalgic warmth.

"I regret it to death," Lu Yue muttered, "Why didn't I sleep with you back then."

Zhou Ran hummed, with a cold voice: "It's not too late now."

Lu Yue: "..." What?!!!!

The wine woke me up.