The partner of the monster catcher is the fox monster

"Didn't you figure it out?" Yin Huai smiled: "Now there is a lot of evidence, and they have found it all. It is impossible to keep this matter hidden."

"What do you want...to do?" There are rules in the three realms, no matter how powerful the big monsters are, they are still monsters, and they should not interfere in human affairs.

"What can I do?" Yin Huai's tone was very relaxed: "Now it depends on whether they are right or wrong and which side has more people. If the internal digestion is not good, if something happens, then I should be responsible."

Song Yun nodded and hummed, standing there in a daze. The conclusions drawn from this derivation really had a big impact on his worldview. For a while, he himself didn't know how to deal with the information.

There was a moment of silence in the room.

During this period, Yin Huai had been able to sit by the bed in his free time, and his eyes fell on Song Yun.

After a long while, Yin Huai suddenly leaned over and waved at him: "Honey, you've been distracted for a while."

Song Yun blinked and came back to his senses. Realizing that he had let Yin Huai hang out so many times, he coughed a little awkwardly, and hurriedly changed the subject: "—Have you eaten?"

"No." A smile flashed in Yin Huai's eyes: "Are you treating me?"

Song Yun didn't realize that there was something wrong, and even nodded quickly when he heard Yin Huai's question: "Of course..." Then he turned and took his mobile phone to go out.

"Don't worry," Yin Huai said, standing up, with a very happy expression on his face, and asked him, "Have you eaten?"

"?" Song Yun blinked twice, not knowing what Yin Huai's sudden question meant, so he had to answer truthfully: "... I ate a little."

Yin Huai nodded briskly: "That's just right."

"??" Just from Yin Huai's voice, it can be seen that his mood has obviously improved now, and Song Yun is even more confused: "——Aren't you going to eat?"

Yin Huai squinted his eyes, and walked forward slowly, just blocking him between the corner of the table and the wall: "It's not too late."

The two are now less than one step apart, Yin Huai leaned forward slightly, reached out and gently pressed the phone that Song Yun had just picked up back on the table.

Song Yun didn't know what was going on all of a sudden, but felt that it wasn't right for this person to get so close all of a sudden, so he subconsciously stepped back a little: "——What's wrong?"

Yin Huai smiled: "There is something else I want to talk to you about."

"Talk about... what is it?" Song Yun leaned to the side again as he spoke.

However, the terrain he was in was really cramped, and he was already stuck to the wall as soon as he took half a step back.

Yin Huai raised his eyebrows at him.

Song Yun: "..."

Obviously Yin Huai's current state, from expression to tone to action, doesn't look like he wants to do something good.

And as far as the current positions of the two are concerned, he is at a disadvantage no matter what.

Song Yun leaned his back against the wall, smiled dryly, and began to delay the attack: "I have to stand up and talk about something, why don't I sit down and have a good chat..."

As he said that, he was about to move out.

Then, Yin Huai raised his arms to support the wall and cut off the way.

"That's not necessary." Yin Huai rolled his eyes, "This place is especially suitable."

As he spoke, he took another half step slowly forward, and firmly blocked Song Yun in the small corner by the wall.

Song Yun: "..."

"Did you say before that when you invite me to dinner, you want to talk about love with me?" Yin Huai was always very calm when he said such words, even bent slightly and approached a little closer, deliberately lowering his voice Question: "Why don't you have a meal later and come and have a good talk with me first?"

"..." Song Yun's body was almost completely pressed against the wall. Hearing his question, he tried his best to lean back again.

Of course Song Yun was impressed by what he said so well, but he didn't realize it at all when he said that he would treat guests just now.

But when I think about it again, this matter seems to be a bit of a suspicion of settling accounts after the fall - judging from the current situation in the room of the two of them, it is afraid that it has long been out of the scope of such a vivid word as "talking about love".

Song Yun's face was a little hot, but if he kept silent at this time, it would be a bit of a loss.

So he stabilized his breathing and heartbeat, and pretended to ask as usual: "Do you think, if this is the beginning, then what was I doing before?"

Yin Huai obviously didn't expect him to say that, he raised his eyes in surprise, and then a smile appeared in his eyes, and he replied solemnly: "I don't know, why don't you explain?"

"..." Song Yun rolled his eyes at him, wanting to push him away directly.

"Don't go, don't go," Yin Huai smiled, folded his shoulders and brought the man back, explaining to him solemnly: "There is a big difference between saying it and not saying it."

Song Yun turned his head away a little, and began to pretend to be stupid: "I didn't say anything."

Yin Huai didn't care about him, and approached him with the corners of his mouth curled up, pressed against his ear and asked in a deep voice: "Then I'll say it?"

Yin Huai was very close, and when he was talking, his thin lips even brushed against his ear, and the warm air brushed against the skin on the side of his neck, causing a small tremor.

Song Yun suddenly and keenly noticed that there seemed to be some embers in his body that had not been extinguished before, and were quickly ignited by this spark.

This subtle change made Song Yun's heart jump wildly in an instant, and his first reaction was to run away: "No need..." He put his hand in front of Yin Huai and wanted to push it.

"Hush..." Yin Huai pinched him down with one hand on his waist, moved closer, pressed him against the wall, lowered his head and sealed back all the words Song Yun hadn't had time to say with his lips.

It's about three o'clock in the afternoon, and the sun outside the window is still blazing, but it has begun to take on the color of dusk, falling through the glass like beer on the wall.

The only sound in the room was the sound of clock hands and a slight panting.

The slight lack of oxygen caused by the long kiss made Song Yun feel in a trance and drunk, and his mind was not clear, but the feeling brought by Yin Huai's provocative movements in his mouth was very clear.

Song Yun clearly felt his out-of-control heartbeat and slight muscle tremor, and knew that his bottom line was about to fall soon, but he still couldn't help responding.

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Yin Huai smiled, opened the distance between the two, looked down at Song Yun and asked half-jokingly, "Why are you nervous? They won't eat you up?"

In fact, it's better not to ask.

There seemed to be a ball of cotton in Song Yun's mind, and the voice in his ear was also indistinct, but he could vaguely hear Yin Huai talking and laughing, so he subconsciously raised his eyes to look at him.

The two had just separated, and Song Yun's breathing was not even steady. The misty look in his eyes was like mist, and there was still water on the two thin lips, showing an attractive water red under the bright afternoon light.

Yin Huai's throat tightened, and he felt that he had said that sentence a little too early.

Song Yun really should be worried.

Yin Huai breathed out, raised his hand, and the blinds in front of the window fell down with a clang.

The light in the room suddenly dimmed a few degrees. Before Song Yun realized what happened, Yin Huai bent over and carried him on his shoulders.

Then there was a whirlwind, and when Song Yun regained consciousness, he had been thrown on the bed, and then Yin Huai posted it.

Yin Huai lowered his body, rubbed the tip of his nose against Song Yun's neck all the way up, and finally stuck it to the tip of his ear. His voice was a little hoarse, and he said in a deep voice, "The unfinished things in the tent before are very suitable to be placed here."

This sentence with obvious hints climbed up to the Lingtai along the back of the ear, and Song Yun's brain was also jolted.

Then it crashes.

It wasn't until Yin Huai hooked his chin and pressed it up, and the tip of his tongue penetrated into his teeth and entangled with him, that Song Yun finally came out of the whiteness in his mind in a daze.

This time, there was a clear difference from the previous fights. The playfulness in Yin Huai's movements was replaced by teasing. Not only was the lips and tongue pressing step by step, but the hands also began to attack the city with an obvious purpose.

From the waist to the back, and then up to the shoulder blades along the depression of the spine... Song Yun was disturbed by Yin Huai's movement, his breath was unsteady, and he felt the trembling caused by the touch, like an electric current, quickly climbed up the spine, and then What followed was not only the heat on his body, but also a secret shivering in his heart that was simultaneously filled with unease and some kind of expectation, which made his lower back go weak for a while.

The muscles at the bottom of his hands tensed and trembled, but Song Yun never refused. Although Yin Huai was also immersed in it, there was always some bad thoughts in his heart.With one hand, he used his strength to ignite the fire around, but at the same time he propped up a little bit, watching Song Yun affectionately called "Baby".

Song Yun didn't know why, so he raised his eyes and looked at him in a daze.

Yin Huai smiled maliciously, curled his lips and lowered his head to lightly touch Song Yun's lips, then pulled some distance away, stopping at a distance where their lips could barely touch, and said in a low voice: "You Is this heartbeat a little fast?"

There was a smile in Yin Huai's voice, of course Song Yun knew that he was deliberately teasing himself, the problem is that Yin Huai didn't delay when he said this,———————

The disciples of the aristocratic family have never had such a need, and Yin Huai's move alone caused Song Yun to let out a low gasp.

Yin Huai succeeded in his bad intentions, raised his fingers, and rubbed his knuckles back and forth on his sensitive spots: "It's faster now."

"..." Song Yun's face was hot, he was ashamed and annoyed, but now he couldn't say a complete sentence, not to mention that the desire started to rise at this time, it was the time when he couldn't bear it, and he couldn't control it for a while, so he just got angry and climbed directly. He pulled the man down by his neck and kissed him fiercely.

Of course, Song Yun can only be tough for a short while, and the movements between his lips and tongue are quickly dominated by anti-customers, and the movements of Yin Huai's hands also follow suit. The pleasure in his heart spread in an instant, spreading along the nerves and blood vessels, engulfing him like a vast net, and the remaining saneness was quickly defeated.

Although Yin Huai was teasing him, he knew it was not time to overstep.Now that the situation of the evil ghost is unknown, the distance between him and Song Yun should be as small as possible.If he really wanted to achieve that step, according to his little partner's temperament, it would not be easy for him to go through the wall and come into this room in the next few days.

Even so, Song Yun has never experienced such a stimulus, not to mention Yin Huai, a big monster who knows this way, carefully teases him, so even if the matter stops at his fingertips and palms, Song Yun is still soft-handed at the end Soft, with no strength in the fingertips, the whole person seems to be trapped in the clouds, only the arms are left to block the eyes and can't breathe.

Yin Huai took a breath on him, pulled up a few paper towels from the bedside to wipe off the things the two of them had mixed together, leaned back to lie next to Song Yun, stretched his arms and pulled him into his arms, Buried in the pit of his neck, he took a deep breath, rubbed the tip of his nose along the beautiful and smooth line of the neck, and finally kissed Song Yun's mouth lightly, curled his lips and called him in a low voice: "Baby. "

In addition to the smile in Yin Huai's voice, there was also a kind of lazy hoarseness after the incident. The three words he said were ambiguous and tender, like a cat's paw scratching his heart.

The senses on his body have just recovered, and the ups and downs in his chest haven't completely subsided. Hearing Yin Huai's voice, it's hard to remember clearly just now.

But he did everything... Song Yun blushed, hummed a little resignedly, turned over and buried himself in the arms of the person next to him.