The Weasel Lord, who was delayed by spiritual practice

Weasel suddenly lost interest in spiritual practice, maybe it was because he overdid it that night, he didn't think about it for several days.Compared with him who was clamoring for spiritual practice every day before, the change now is not insignificant.

Orion cared about his body and didn't ask to have sex with him.Being able to sleep with his arms around him every night, Orion was already satisfied.Although sometimes he accidentally rubbed against him, and Orion was young and energetic, and it was inevitable that he would burn, but he endured it all by himself.When I can't bear it, I can only go out to soak in the cold pool.

The weasel has no idea how powerful it is at seducing people, it can seduce people's souls away with every frown, smile, and gesture.Orion couldn't look him in the eye sometimes, especially the days when he couldn't.

The weasel didn't know that its bead had a dark knot, and it was still jumping happily in the forest.Its taste became strange, especially bloodthirsty.It didn't eat those goats, and saw one kill the other. When the teeth bit the goat's throat, the blood overflowed and entered its mouth. The delicious taste was simply indescribable.

Although it is so wonderful, how much blood can a small mountain mouse have?Weasels killed many, but still not satisfied.

So it aimed at the hare in the mountain again.

The weasel seldom eats at home. He goes out at dawn and comes back at night.The Orion went out to hunt and suddenly lost his target. He didn't know what it liked to eat.These prey have no meaning other than selling them for money.

That night, the weasel came back contentedly from the outside, saw Orion approached him and hugged him and said, "Master, let's have a spiritual practice tonight."

When Orion heard this, he rubbed against his body.He bent down and hugged him horizontally, suppressing the excitement in his heart and said, "Okay, we will have a spiritual practice tonight."

"Then be gentle with him..." Weasel put his arms around his neck coquettishly.

When Orion heard that, he immediately felt at ease, and loved him so much.

"Okay, Xianggong is gentle with you," Orion said, carrying him back to his room and gently putting him on the bed.

Orion kissed his face and neck tenderly until the two couldn't breathe...

"Ah~" After not doing it for a long time, the weasel still felt unbearable pain at the beginning, and his stomach was a little strange.

"What's the matter, are you uncomfortable?" Orion kissed his neck.The weasel was tickled by his breath, and wanted to escape, but didn't know what to do.

"It's not very comfortable..." Weasel said delicately.

"Then get used to it?" Orion gently kissed him on the cheek.

"Well," replied the weasel.

Orion waited for a long time, and the weasel fell asleep in his arms.Orion found that he had fallen asleep, and really wanted to shake him awake, saying that he was the one who wanted spiritual practice, and he was the one who let it go now.I am on fire, and I haven't vented yet.

"Do you still want to do it?" Orion asked him.

"Well," replied the weasel.

"You are all asleep," Orion said helplessly.

"Lingxiu...Lingxiu..." Weasel murmured.

As soon as Orion heard it, he didn't care about it, he put him down, and started to move.

"Ah," the weasel wailed again and again, and immediately woke up, "My husband hurts..."

"Be patient, the pain will be gone soon." Orion said.

Orion had already experienced many battles and knew how to make him comfortable, and soon the weasel was in high spirits.

Orion endured for many days, and at this point he couldn't bear it anymore, and held a weasel in his arms for a night.This time Orion was much gentler, but he didn't make the weasel into its original shape.

It rained heavily the next day.The sound of rain in the forest.

When Orion woke up in the morning, the weasel was still lying beside him, and there were marks on his neck and body from last night.Orion blushed as he watched, and covered him with a quilt.Get up and cook.

When the meal was ready, come in and call him, but the weasel is still sleeping.Knowing that he worked hard last night, Orion hesitated whether to let him sleep for a while.

Weasel opened his eyes, got up from the bed, saw Orion beside him, and called out, "Master?"

"Are you awake?" Orion looked at him, the quilt slipped off, and the weasel's body was covered with marks.Orion turned his head slightly, "Clothes, put them on."

"Oh," the weasel glanced at himself, took the clothes and put them on.

After he got dressed, Orion went to pick him up and said, "Let's go eat."

On the dining table are raw rat meat and raw chicken that Orion cleaned and cut.It's all for weasels.

The weasel glanced at it, not interested.He likes to drink blood recently, but how can there be blood for him to drink on this table?The weasel hugged Orion's neck and refused to come down. "No, I don't want to eat this."

Orion looked at his expression, "Why, don't you like to eat?"

"Well," the weasel had no appetite at all, so he didn't even look at it.

"Then what do you want to eat?" Orion asked.

"I want to drink blood." The weasel said and glanced at him, the Orion's neck was close at hand, and the blood vessel was right next to the weasel's mouth.As if attracted, the weasel leaned over and took a bite.

"Ah, why do you bite people?" Orion cried out in pain.

The weasel didn't really bite the blood, he licked the blood vessel, and let go with some reluctance, "I don't want to eat your blood, my husband will die without blood. I don't want my husband to die."

"Why do you love drinking blood?" Orion looked at him strangely.

"I don't know, I just want to drink." Weasel said sullenly, "Let me down, I'll go out and find it myself."

"But it's raining heavily now," Orion hugged him tightly, not letting him move.

"Then he is hungry and wants to drink blood," the weasel looked like he was about to cry.

"Then you drink mine," Orion said.

"I don't." The weasel said stubbornly, "I'll just starve to death."

Orion didn't know whether to laugh or cry. After thinking about it, he also raised a goat, so he asked him, "Are you used to drinking goat blood?"

"But goats are fishy..."

"It's mutton, and the blood is almost the same," Orion said.

"Then try it."

The Orion tied up the goat, shaved off the hair on the neck, and exposed the blood vessels. The weasel turned into its original shape, leaned up and took a bite, blood spurted out, and fed the weasel to its full.The goat also lost blood and died.

Orion looked at him, and imagined in his mind that he wanted to buy a group of goats to graze, and then he stopped hunting and lived a life of herding...

"Mister, Mr.?" Weasel called him, "What's wrong with you?"

"Ah, it's okay." Orion withdrew his attention and looked at him. "How about goat blood? Is it delicious?"

"Well, it's okay." Weasel wiped his mouth and said.

"Are you full?" Orion asked.

"We are full," said the Weasel.

"Then you take a break, I will deal with it." Orion said.

"Well," the weasel went into the house and lay down.

Orion looked at the goat and was worried. He didn't know what to do with the rat meat and chicken on the table. The goat died again. It was a pity to throw it away, so he had to cook it himself.This has to eat until the year of the monkey?