Every day the puppet is playing dead

Chong Yu was pulled back by his ankles, and then he was grabbed by Yuan Wuxin with both hands, and pressed under Yuan Wuxin's body.

"Yuan Wuxin, I warn you, don't go too far!"

Chong Yu sternly said to Yuan Wuxin in a low voice, he didn't know why he became like this now, but he felt that he was very dangerous.

Dangerous in another sense.

Yuan Wuxin didn't care about Chong Yu's threats, he looked down at Chong Yu, Chong Yu's physique was special, the wound on his lip that was bitten by Yuan Wuxin before had healed, leaving no scars.

what a pity.

Yuan Wuxin deliberately lowered his body, and after removing the illusion Gu, he revealed his original appearance——

In an instant, two fluffy triangular ears appeared on the top of Yuan Wuxin's head.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Chong Yu was stunned, he even completely forgot to struggle.

fair enough.

Yuan Wuxin successfully restrained Chongyu completely, and at the same time, the black tail behind him shook very proudly.

It gently stroked Chong Yu's cheek, Yuan Wuxin gave a low laugh, but there was no smile in his eyes:

"Oh? Why is this seat going too far? Chongyu, it seems that you haven't figured out the relationship between you and this seat."

That black tail was dishonest. When Yuan Wuxin was speaking, it gently moved down Chongyu's cheek, pulled away Chongyu's skirt, and sneaked in, bit by bit the mantra on Chongyu's body. Rubbing slowly.

Chong Yu was going crazy.

He didn't expect that his sluggish body would feel as uncomfortable as being exploded after being teased like this today.

"Don't, don't...take it out."

Chongyu tried to struggle, but his hand was suppressed, and the corners of his eyes turned red from the stimulation. If it wasn't for the puppet's body without tears, Chongyu might cry now.

He was gasping for breath, not sure if it was because of his emotional agitation, but Chongyu felt that the fire in his chest seemed to be revived, beating "bang bang", as hot as his heart, forcing him to Chongyu couldn't help puffing out her chest, trying to avoid it.

However, by doing this, Chongyu got closer to Yuan Wuxin, more like pandering.

Yuan Wuxin looked at Chong Yu's usually pale face, a thin layer of red appeared, his blood red eyes flashed, he looked at his puppet as if admiring, and said in a low voice:

"It looks like your body can't take it anymore."

"what?"

Chong Yu was at a loss, he twisted his body, not sure whether he wanted to escape from Yuan Wuxin's shackles, or wanted to get closer to Yuan Wuxin.

"Your body was seriously damaged before, and you escaped before it was completely repaired."

Yuan Wuxin explained,

"If I'm not wrong, when you left me, you also used the underworld fire."

Chong Yu, who was still in a daze, was shocked all of a sudden, and even his eyes, which had been absent before, returned to clarity:

"What do you mean?"

Yuan Wuxin let go of Chong Yu's hand, he touched Chong Yu's forehead affectionately, and said:

"are you hungry?"

It's okay not to say this, but after saying it, it seemed that some kind of switch was turned on, and Chong Yu suddenly felt the hunger and the desire to be full immediately surged up like a wave.

So hungry and tired.

so weak...

At that moment, in Chongyu's eyes, Yuan Wuxin had a double image in front of him, and his body lost control for an instant, his strength dissipated, and he didn't even have the strength to lift his fingers.

"Ah."

Yuan Wuxin squeezed Chong Yu's face, and looked at the scene in front of him leisurely.

There is a price to pay for using ghost fire.

After all, the body of a puppet is a dead object. How can a dead object create spiritual power?

After slacking off, Chongyu fell into a half-asleep and half-awake state.

Dazed, he opened his black eyes, trying hard to see the person in front of him clearly, with a hint of ignorance on his face.

Chong Yu in this state really looked too well-behaved, Yuan Wuxin couldn't help lowering his head, and kissed Chong Yu's lips.

Chong Yu was really obedient, he didn't resist, instead he stretched out a little tip of his tongue, and when Yuan Wuxin kissed him, he carefully licked Yuan Wuxin's lips.

Yuan Wuxin was taken aback by such a response, he quickly raised his head, and the hairs on his two black fluffy ears exploded;

But before Chongyu could react, he still opened his mouth slightly, revealing a little reddish tip of his tongue.

"Shameless."

Yuan Wuxin snorted coldly, but he also benefited from Chongyu's state of adapting to him. He eased his face, kissed Chongyu's cheek comfortingly, and asked,

"hungry?"

Chongyu is really hungry now, and the dark fire in his body is clamoring frantically for additional spiritual power. Now he just wants to "eat" something to replenish his body's spiritual power, so Chong Yu whimpered, feeling wronged road:

"I want to eat……"

At that moment, Chong Yu's eyes suddenly flashed his experience in the medicine hut in the devil world...

Chongyu recalled that after he accidentally ate something, he made a fuss. In the end, Yi Sheng used a tool to pinch the food out of the esophagus, and he was aggrieved and cried:

"I can't eat..."

Hunger is innate, Chongyu's cold body is unconsciously directed towards the heat source, and the only heat source nearby is Yuan Wuxin.

Thinking about it, Chongyu couldn't bear the hunger any more, he turned his head and bit the closest thing to him——

The finger that happened to touch Chong Yu's lips belonged to Yuan Wuxin.

Then, Chong Yu held the finger in his mouth and ground his teeth, but he still didn't bite it down.

In Chongyu's subconscious mind, he had already hurt Yuan Wuxin once. Logically speaking, the old and new enmity between the two of them had been settled, and he really couldn't find a reason to hurt Yuan Wuxin again.

Yuan Wuxin raised his eyebrows without waiting for the expected pain, and when Chongyu stuck out his finger, he grabbed Chongyu's tongue viciously, lowered his head, and looked at the puppet with great interest.

The spiritual power in the puppet's body should be almost exhausted, so he is extremely weak now.

He exhaled slowly, his eyes half closed, and his lips had a slight color of blood due to the rise in body temperature.

Because the tip of his tongue was pulled out viciously by Yuan Wuxin, Chongyu couldn't take it back. He opened his mouth with a distressed expression, like a hedgehog that has been turned over, forced to expose his soft belly.

his puppet...

Yuan Wuxin's mood suddenly became very good.

Feeling the softness under his fingers, he murmured:

"They've never seen you like this before."

Chong Yu snorted twice, with his eyes half-opened, he bit Yuan Wuxin's finger, not sure if he was agreeing with Yuan Wuxin's statement, or pure revenge.

Seeing the bewildered look of the puppet, Yuan Wuxin chuckled lightly, then let go of the hand that was holding the tip of Chongyu's tongue, and then he asked quite wistfully:

"Besides me, how many men do you have?"

Chong Yu was dizzy, he frowned, as if he was seriously thinking about this question;

Then, in front of Yuan Wuxin, Chongyu raised his hand, opened his palm, and then curled up his fingers one by one:

"One, two, three..."

Yuan Wuxin was stunned for a moment, and he laughed angrily.

Just as Yuan Wuxin was grinding his teeth and preparing to strangle Chongyu to death, Chongyu seemed to wake up. He took the initiative to hug Yuan Wuxin, then put his head on Yuan Wuxin's shoulder, rubbed it, and said:

"But, only you found me after I died."

When he said the word "after death", Chongyu obviously paused for a long time. His voice sounded calm at first, but the trembling ending of the last word still showed that Chongyu was not what he appeared to be. Don't care about his "death".

Yuan Wuxin could feel the puppet in his arms trembling.

The smoldering fire in his heart disappeared in an instant, and Yuan Wuxin's eyes were complicated.

He took advantage of the opportunity to change his possessive posture, and lay on his side beside Chong Yu. Then, Yuan Wuxin hesitated for a while, and finally patted Chong Yu's back as a comfort.

I don't know how much time passed, Chongyu finally lost his strength, let go of Yuan Wuxin's hand, and slid down slowly.

Yuan Wuxin looked at Chongyu who was about to lose consciousness again, and after thinking for a while, he put his hand directly on Chongyu's mouth.

As long as Chongyu thinks, he can go up and bite directly, and then he can drink Yuan Wuxin's blood.

However, Chong Yu did not do this.

Chongyu seemed a little confused about the situation, he looked at Yuan Wuxin's hand for a few seconds, as if trying to identify the situation.

Afterwards, Chong Yu stepped forward cautiously, and lightly bit Yuan Wuxin's tiger's mouth with his teeth.

No broken skin.

No blood either.

After doing this, Chongyu turned his head and looked at Yuan Wuxin.

Although Chong Yu didn't speak, it could be seen from his expression that Chong Yu was confused.

The corners of Yuan Wuxin's lips curved upwards without him realizing it.

After teasing Chong Yu enough, Yuan Wuxin didn't continue to make things difficult for Chong Yu.

He used his other hand to draw a blood-red gash on his wrist, and then a stream of blood flowed out from the wound.

There was no need for Yuan Wuxin to say anything, Chong Yu immediately leaned forward, he stuck out the tip of his tongue, licked the blood from Yuan Wuxin's wrist, and then impatiently sucked the wound on Yuan Wuxin's wrist.

"Gudu"

The red liquid flowed down Chongyu's esophagus.

The blood containing the aura of the dark fire fell into the abdomen, bringing heat, and finally gave the cold puppet body a breath that a living thing should have, and the dark fire in the body was no longer manic.

The clamoring hunger in his body gradually subsided, Chong Yu's eyes narrowed slightly, showing a sense of comfort.

The instinct to eat made Chongyu suck the blood from the wound. When the wound began to heal and the blood decreased, he even began to roughly try to lick the wound with his tongue.

The stinging pain from the wound made Yuan Wuxin a little displeased. After guessing that there was enough blood, Yuan Wuxin frowned and said:

"enough."

Chong Yu didn't move, he still bit Yuan Wuxin's wrist, but he stopped smoking.

Yuan Wuxin raised his eyebrows, rubbed his black tail against Chong Yu's face, then lowered his head, and purposely whispered in a soft voice to Chong Yu's ear:

"You hurt me, take it easy."

As soon as these words came out, Chong Yu's body froze for a few seconds.

Afterwards, Chong Yu obediently moved away from Yuan Wuxin's wound and stopped eating. He stared at Yuan Wuxin as if he had seen a ghost.

Yuan Wuxin was secretly amused, he treated his wound casually, then pinched Chongyu's chin and said:

"Don't you just like this type of man?"

He looks weak, like a pure and innocent man.

Whether it's the white-haired Taoist priest before or the current Mr. Wen, isn't it all like this?

Under Chong Yu's shocked gaze, Yuan Wuxin smiled. He stuck out the tip of his tongue and licked his lips. The desire in his heart was infinitely magnified at this moment.

Tonight's moon is about to become round.

……

Early the next morning, Xiao Bai walked out of his room yawning.

After walking two steps, Xiaobai met Chongyu and Yuan Wuxin.

Yuan Wuxin was still the same, after raising his eyelids to glance lazily at Xiao Bai, he left on his own.

Although Yuan Wuxin didn't express anything, but he could tell that Yuan Wuxin was in a good mood, and his complexion was rosy, and he looked satisfied.

Xiaobai stared at Yuan Wuxin's back, wondering if it was an illusion, he always felt that there seemed to be an inexplicable magical power in Yuan Wuxin, this magical power made him want to confess everything to Yuan Wuxin, what did he think of saying? What;

It only took a few seconds to be absent-minded, and after Yuan Wuxin walked away, Xiaobai realized what he was thinking before, and suddenly felt guilty in his heart, patted his chest, and took a few steps back.

His intuition made him dare not approach Yuan Wuxin,

"Snapped"

Not long after Yuan Wuxin left, the door of his room opened again, and it was Chongyu who walked out from inside.

Compared with the refreshed Yuan Wuxin, Chongyu looked distraught and listless.

Even though the lack of spiritual power in the body was replenished through blood, Chongyu was still shocked by a series of news revealed by Yuan Wuxin, which made him sleepless all night.

And all this is completely different in the eyes of outsiders.

Xiaobai Nao made up everything, and he looked at Chong Yu with pity:

"You are working hard."

Chong Yu:?

"But you are also very strong, one Mr. Wen, plus one him."

Xiaobai pointed to the direction where Yuan Wuxin went away, and asked curiously,

"Can you take it?"

Chong Yu: "..."

Chong Yu wiped his face, and said to Xiao Bai solemnly:

"We're going to find Mr. Hua, and we're going to ask him directly for the glazed venetian lamp. Do you want to go with us?"

Xiaobai's eyes lit up, and he immediately put aside the complicated relationship between men and men, and said quickly:

"of course yes."

In the next second, Xiaobai was puzzled and said:

"Why do you still invite me? My goal is also the glazed louver."

In a sense, Xiaobai and Chongyu should be competitors.

Chongyu looked at Xiaobai with complicated eyes:

"Let's talk about it first, bring the lamp back."

Rather than regaining his own eyes, Chongyu is more curious about how Xiaobai, as a "player", will make good use of Chongyu's eyeball.