After I went to school, I became a boss

dreamland.

The leaders of the entire tribe knew that the Great Patriarch had tamed a nearly extinct Sirius in a battle.

This wolf is cruel and arrogant to others, but he is extremely courteous to the chief patriarch who tames him.

Not only can it transform into a human form to serve the food and daily life of the patriarch, carry the patriarch to fight the enemy, and even help the patriarch warm his bed.

So useful that the patriarch's personal little girl is almost out of work, and has to go back to the mountains to practice hard.

Gradually everyone envied it, it was the only spirit beast of the Tianzi winged clan in the Three Realms.

But in fact, I just envy the happiness of the great patriarch, but I don't realize how happy the great patriarch is.

Sleeping in the same quilt with Sirius, its body is soft and warm when it is cold, and it emits a little bit of coolness when it is hot, it can be hugged and pillowed on, it is so comfortable.

Day by day, the patriarch developed the habit of hugging the wolf to sleep without knowing it, until one day the guy showed his true colors.

That time, it was a conquest of a natural danger entrenched by demon spirits. It took several days for the tribal army to conquer it. The chief of the clan rode a Sirian wolf and rushed forward. It took ten days to finally behead the vicious leader of the demon spirits. .

After the victory, he returned to the camp and fell asleep without thinking about anything.

In the middle of sleeping, I felt the sticky and blood-stained clothes being removed.

Dimly feeling the familiar plush feeling approaching, he knew it was Sirius, so he didn't care and continued to sleep.

Unexpectedly, falling asleep and falling asleep felt more and more wrong, until the chest was wet and slippery. When I opened my eyes, I saw the wolf turned into a human at some point, hugging the naked self and gnawing on the flesh in his heart. .

Great patriarch: "..."

Sirius: "..."

The patriarch exploded in an instant, and a burst of spiritual power sent the humanoid Sirius flying under the bed.

Sirius hurriedly got up, blushed and asked angrily: "What are you doing? I kindly cleaned up your body for you. Look at your blood stains, how dare you lie on the bed?"

The chief patriarch saw through his ill intentions under his anger, and asked coldly, "Who made you change your human form?"

Sirius was unconvinced: "I'm usually a human too!

The patriarch: "It is possible at ordinary times, but not when you are sleeping."

Sirius: "Why can't you sleep?"

The patriarch: "Because you are on my bed."

Sirius: "Why can't you be human in your bed?"

The chief patriarch: "If I say no, then I won't."

The wolf jumped onto the bed after rubbing it, and got into the bed.

"I'll just sleep."

Great patriarch: "..."

He watched the rascal Sirius silently for a long while, then waved his hands and put on a new set of clothes, got up and left: "You sleep, I'll go."

The moment his feet were about to touch the ground, Sirius suddenly jumped up from the bed, grabbing the chief's hand to push him back into the bed.

The patriarch is not a senior high school student, so how could he let him do whatever he wants.

I saw spiritual energy flying around, and the desks and objects in the room were smashed to pieces one after another.

In the end, somehow, the two rolled together.

Sirius used a strange technique to trap the hands of the chief patriarch, and pressed him under his body.

The strong and weak Sirius between the two may not be the opponent of the great patriarch, but at that time the great patriarch was firmly bound by Sirius, so entangled that he couldn't move.

He was entangled recklessly, entangled without fear, without fear of life and death, as if he had decided early in the morning that the patriarch was reluctant to kill him.

Finally, he bit down on the big patriarch.

From vicious, to deep sucking, to careful licking and entanglement.

He was so arrogant and presumptuous until his hand groped all the way to a place where it shouldn't be groped, and then he was sent flying by the big patriarch's counterattack.

The great patriarch tried his best to control his breathing, but he still couldn't hide the reaction of his body and the blush on his cheeks.

He thought that he would like the fun this guy brought him, but at this time, he realized that the feeling was far more exciting and warm than he imagined, and it was so hot that he couldn't bear it for a moment.

A certain amount of loss of control was not something he liked, it was too dangerous.

He flashed to the side of Sirius who fell to the ground, and used enough spiritual energy to aim at Sirius' head.

He didn't want to kill, but just wanted to teach him some lessons.

But how could the wolf be afraid? He stared at the patriarch from the bottom up, seeing the redness of his cheeks and the reaction that shouldn't be, his eyes were as excited and fierce as if he had caught prey.

"I surrender you, serve you, take care of you, and give you my life, but I don't ask for nothing. As I said earlier, you are mine!"

After the patriarch was stunned for a moment, a different expression appeared on his usually elegant and calm face, as if he became angry from embarrassment, he kicked Sirius viciously, pointing to the outside of the tent to let him go.

...

Sirius was obedient, and really rolled away, and disappeared for many days after rolling.

The soldiers and officers who were watching at night all saw it flying out of the camp and heading north, thinking that it flew away at the behest of the chief patriarch.

After all, it wears the patriarch's demon-binding chain around its neck, and the spiritual pet contract has been completed.

And for such a long time, the patriarch has indeed tamed the wolf to the point of obedience.

It just doesn't look like that.

Ever since Sirius flew away, the patriarch seemed to be in a bad mood, and sometimes his mind wandered.

Someone asked a curious question, and the patriarch replied coldly: "Don't worry about him."

No one heard the sentence he added in his heart, "If you have the ability to leave, don't come back!"

But the person who asked the question was still very discerning. Hearing the tone of the great patriarch, he guessed that there might be a problem with Sirius' departure, but what could be the problem?

Everyone couldn't figure it out, because after Sirius became the patriarch's spiritual pet, for such a long time, he almost became the patriarch's follower.

He was there for meals, for camping, for battles, for celebration banquets, and even for a moment of leisure, when the patriarch went out to hunt and wandered back to his hometown, he was always by his side.

So this time when the great patriarch was gone, everyone couldn't help muttering.

Unlike the first betrayal, after the spirit beast put on the demon-binding chain and formed a contract with its master, it was almost impossible for the spirit beast to voluntarily break the contract.

It was decided that the Sirius would come back.

Sure enough, not long after, the Sirius really flew back.

The patriarch was not in the camp that day, and when he went back at night, he lifted the curtain of the inner tent and saw the wolf turned into a human and half lying on his bed with his legs crossed and a piece of dogtail grass in his mouth. Dongjing turned his head to look at him, snorted arrogantly and turned over and went inside.

The patriarch couldn't explain what he was feeling, but he felt that he didn't sleep well at night when this guy was away these days.

It was another winter, and even though he had cultivated himself, he still felt that the bed was very cold.

I don't know how he got here through the many years of cold and heat in the past, obviously he wasn't that particular about hypocrisy before!

At this moment, when I first saw the guy who warmed my bed finally came back, no matter how calm the surface was, there was still a little joy in my heart.

"You've already left, why are you coming back?"

The great patriarch went over and untied his girdle, sat down at the table and poured himself a glass of water.

Seeing that the meat on the table looked like it had been cut and arranged for someone to eat, he unceremoniously picked up a piece and put it in his mouth.

He was not at all worried that the wolf would drug him.

That guy should know that even the forbidden curse of the witch tribe can't do anything to him, and it's even more impossible for mere poison to do anything to him.

He didn't see that the guy lying on his back was actually listening to him with his ears stretched out.

After hearing that he had eaten two pieces of meat, the wolf jumped up and ran to the side of the great patriarch, pointed at him excitedly and said, "You eat, you will be my wolf from now on, and you can't be blamed!"

The patriarch stopped chewing, still holding a piece of meat in his hand, with a dazed expression: "..."

what with what?

Sirius pointed to the meat and explained: "This is the meat of lovebirds. We Sirius will give it to the person we like when courting. If the other party eats it, it means acceptance. In this life, there will be only each other, and we will not be separated even if we die. "

Great patriarch: "..."

This is treating him as a fool. He still knows the courtship rules of the Sky Wolf Clan. In the past, he got along well with the Tianzi Youyi Clan. He has never heard of such a thing.

It's just that he didn't expose Sirius' lie to his face, he just denied it and said, "Then I'll spit it out."

Sirius snorted angrily, accusing: "How can you be so irresponsible!"

The patriarch reasoned: "I didn't do anything to you, you are the one who did it."

Why let him be responsible, responsible for what?

Sirius immediately stepped forward and said: "I didn't say I'm not responsible, I will definitely be."

As he said that, he turned and went out, and after a while, a plate of food came out, and he still didn't forget a pot of the patriarch's favorite wine.

Then I made the bed, folded the clothes, and fetched the bath water, as usual.

But in the end, instead of turning into a wolf like usual, he undressed himself carelessly and got into the bed, not forgetting to leave half of the place for the chief patriarch.

Great patriarch: "..."

At this time, he seemed to have two choices.

One is to leave this big tent, and the other is to beat the wolf out of the tent.

But he chose the third.

After eating the delicious meal that guy specially cooked for him, taking a hot bath, he walked slowly to the bed, lay down on the spot that guy had left for him, and extinguished the oil lamp with his palm.

It was pitch black inside the tent, only the stars and the moon in the sky sneaked in a little light.

In the quiet air, only the breathing of the two people could be heard slightly.

Both of them were lying upright, with a little gap between them, neatly and honestly not exceeding the slightest.

I don't know how long it took, it seemed that someone had already fallen asleep, and the other guy seemed to be a predator who was lurking inside and waiting for an opportunity, and he could finally move out slowly.

He moved his fingers sideways bit by bit, like a pair of legs moving forward quietly, and stopped hurriedly and cautiously when they touched the skin of the man.

He endured it for a long time, as if the man was really asleep and there was no reaction, so he went further, along the skin of the man's hand, moving forward, forward, and forward.

Suddenly, the troublemaker's hand was caught, but its owner had already made up his mind that he would rather be beaten than rebel. Anyway, if he touches and kisses him, he earns money, and it's worth being beaten a few times.

Just as he was about to be as hard as that day, he suddenly realized that the person holding his hand was not going to beat him, kick him, or throw him out, but...

Pulled him over.

The two went up and down, looking at each other.

The patriarch's eyes were bright and sharp, completely without the crisis and resistance of that day.

Then, he smiled brightly and movingly, with a faint amorous flair between his brows and eyes.

"Want to serve me?"

He asked, the voice was soft and soft, flowing from Sirius' ear to his heart.

It's like how I felt when I saw the pill that lied to him again after many years.

Far away, in the crowd, he recognized him at a glance.

For a moment, he was suddenly bewitched, and all he could think about was - I want this person, whether it's a slave or a prey in his mouth.

The desire to capture and conquer is so strong that it cannot be suppressed.

So he agreed to the Yaozu tribe that he had always looked down upon, and agreed to the trick of pretending to surrender.

It doesn't matter to him what his position is, he doesn't care who loses and who wins and who controls the world, he doesn't care about conspiracy methods and tricks.

All he cares about is hunting.

The prey was right in front of him now, sending out more and more alluring flavors to him.

So he didn't even bother to answer, he lowered his head and wanted to gnaw.

The patriarch put his hand on his chest to stop him, he wanted to speak clearly, but he didn't know whether he wanted to explain to himself or to explain to Sirius.

"I have lived these years, whether it is long or short, I have been supported by my family, father and brother in the past few years, and I have always been free, but I have never cared about the joy of Wushan. Later, I am busy every day. I'm living and dying, and I still don't have much time to taste the joy of fish and water. Someone has advised me to find some bed warmers to vent my anger, and the long-term accumulation of disorders will hurt my body."

"I didn't want to look for it before, because I didn't look at the close eye. Since you recommended yourself today, you should give it a try."

Sirius was a little dazed and annoyed, but he didn't know why he was annoyed.

It sounds like he is willing, the prey will no longer struggle and enjoy it, isn't that enough?

It seems that it is not enough, but why it is not enough, what exactly he wants, that is, he, or they, don't understand.

The patriarch continued: "I'll give you a chance, but if you don't do well, don't blame me for being ruthless."

Sirius lowered his head to stop him, but he turned his head away and asked again: "Did you hear me clearly?"

Sirius gritted his teeth and said, "I see!"

The patriarch finally relaxed his body and handed himself over to that guy: "You only have one chance, make me comfortable, don't let me hurt."

Sirius tore open his skirt.

It's not that I haven't seen his body before. I secretly thought about what kind of longing I had before, but when it's time to enjoy the prey, I suddenly become cautious.

It seemed that he was really afraid that if he didn't do well, he would really do what he warned, and there would be no next chance.

So... a night of love is the blissful enjoyment of the patriarch alone.