Can the tail be tickled?

The child did not leave in the end, and became Mo Ziyi's thigh pendant.

"Go away." Mo Ziyi picked up Xiao Jingan who was tightly hugging his trouser legs, and threatened in a low voice, "I am a big devil, and I am worried that I will kill you someday!"

Xiao Jing'an shouted: "You are not a devil, you saved me, and you buried my brother for me!"

"I am indeed not a devil, but no one will believe it." Mo Ziyi bought a few candies from a street stall and stuffed them into Xiao Jingan's hands, "I'll give you some candies, don't follow me anymore .”

"Okay!" Xiao Jing'an agreed without hesitation, turned around and followed behind Chang Zhu Shuli.

"..." Mo Ziyi was speechless for a while, and threw Xiao Jingan and his small wooden sword into an inn, pointed to his nose, and said to him seriously, "I'll book for you." Half a month's room and meals, there are spirit stones here, you are pregnant, you can go to any fairy gate to practice at will, don't follow me, you will die."

"I don't!" Xiao Jing'an hugged Changzhu Shuli's leg: "Elder sister Changzhu can follow Brother Mo, and I want to too!!"

Mo Ziyi said: "In case of danger, Changzhu can escape, how about you?"

"I..." Xiao Jingan hesitated, choosing to be a rogue, "I don't care, I can tell others that Brother Mo and Sister Changzhu are not bad people, I stayed by your side well, others will definitely I will believe it!!"

Changzhu Shuli touched Xiao Jingan's head with a smile, knelt down, unwrapped a candy wrapper for him, and fed him the sweet candy: "Listen to the master, okay?"

"Not good!!" Xiao Jing'an burst into tears suddenly, with snot and tears streaming down his nose, it was extremely miserable.The loud cry of the child attracted many passers-by to stop and watch, pointing at Mo Ziyi and Chang Zhushuli's criminal behavior of "abandoning the child".

Mo Ziyi rubbed his forehead, feeling very irritable.Fortunately, he changed his face when he went out, otherwise, Xiao Jing'an made such a fuss, and he might have caused a lot of trouble.

Mo Ziyi picked up Xiao Jing'an's ear and whispered next to his ear, "Don't cry!"

Not only was Xiao Jing'an disobedient, he was so frightened that he cried even louder.Just when Mo Ziyi was helpless, he suddenly felt a sharp gaze projected from the crowd and stopped on him.

He followed his eyes vigilantly and turned his head to look, only to see that among the crowd, Ye Wuhui was dressed in white silver silk, holding a clear feather in his hand, with an immortal demeanor, his expression was as indifferent as frost, but when he met his eyes , his eyes moved slightly.

"It's really..." Mo Ziyi cursed in his heart, winked at Chang Zhushuli, told her to leave first, then knelt down, pinched Xiao Jingan's nose: "Don't cry Come on, obediently, I'll take you away!"

Hearing this, Xiao Jing'an immediately fell silent, shedding tears and showing a silly smile with a missing front tooth.

Mo Ziyi was about to clamp Xiao Jingan under his armpit, and ran away, but his arm was caught by something, he turned his head, it was Ye Wuhui who held him, his eyes were as clear as a pool, calm and unwavering, Holding his wrist tightly, she looked at him expressionlessly.

Mo Ziyi didn't know whether it was ecstasy or sadness in his heart, so he had to pull out his hand, and waved at Ye Wuhui in embarrassment: "Long time no see."

Ye Wuhui raised those cold eyebrows and stared at him lightly, without saying a word.

Mo Ziyi sighed, gave up struggling, and followed Ye Wuhui to a secluded place: "I surrender, and I can be found by you decent people even if I hide here. How many people are ambushing in this small town? Don't worry." Use force, don't hurt civilians, I will go with you, I picked this child up, it has nothing to do with me, I don't know anything, let him go."

Ye Wuhui let go of his hand and said, "I'm the only one who happened to come here to do business."

Mo Ziyi released his spiritual energy and searched carefully, but there was indeed no one around, so he set Xiao Jingan up, and immediately changed his words: "This child was born after I paid homage to you, what, these eyebrows, this nose, like Not like you? Xiao Jing'an, call him Daddy."

Xiao Jing'an is also a little showman, in order to stay behind by whatever means, he immediately cooperated with Mo Ziyi, stretched out his hand to Ye Wuhui, and called out sweetly: "Daddy."

"..."

"........."

Ye Wuhui took a slow look at Xiao Jingan: "Where did this kid come from?"

Mo Ziyi nodded solemnly, affirming: "I gave birth to your child."

"..." Ye Wuhui said, "Tell the truth."

"..." Mo Ziyi curled his lips, and said honestly: "I picked it up a few days ago, you have to follow me." He pushed Xiao Jingan to Ye Wuhui's side, "Why don't you take him away Well, he can't stay with me. I've seen it, and he has a good foundation, and he is qualified to enter the Qing Yanzong Ding."

Xiao Jingan was determined to follow Mo Ziyi, ignored Mo Ziyi's words, pointed at the crowds of people coming and going in the nearby restaurants and restaurants, deeply involved in the scene, patted his stomach, pitiful He raised his head and looked at Ye Wuhui: "Daddy, I'm hungry."

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After the farce ended, the onlookers also dispersed, continuing to do what they had done before.Ye Wuhui, as the young suzerain, had to continue to socialize, unable to accompany Mo Ziyi all the time, several times, he was interrupted in the middle of talking with him, which was extremely annoying.Mo Ziyi stayed for a while longer, looked helplessly at his foodie brother, said hello to Ye Wuhui, and went back to the room by himself.

Ye Wuhui knocked on the door of Mo Ziyi's room after the entertainment was over. He was eating the small milk-flavored cake that he brought back from the market at the foot of the mountain yesterday. When he opened the door, there was a milk-flavored surprise in his eyes.

"Little brother?" Mo Ziyi never thought that Ye Wuhui would come looking for him at this time, so he hurriedly welcomed him in, and handed him a small square cake that only ate a few pieces.

"Yeah." The faint scent of milk floated around, Ye Wuhui picked up a square cake, took a small bite, and chewed it in his mouth.

Ye Wuhui said: "Tomorrow, I will go with you."

Mo Ziyi didn't understand what he meant, and was puzzled: "Huh?"

A faint smell of alcohol mixed with the fragrance of bamboo leaves on Ye Wuhui's body, wandering in the small room, mixed with such a scent of milk, the two of them looked at each other, their eyes were cut, and the red cloud at the corner of their eyes suddenly changed. Show charming.

Ye Wuhui said: "Senior Yin's knowledge combines the essence of hundreds of schools. I really admire it. Two days ago, I discussed it with my father and Senior Yin. I will practice with Senior Yin for a year."

Mo Ziyi remembered the rumors he heard from the little monk the day before yesterday, and suddenly realized. He tasted a piece of milk-flavored square cake, and said: "It turned out that Sect Master Ye and Master were discussing this matter together! I thought..."

Ye Wuhui wiped away the crumbs at the corner of Mo Ziyi's mouth with his thumb, and asked, "Why?"

Mo Ziyi leaned closer to Ye Wuhui, pretending to be shy, covered his mouth with a low smile and said, "I thought little brother was talking about our marriage!"

"I... I didn't expect it to be like this..." Ye Wuhui was taken aback, lowered his eyes in a daze, and called him softly, "Ziyi, if you mind, Forget it."

"Little brother, do you want to escape?" With a raised eyebrow, Mo Ziyi raised Ye Wuhui's chin with a finger, and met his eyes, which were as pure as amber, with three parts sullen and seven parts absent-minded. Like a ball of flames, burning in his eyes: "You promised me two days ago, you said you would be responsible!"

There was a rippling wave in the originally calm eyes, and then gradually spread, rippling into the heart.

The corners of Ye Wuhui's mouth turned up slightly, with a faint smile in his eyes: "Well, I promise you."

"Hee hee!!" Mo Ziyi rubbed Ye Wuhui's body affectionately, and then seemed to remember something, hesitantly said, "If you have been with me for a long time, and my little brother finds that I am different, my little brother still thinks of me." Will you treat me like this?"

Ye Wuhui rubbed his hair: "How is it different?"

Mo Ziyi thought for a while, and said, "I'm very bad."

Being able to pretend to be a wrestler and secretly kiss him on the cheek is naturally bad.

Ye Wuhui recalled that bad and sweet kiss that day, and said, "How bad?"

"I will interrupt my little brother's cultivation and take you to hunt pheasants, catch small fish, and roast rabbit meat!"

"anything else?"

"And..." Mo Ziyi rested his fingertips on his chin, rolled his eyes, moved closer to Ye Wuhui, and quickly pressed his lips on his cheek. , Touching away like a dragonfly touches water, leaving a kiss with a milky fragrance, staring at Ye Wuhui with those beautiful eyes, "I will still secretly kiss my little brother."

I don't know if it was because of the drunkenness, but Ye Wuhui suddenly felt dizzy all over his head, his cheeks were terribly hot, his heart seemed to be a mulberry leaf, being eaten by Mo Ziyi, a silkworm baby, the rustling sound made him The whole person is so soft that it doesn't look like it.

Taking advantage of the drunkenness, Ye Wuhui also kissed Mo Ziyi's face: "Is that so?"

Mo Ziyi was taken aback, his face that had never been shy turned red, under the candlelight, reflected some invisible ambiguity.

Ye Wuhui hugged Mo Ziyi, leaned on his shoulder, and with his thin lips slightly parted, whispered in his ear with that soft voice: "You are fine no matter what, you will always be mine. Little Fox......."

The soft breath spews on the side of the ear, splashing slightly hot air, as if the light cloud is thrown into the embrace of the mountain wind, soft and soft, wishing to hold it tightly in the arms, and never let go forever; it is also like cutting the wicker out The scissors with thin leaves, Yiyi graceful.

Mo Ziyi raised his hand and hugged him lightly, at the same time, the sound of even breathing came from his ear - Ye Wuhui actually fell asleep leaning on his shoulder.

Mo Ziyi raised the corners of his mouth, smiled helplessly, gently let Ye Wuhui lie on his bed, and took off his outer shirt for him.At this moment, Ye Wuhui frowned suddenly, grabbed the corner of Mo Ziyi's clothes, and uneasily called out his name: "Ziyi, Ziyi..."

Mo Ziyi thought he had woken him up, so he held his hand and comforted him softly, "I'm here."

"Ziyi, I'm sorry..."

"Ok?"

"I didn't find out anything about Zhaotianmen..."

Mo Ziyi smoothed Ye Wuhui's frowning brows, and comforted softly: "If it was that easy to be found out, in my last life, I wouldn't have to burn the boat like that."

"Hmm..." I don't know if Ye Wuhui really heard it, but when he touched Mo Ziyi, Ye Wuhui suddenly felt relieved, and put all his trust in him, All were handed over to Mo Ziyi.

He took Ye Wuhui by the hand, and looked at Ye Wuhui's face quietly, his hair was like ink, his eyes were like stars, his thin lips were pale in color, they were pressed together gently, the mole at the corner of his eye was hidden in a red cloud , as beautiful as a fairy in a painting, in its wooden house, it is confusing.

Looking at such a face, such a person, Mo Ziyi's heart skipped a beat for an instant, and a thought suddenly appeared in his mind, which he could not get rid of for a long time.

He suddenly wanted to kiss Ye Wuhui, his little Wuhui.

As soon as this thought appeared, it was like a kitten seeing its favorite dried fish, and if it didn't take a bite, it would refuse to leave no matter what, so stubborn, so firm as a rock.

Fingertips traced a shape on the thin lips, Mo Ziyi aimed at Ye Wuhui's pale pink lips, and bent down.

The distance between the two is close at hand, and if they get closer, they can touch the softness that was once out of reach.

At this moment, Mo Ziyi suddenly felt a constriction in his body, and only heard a "bang", the young man turned back into a fluffy little fox, and landed on the cloud silk quilt all at once.The quilt was soft, showing the aggrieved figure of the little fox.

The whole fox was gone, curled up softly at the corner of the bed, and then, unwilling to use its small claws to push away the cloud quilt, walked carefully to Ye Wuhui's side, and lay it on his chest, so that Willing to sleep with him.

Xu Shi slept deeply, and Ye Wuhui woke up very early the next day.

Ye Wuhui rubbed his temples, his head was still aching slightly, but he didn't remember why he came here for a while.

The little fox next to him was sleeping on his back, resting on his tail as a pillow, with one paw hooked on the skirt of his clothes, his hind legs raised high, revealing his white and tender belly, rising and falling with every breath. , a lovely and dense snoring sound slipped out from the tip of her nose, and she slept soundly.

Even though it was still early, there were already rustling noises outside, and the various sects who had come to the leisure meeting were packing their bags and preparing to go back, and it was a bit noisy.

Ye Wuhui made a trick, drew a simple formation, and blocked the nearby voices.

The little fox turned over, making a grunting sound in his throat, scratched his little butt with his little paws, and went on to sleep soundly.

At this moment, a figure ran past the door, Yang Xinghe pushed the door and entered, without even looking at it, he rushed straight to the bed and shouted: "Mo Ziyi, get up--bed--la--! The master said last night that your little brother without regrets wants to go with us...huh? Young master, why are you here?? You...last night.. ....????"

"Ouch--!"

The formation can block small noises, but it can't block Yang Xinghe's He Dong lion's roar. The little fox also roared at him angrily, and got into Ye Wuhui's collar with his eyes closed. He closed his clothes, twisted his round buttocks, raised his snowball-like tail, and tightly covered his ears.

"Hush..." Ye Wuhui raised his index finger in front of his lips, signaling Yang Xinghe to keep silent.

Yang Xinghe couldn't dodge it, covered his eyes quickly, retreated as if fleeing for his life, and closed the door heavily: "D-excuse me..."

After a while, the door was pushed open again with the sound of "Zla", and Yang Xinghe's voice came in weakly: "Young Sect Master, the master said, we are leaving after breakfast, Let you quickly pack and pack your bags!"

Ye Wuhui replied: "Understood."

He held the little fox in his arms tightly, stroked the dull hair on his head lightly, and smiled slightly

——Actually, there is no need to pack, what he wants to take is already in his arms.

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The little fox moved his body, hugged Ye Wuhui tightly with his little paws, smashed his mouth, the corners of his mouth slightly opened, as if he was having a sweet dream.

In the dream, Ye Wuhui looked at him deeply: "Ziyi, I like you." The voice was so soft that it took his whole heart into it.