Can the tail be tickled?

The Blood Moon Demon Saber flew forward, and Mo Ziyi drew a formation to assist them. Soon, they returned to Andu.

Yang Xinghe was waiting for the mechanical pigeons in his room, when he heard a loud noise from outside the courtyard, he thought it was his own pigeons who had delivered a letter, and ran out excitedly to see that it was Mo Ziyi and Ye Wu regret.

Yang Xinghe was a little downcast at first, but soon turned to surprise.

I saw Ye Wuhui's cheeks were slightly red, the clothes that should have been smooth had unnatural folds on the left and right sides, and the neckline was even worse, obviously torn by force, a red mark was printed on the neck.

Mo Ziyi also looked like this, with slightly messy hair and uneven shoulders and sleeves, as if he had just been through a big battle.

Qing Yu was being firmly restrained by Hong Yu, when she saw an outsider, she sent a helpless and pitiful hum to Yang Xinghe.

"You...have been robbed? Is this robber so powerful? Can't even the young suzerain be restrained?"

"..."

"........."

Ye Wuhui gave a dry cough.

Mo Ziyi gave Yang Xinghe a supercilious look.

Just before-

Mo Ziyi, who had done something bad, changed his domineering appearance, hugged Ye Wuhui from behind, leaned on his shoulder like a child who did something wrong, and explained cowardly: "Little brother, I'm not a bad person." , It wasn’t in the previous life, and it’s not in the present.”

A strand of hair hung down his shoulders, Ye Wuhui twisted this strand of hair, and rubbed it gently with two fingers, the same smell as Mo Zi's clothes, the jungle aroma, perfectly matched his little bad fox.

Ye Wuhui said: "Well, I know."

Needless to say, just this one sentence is enough.

My liking in that life is also a result.

Mo Ziyi hugged him, slowed down the flying speed of the Blood Moon Demon Saber, and slowly closed his eyes.The unspeakable thoughts in his heart were completely suppressed by Ye Wuhui's gentle and gentle words. At this moment, he just wanted to hug him.

The two of them were silent like this. After a while, Ye Wuhui turned his head, opened his mouth suddenly, and stammered, "Ziyi, do you want to...kiss, kiss me again?"

Mo Ziyi: "!"

Ye Wuhui: "Kiss me."

The slender eyelashes trembled slightly, and Mo Ziyi's breathing was unsteady for a moment. He took a deep breath and asked, "Little brother, are you flirting with me?"

"...Yeah." Ye Wuhui nodded, the roots of his ears were hot, and a touch of pink was faintly visible.

The corners of Mo Ziyi's mouth moved up little by little, and then unceremoniously, he bit down on his neck, sucking and biting, and licking lightly with the tip of his tongue until a deep red hickey was left. She let go of her mouth.

The position of this hickey is very ingenious, it is not particularly conspicuous on the upper part of the neck, and the collar just can't cover it, the red one is printed on the neck, like a strawberry, it makes people want to do it again Lick up a few mouthfuls and taste to see if it is sweet or not.

Mo Ziyi raised his head, blinked his eyes, and said cunningly, "Don't blame me, it's all my little brother who wants to tease me. If you plant a little strawberry, everyone else will know. My little brother belongs to me. husband."

Ye Wuhui stroked the red mark, lowered his eyes, and said nothing for a long time.

Mo Ziyi got closer, and while unbuttoning his neckline, he said, "Little brother, isn't he happy? The little brother also kisses me, my strawberries are very sweet! If one is not enough, two or three , it can be planted anywhere, and it’s okay to plant it all over the body. Little brother, okay?”

These words were too obscene, upon hearing the innocent Xueyue Yaodao was shocked, Mo Ziyi couldn't stand still, staggered, and fell into Ye Wuhui's arms, half of his neckline was crooked, revealing half of his jade-like body Normal shoulders.

The shoulder line is connected to the clavicle, and then upwards is the neck, which is a beautiful chin, which is connected into an arc that cannot move the eyes.

The Adam's apple rolled up and down, Ye Wuhui lowered his head, kissed Mo Ziyi's shoulder, the tip of his tongue rubbed together, a few strands of hair slid slightly on the smooth skin with the movement, two different itches blended together, as if A tiny electric current spreads along the skin to the apex of the heart.

Ye Wuhui said hoarsely: "Ziyi, I like you."

......

Back at the residence, Mo Ziyi ignored Yang Xinghe who suddenly appeared, and strode straight to his room.

Yang Xinghe stopped them and asked a series of questions: "So what did you guys do just now?"

"I heard that there was a big mess in Danxinmen? Qing Yanzong's young master and an unknown boy suddenly appeared to solve it. It couldn't be you, could it?"

Unknown boy?

Mo Ziyi frowned imperceptibly.This must be because Ye Wuhui didn't let the head of the Danxin Sect reveal his identity and name, in order to protect him and prevent him from being targeted by the wicked again.

But Ye Wuhui himself has carried everything...

Mo Ziyi clenched his fists.

Yang Xinghe didn't see Mo Ziyi's expression, and asked frantically, "Master has also received the letter, so what exactly is that puppet?"

"I heard that once touched by blood or injured, you will immediately lose your mind?"

Yang Xinghe saw the Blood Moon Demon Knife on Mo Ziyi's waist again: "Huh? Your knife is so cool! Is it a new magic weapon? So you don't want Hongyu anymore? How pitiful!"

Hong Yu was taken aback, lowered the whip tail aggrievedly, and when the force was loosened, Qing Yu slipped out in the air, flew behind Ye Wuhui, and hid.

Yang Xinghe continued to roar, and gradually began to cry: "There is something else! Is there something wrong with your mechanical pigeon? I haven't received a reply from the princess for a long time, woo woo woo!"

"Isn't it because I was caught? Or I just disappeared after flying! I knew you were just as unreliable as the master!!"

"My life is so miserable——! Woohoo!"

Mo Ziyi: "..."

He took out a gag talisman, and put his palm on Yang Xinghe's forehead, blocking his louder voice in time.

Then he took Ye Wuhui's hand and led him past Yang Xinghe: "Don't make any noise, I have something to do, I need to settle it first."

......

Mo Ziyi slammed the door shut with a "bang".He first locked Qingyu Hongyu and Xueyue Yaodao who were in the way in a small formation in the corner, and focused on sealing Ayin's five senses.

The Bloody Moon Demon Knife resisted violently, Ayin cried, crying, crying and begging: "I won't say nothing, I wo n’t listen or not, brother, don't seal me! It's uncomfortable! Woohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh "

"Not suitable for children." Mo Ziyi resolutely stuck a talisman on the machete, and Ah Yin's world suddenly fell into darkness and silence.

Hongyu and Qingyu were still struggling at first, but when they saw this, they suddenly became quiet, motionless, as if they were just ordinary weapons.

After dealing with the group of troublemakers, he walked towards Ye Wuhui, and softly called out: "Husband, let me undress you."

He took off Ye Wuhui's robe and hung it on the screen beside him, then pushed him to the desk, forced him to sit down, raised his hand, and took off his hair crown.The strands of hair lost their restraint, and fell down like splashed ink, blocking the white and slender neck.

Mo Ziyi found a comb, ran his fingertips through his hair, and carefully combed Ye Wuhui's hair.

Mo Ziyi asked: "Little brother, have you known since then?"

When he went to search for Changzhu Shuli, Mo Ziyi jokingly asked: Little brother, do you believe in past lives?

Mo Ziyi thought that the matter of rebirth was a joke, so he just took it as a joke and asked casually, but he didn't know that he had already told Ye Wuhui everything at that time.

Ye Wuhui: "Yes."

Mo Ziyi: "Then why didn't the little brother expose me at that time?"

Ye Wuhui pursed his lips and said softly, "I'm afraid."

Mo Ziyi's Shunfa movements suddenly stopped, and Ye Wuhui turned around, held his hand, looked deeply into his eyes, a starlight jumped out of the dark and deep pupils.

With the desire to play again, Mo Ziyi raised the corners of his mouth: "Why is the Young Sect Master, who has always had a clear conscience, afraid? Is it because he is afraid that I will pester you again?"

"No." Ye Wuhui shook his head, "I'm afraid, you're like the last life, you didn't say anything, you didn't tell me anything, you just carried it yourself."

Ye Wuhui was firm: "Ziyi, I have always believed in you."

Mo Ziyi was silent for a moment, then slowly said: "But if I tell my little brother everything, you will choose to take care of it by yourself like this time, right?"

He paused, lowered his head, and looked at their holding hands, "But... I don't want you to get involved, I... want you to live well."

"That was the last life." Ye Wuhui said, his eyes reflected the young man's face, the deep pool-like pupils rippled and shone brightly, "Now, I am your husband."

I am your husband, protecting you and hiding you behind my back is what I should do.

Mo Ziyi's breath was stagnant, and Ye Wuhui unintentionally teased him.

Unable to speak any more serious words, he put down the comb, and put Ye Wuhui's hand on his chest, where his heart was pounding like a deer, beating heavily.

Bang bang, bang bang—

Mo Ziyi leaned next to Ye Wuhui's ear, followed his heartbeat, and asked, "Little brother, do you want to try it, the feeling of your heart beating like a drum?"

Ye Wuhui didn't understand what Mo Ziyi meant by "heart like a beating drum", he felt his waist loosen, and Mo Ziyi untied his belt lightly and deftly, and lowered his head on his body.

Ye Wuhui's pupils shrank suddenly.

It's like falling into a soft cloud, and seems to be lost in a mist.At first it was surprise and shock, and then, it was irresistible obsession.

Ruyi came from bottom to top, and a touch of red appeared unconsciously at the end of her eyes.

Ye Wuhui forced himself to clear his mind, and pressed Mo Ziyi's shoulder to make him stop.

"Ziyi, no..."

Mo Ziyi had his mouth in his mouth, and he had to try his best not to touch him, so his words were not clear when he spoke: "Little brother, you don't need to move."

In the sky, orange red and dark blue are intertwined, and red clouds cover half of the sky; the evening wind blows through the hall, blowing a trace of evening coolness.

.......

Ye Wuhui trembled all over, Mo Ziyi supported his sore neck with one hand, and covered his mouth with the other, his cheeks bulged like a hamster full of food.

Ye Wuhui hurriedly went to find a clean towel.

"Hmm!!!" Mo Ziyi frantically waved his hands, and before Ye Wuhui could stop him, he swallowed everything in his mouth with a "gudong".

He coughed, wiped off the turbidity left at the corner of his mouth, and said with a smile: "Little brother, you are so sweet."