Can the tail be tickled?

Ye Wuhui and Mo Ziyi moved to another place of Qing Yanzong.

This place was originally Ye Wuhui's bedroom, but he didn't like to live in such a big place by himself before, so he moved to an ordinary room.

Now that Mo Ziyi came to Qing Yanzong, Ye Wuhui was no longer alone, so he moved back naturally.

Mo Ziyi turned into a fox, and nestled in Ye Wuhui's arms, with five fluffy tails hanging by his side, blinking bright eyes, looking around curiously.

No frost and no snow cleaned the dormitory cleanly, filled the whole hall with flowers, and even placed two hearts on the bed with bright red petals.

Wushuang scattered flower petals: "Young Sovereign, Little Ayi, welcome back!"

Wuxue fired a small salute: "Happy newlyweds."

"Wow——" the little fox howled in a good mood, took the initiative to reach in front of Wushuang Wuxue, and touched their heads with his small paws.

Well done, this bed looks very sexy at first glance.

No one in Qing Yanzong knew that Mo Ziyi was a monster, except that he told Ye Yutian, and then Wushuang Wuxue, they are Ye Wuhui's maids, if they live in Qing Yanzong forever, It is bound to meet frequently, and it won't take long to hide it, so Mo Ziyi didn't want to hide it, and appeared in front of them with his tail on his back.

That day, after the ancestor worship ceremony, Mo Ziyi's transformation time had almost reached its limit, but he didn't want to turn back into a fox. It happened that no one would see him on the way back, so he held on, only turning into a tail and ears, In this way, he and Ye Wuhui returned to the small room where they lived before.

Wushuang was squatting at the door with a broom and dozing off, listening to the footsteps ahead, she didn't pay much attention at first, but when she saw the snowball-like tail, her eyes instantly lit up.

"Good, so cute!!" She commented on the tail in this way, and even jumped up and rushed towards the fluffy ball.

Mo Ziyi dodged lightly and deftly, hugged his tail, frowned, and stared at Wushuang who suddenly pounced like an enemy.

Only at this time did Wushuang realize that the owner of the tail was a young man. This young man was very familiar. He seemed to have seen him wearing a red dress before. Looking at the hands he held tightly with the young suzerain, Wushuang immediately thought When she got up, she looked at Mo Ziyi in surprise: "You, you, you, that day, then what, the one who was tied up by the young suzerain during the sect meeting, what's his name, it's you!!!"

Not giving a chance to reply, Wushuang continued to "bababa": "The suzerain said, the young suzerain has married a Taoist partner, so it can't be you?"

Wushuang turned to Ye Wuhui for help: "Young Sect Master, what should I call this..."

Ye Wuhui knew that Mo Ziyi didn't like messy address suffixes, so he said, "You can still call him Ayi."

"Hmm." Wushuang scratched his head, "But, Ayi? Isn't that the name of the little fox?" Wushuang remembered that the young suzerain once raised a spirit fox, but later, this fox was taken away by Yin Wuqing from Zizaimen Yes, and he was sad for a long time because of it.

The more Wushuang thought about it, the more puzzled she became. Did the young suzerain regard the person as a substitute for the fox?

As soon as the words fell, Mo Ziyi couldn't hold his transformation at all, and with a "bang", he turned into a little snow-white fox.

The little fox held a red silk loom in its mouth, grabbed Ye Wuhui's leg with its small paws, crawled into Ye Wuhui's arms three times, raised its neck, waited until Ye Wuhui fastened the silk loom, It climbed onto his shoulders again "噢噢噐", the dumb hair on the top of his head shook, and he howled loudly to Wushuang: "Aww——"

No Frost: ? !

Wushuang was stunned for a long while, her eyes widened. After a long time, she slowly raised her hand and flicked the little fox's fur. The fur trembled three times, and the fox's ears trembled three times. Wushuang asked uncertainly, "Are you a monster?"

The little fox raised its head proudly: "Aww——"

Wushuang quickly accepted a series of facts such as "my young suzerain is a broken sleeve", "the young suzerain's Taoist companion is a man", "not only that, but the Taoist companion is a monster".

Knowing this, Wuxue was much calmer than Wushuang, but she suddenly realized: "No wonder the young master didn't make a contract with Ayi, but wanted to forge a contract seal."

They moved to a new dormitory.The cloud blanket was soft, and the little fox fell asleep as soon as he touched the bed, and when he woke up, it was already the next morning, Ye Wuhui was not there, obviously he woke up much earlier than him.

The little fox knew that Ye Wuhui might be very busy in the near future, so he was not in a hurry to find him, and rolled on the bed for a while, and ran out of bed rattling.

According to Ye Wuhui's instructions, Wushuang and Wuxue prepared food for the little fox, all of which he loves to eat, the little fox has been raised so much that it eats with Ye Wuhui on weekdays, this time it is only him One person felt that the food was tasteless, took a few bites in a hurry, and left the table after filling his stomach. He changed back into a human form and left a note without saying what he was going to do. He only left a sentence, saying yes After going down the mountain, he rushed to the foot of Qingyan Mountain.

When Mo Ziyi came back, it was already evening, Ye Wuhui seemed to have come back, the note on the desk was moved, and then neatly sandwiched in the book.But in the hall, there was no sign of Ye Wuhui.

Wushuang and Wuxue were not there, so Mo Ziyi didn't know where to look for him.

The left and right are also boring, Mo Ziyi is just wandering around here, this place is separated from other places by a formation, there is a small courtyard, but it is also a small world.

While wandering around, Mo Ziyi happened to meet Wushuang Wuxue who had returned, and they also went down the mountain to do some shopping, each carrying a small basket and returning with a full load.

Seeing Mo Ziyi, Wushuang elbowed Wuxue, and Wuxue also pushed Wushuang, they were ashamed and did not dare to move forward.Finally, Wuxue took out a small package from the basket and handed it to Mo Ziyi without saying a word.

Wushuang pointed at the small package not far away, and shouted, "This is a gift from Wuxue and I."

Mo Ziyi opened the package, and there were a few small boxes inside. It smelled so fragrant. It really...you could tell what it was for just by looking at it.

Just needed.

Mo Ziyi flipped these small boxes into the space magic weapon, thanked him, and asked, "Have you seen the little brother?"

Wuxue replied: "Maybe it's in the back mountain, the scenery is pretty good, you can go and have a look."

It was said that Mo Ziyi really came to the back mountain.

There is also a hot spring here, which was built in the style of Wanhuatai in the past. The rockery, grass and trees, and even the tiger's mouth that comes out of the water are exactly the same as in the past.

Ye Wuhui was by the hot spring, the hot air was rising slowly, blocking his vision, he could only see vaguely, sitting by the hot spring, took out a bunch of petals, and sprinkled them into the water bit by bit.

A piece of petals floated on the clear spring, full of light fragrance, dotted in the dense mist, as if mixed with a touch of charm in a piece of white and soft clouds, blooming a touch of pink, the sunset is surging, and the breeze is not startled.

Ye Wuhui also saw the young man standing not far away, he waved his hand at the young man, and the young man came to his side, with picturesque features and a decent stature - this is his favorite young man, he is full of hair. The warmest sunshine.

Ye Wuhui said: "I just came back and saw that you were not here, so I came here first."

"Here..." Mo Ziyi looked around, "It seems familiar?"

Ye Wuhui: "Well, it's made in imitation of Wanhuatai, I think you should like it."

"Of course I like it." Mo Ziyi opened his hands, "And I want to take a bath, my husband, help me change my clothes, okay?"

Ye Wuhui clung to Mo Ziyi's chest, and unbuttoned his cuff buttons one by one. The coat and inner garment were taken off one by one. Mo Ziyi was carrying him on his back. There are only beautiful butterfly bones, but there are many scars on the back that should be smooth and white.These are all traces left in the Eighteenth Execution Chamber. Although they have almost healed, they still look distressing.

Ye Wuhui frowned slightly, and lightly touched the scar with his fingertips, stroking it little by little, as if he could soothe the pain and such painful memories.

In fact, it is possible. Mo Ziyi has long forgotten the pain in the imperial city. He only remembers that day, they worshiped and got married in front of the whole world, and they... the bridal chamber .

Mo Ziyi turned around, held Ye Wuhui's hand, and kissed his fingertips: "Let's take a bath together, husband."

The outer robes were taken off, and they soaked in the hot spring together. The water mist was misty, and they looked at each other amidst the beautiful mountains and clear waters. Their eyes reflected each other's figures, and also reflected their undisguised affection.

Ye Wuhui stretched out his hand, grabbed Mo Ziyi's shoulders, brought him into his arms, and then kissed him.

They bathed in warm spring water, and the water vapor in their mouths seemed to be evaporated by the heat. Their lips and tongues were dry and could not be relieved, so they could only continuously draw body fluid from each other's mouths, suck each other's lips and tongues, and greedily searched. Touch everything that the tip of the tongue can touch, and then return it a little bit, affectionately, and melt themselves into each other's bodies.

Emotion, desire|desire are closely dependent on each other.

Ye Wuhui's cold face was covered with greed that he had never had before, his hands stroked Mo Ziyi's hair, his shoulders, his back, gradually descending uncontrollably, asking, asking for it More.

"Ziyi, I like you."

The wind passes silently, and the fallen leaves express their affection.

The green leaves were torn off by the breeze, fell into the spring, and mixed with a bunch of petals, causing shallow ripples round and round.

But Mo Ziyi suddenly took Ye Wuhui's hand, and withdrew from the confusion. At this moment, his cheeks were slightly red, his lips were glowing with water, and a pair of eyes hung on his slender eyelashes. A small drop of water, trembling slightly, like a butterfly flapping its wings.

This kind of Mo Ziyi made Ye Wuhui lose his sanity, he held Mo Ziyi's hands, and firmly nailed him to the spring wall.

"Husband..." Mo Ziyi was addicted again, but still maintained a sense of reason, rubbing against Ye Wuhui's lips, "What kind of taste do you want?"

Ye Wuhui paused for a moment, and Mo Ziyi took advantage of this time to take out the small box that Wushuang Wuxue had given him just now from the magic weapon of space.

There were three small boxes lying in his palm, the scent of love|scent was misty, and the little rationality that had finally come back was instantly collided by such a scent and disappeared without a trace——