The little tiger spirit and the head of the fairy sect

That's right, the little tiger's idea is to use Fengmu to think that he is in heat, and try his best to seduce him.

In order to act realistically, he also asked that fellow Bailu to buy an aphrodisiac from the world, which was the most potent kind.Although the medicine won't have any effect on him, it will still make him flush all over, as if he is really in heat.

Feng Mu really believed it.

The little tiger had a pitiful face, and laughed heartily, pretending to be weak and pulling his clothes to show him.But now the little tiger's whole body was invisible to Feng Mu, so Feng Mu had to turn his back and sit by the bed.

"Master, master... help me... didn't you agree?" Little Tiger said with a bit of grievance in his voice, "Touch me...touch me, okay..."

Fengmu's ears were stained red for the first time, and his voice was not as steady as usual, "Hey... you... put on your clothes first."

After hearing this, the little tiger became even more serious. He sat up straight away, with his clothes loosened even more, revealing a slender neck, unusually obvious collarbone, a large white chest, and two looming red cherry blossoms.

In this way, the little tiger hugged Fengmu from behind, and began to rub against him through his clothes, even wrapping his arms around his waist without fear of death.

"Master...I'm so uncomfortable...I have no strength anywhere...It's so hot..."

Fengmu's back was already stiff when he was hugged by the little tiger, and then it started to go numb again, inch by inch, wherever the little tiger touched him, he became numb, and his whole body seemed to be unable to move suddenly.

"My boy... you first... let me go first..."

Feng Mu could obviously break free, but he was afraid of hurting the little tiger on the one hand, and on the other hand...

Second fear...

He didn't know what he was afraid of, and the altar, which was always clear and bright, also missed a little at this time. The body on the back was hot and warm, but he felt that it was very hot, as if he was running in a volcano, his heartbeat was speeding up and it was scorching unbearably.

"No! I don't want to! I feel bad..." The little tiger pouted and rejected Feng Mu's words, moaning and groaning in pain, and leaned forward again.

He leaned against him, half-kneeling on the bed, his trousers hung loosely on his legs, and everything under his body was exposed to the air, but the little tiger didn't seem to notice it at all. A pair of slender white arms came over and hung on On Fengmu's neck, his head moved closer, his hot face pressed against Fengmu's cold profile, wanting to ask for a kiss.

The little tiger looked deeply in heat, as if tormented by desire, his eyes were red, and tiny teardrops rolled down his delicate face like broken threads, and some of them were even directly affected by the scalding temperature on his face. evaporated.

Fengmu didn't expect the little tiger to kiss him directly. He was not as calm as last time, he turned his head hastily, and stretched out his hand to hold the little tiger's face that was unwilling to keep getting closer.

The temperature on the little tiger's face felt by his hands is still frighteningly high, but he can clearly feel this unique delicate touch, which is more delicate, softer and more delicious than the petals of the Albizia julibrissin on Chuhua Mountain many.

However, the face was soft, but the thing that was pressing against him from the back was hard.

After Feng Mu felt what it was, his face changed. He stood up quickly, picked up the quilt on the bed, and covered the little tiger's head. The action made the little tiger a little confused.

"You...you lie down first, and I'll get you some medicine. You first recite the mantra in your heart to see if you feel better." Feng Mu finished speaking quickly, then turned around, his back It was obvious that he was flustered, obviously a little overwhelmed.

But the little tiger had already come out from under the quilt, and stretched out his hand to hold on to the hem of his clothes, crying loudly, "Don't go, master! Are you planning to let me go again! Woooooo... You won't come back once you leave... woo woo..."

Hearing this, Feng Mu had no choice but to turn around, and saw the little tiger's clothes were messed up, crying in a mess, and his heart softened again, so he coaxed him nicely: "I'm not going to let you go as a teacher... Be good, be good ? I'll go find medicine for you... I'll be back in a moment."

But the little tiger was still crying miserably, humming and coquettishly saying no.The tip of his nose and eyes were red, and the tear stains on his face were very obvious, making him look pitiful.

Feng Mu had no choice but to take a stool and sit beside his bed, wrap him up with a quilt, leaving only his little face exposed outside.

"Come on, let me feel your pulse."

Fengmu took out the little tiger's hand, and put the warm jade-like hand on the little tiger's delicate and slender wrist. The little tiger stopped crying a long time ago, and looked at Fengmu at close range without blinking, Seeing Feng Mu bowing his head in front of him and taking his pulse carefully, his face looked even more picturesque and attractive from this angle.

The little tiger was so obsessed with Fengmu from this angle, he got so carried away that he even forgot to act in the play, and couldn't help but want to move his face to kiss him again.

"I checked your pulse, and it doesn't seem like you're in trouble. Why is the estrus so violent this time?" Feng Mu raised his head and asked the little tiger, and found that he was only two or three fingers away from him, and he backed away calmly. Then meet the little tiger's eyes.

Although the little tiger was fascinated for a while, he immediately changed his crying face after Feng Mu raised his head, and continued to moan and groan in pain.

"I, I don't know what's going on, maybe... I've been holding it in for too long and something went wrong... And, and I'm in so much pain..." The little tiger said it hurts, but his expression was more like being lusted The torture was unbearable.

After hearing this, Feng Mu couldn't care less about keeping a distance, and asked him where it hurts with worry and doubts. After all, he was with the little tiger recently, and he couldn't see where he was hurt.

But the little tiger struggled to get out from under the quilt, pointed to his lower body, and said, "It hurts here... woo... It's uncomfortable... It's still running... Last time... I, am I about to die?" It's... woo..."

Feng Mu lowered his head, facing the little tiger's genitals, looking at him with his head held up, water flowing while moving.

Fengmu: "..."

So how should he explain this to the innocent little tiger, after all, he has never experienced it himself.