Chapter 118： Mozun has become a love brain (43)

Chapter 118 Demon Venerable Becomes Love Brain (43)

Shiyou blushed, and didn't even let go of the earlobe, as if hanging a small cherry, with a subtle cry in her voice: "You hurry up..."

There wasn't a single bit of thoughtfulness in her tone, but it sounded in Rong Yuan's ears, like a paw scratching, it tickled his heart.

But Rong Yuan felt comfortable, the kind of torturous comfort.

Rong Yuan panted slightly, his voice low and hoarse: "You too hurry up..."

Treating this beautiful woman, he could not quench his thirst when he was light, and he was afraid that she would be tired when he was serious. Rong Yuan really didn't know what to do.

Like a century has passed.

When    Shiyou felt that his hand was no longer a hand, Rong Yuan finally let go of her.

Shiyou blushed, she didn't dare to look down, she only felt sticky on her hands, and she didn't dare to move her hands.

Rong Yuan kissed her on the forehead, pulled the little girl's white wrist, and his voice was hoarse: "I'll wash it for you."

It was something that a cultivator could easily solve with a single decision, but Rong Yuan held Shi You's hand and learned from mortals to wash her a little bit.

Rong Yuan found out before that Shiyou prefers the way of life of mortals.

The little girl's hands were small, thin and white, and the palms were all red at the moment.

After Rong Yuan cleaned her hands, he took out a handkerchief to help her slowly dry the water stains between her fingers.

Rong Yuan pulled up her little hand and kneaded gently: "Is it still sour?"

Shiyou's cheeks started to get hot again, and he pulled his hand, but he squeezed it tightly and didn't pull it back.

Although he was about to explode with embarrassment, Shiyou was good at self-solving, and after silently roaring to the sky in his heart, he forced himself to calm down.

"Knead it for you."

Shiyou pursed her lower lip and stared straight at him.

Rong Yuan raised his eyes unexpectedly, and just looked at her with a lazy voice: "What are you looking at?"

Rong Yuan was wearing a coat over his shoulders at this moment, revealing his snow-white undershirt, the young man was as charming as jade, and his slightly drooping eyes evoked a tinge of red, which was charming and charming.

The picture just now appeared in Shiyou's mind unconsciously, and Rong Yuan's low panting voice... It's so sexy!

It is no wonder that since ancient times, the beauty and seductiveness of all the people, the misfortune of the city, and the destruction of a country if you are not careful, it really makes sense.

This nasty little goblin...

Shiyou took a deep breath, preventing the heat from gushing out of his nose.

Her eyes were erratic, but she didn't dare to look at Rong Yuan, she just felt that the whole air was a little hotter, and her face was on fire.

Rong Yuan looked at her with interest.

The little girl shrunk herself into a small quail, her face flushed red, so cute.

He stretched out his hand and poked it, and the little girl trembled with fright, like a little quail.

So cute.

Rong Yuan snorted in the bottom of his heart, and the waves in his eyes were even more gentle.

"You are so cute, what should I do if I want to bully you even more?"

"Otherwise, do it again."

Shiyou's ears were red, and now she was finally afraid: "You...you have to make an inch."

He laughed when he saw her timid appearance, but he wanted to mess around, but she couldn't stand it.

Rong Yuan is as good as he is: "Well, I want to be pampered and arrogant."

"You are not ashamed!"

"Well, I'm not ashamed."

"You stinky bastard!"

He laughed: "Well, I'm a rascal."

Shiyou: "..." I can't say enough about him.

Rong Yuan smiled and stretched out his hand to hug the girl tightly in his arms.

He stretched out his hand and touched her head, and there were gentle shadows in his eyes.

An unprecedented sense of stability invaded the fortified city that Rong Yuan built with loneliness.

(end of this chapter)