Chapter 142: When the fox demon gnawed the celestial master (6)
The fox has reached the estrus period, but the ratio of male to female in the fox clan has become so imbalanced?
The male fox is so hungry that he dares to bite the lips of the Heavenly Master. Is there any king in this world?!
What's more, Wu Zhou's kiss was not gentle at all. It was almost like biting her lips. The sharp pain was accompanied by the smell of blood. She believed that Wu Zhou wanted to bite her lips off.
But chewing on her swollen lips seemed not enough, and the tip of his tongue opened her teeth, but it was still harsh, with a force of venting anger.
Qianye suddenly lowered his teeth, and the tip of Wu Zhou's tongue only shrank slightly, and then became more and more frustrated, snatching the air in her mouth like an attack on the city.
The thick smell of blood reverberated in his mouth and hit his nose. Chiba even felt the wound on the tip of his tongue, which was deep and bleeding a lot.
"Ugh!!" Chiba twisted his body vigorously and shook his head desperately, "What are you...ah?"
Wu Zhou directly picked her up, walked to the bed in a few steps, gently put her down, and leaned over again.
"Wu Zhou! Why are you so angry?!" Qianye pushed his shoulder with one hand and looked at the confused and confused gray eyes, the flames in them...
"Don't you like it?" Wu Zhou slowly wiped away the blood on the corners of her lips, "But I like it very much, so just stay with me."
Qianye suddenly became a little angry. What does it mean that she has to accompany him if he likes him?
No wonder he always emphasizes the word "accompany", there is indeed a lot of articles in it.
"I promised to accompany you, but not everything. What do you think I am?!"
A trace of distress flashed across Wu Zhou's face, with a hint of displeasure, "Then just pretend that you've been sorry to me and make it up to me."
"When did I feel sorry for you?"
Wu Zhou panted slightly and glanced at her, seemingly angry, but that look was really charming.
Her thin lips opened slightly, and she listed all her crimes, "abandoned me in a tree hole, pulled my hair, pulled my ears, aggravated the injuries on my fingers, exposed me to the sun, fell into a car, tripped me, insulted and ridiculed me with words..."
"You have the nerve to settle such an old debt? It's no surprise that I called it out at that time. It should have been written off long ago, okay?"
Wu Zhou thought about it and nodded, but he leaned on her and refused to get up. Suddenly he said slowly and calmly: "Then you have saved me. Mortals value each other with their bodies, so just think of me as repaying the kindness of saving your life."
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Qianye looked like she was about to cry. What kind of compensation? What kind of commitment? In the final analysis, there is only one purpose!
"I don't want you to commit yourself to me..." He said, reaching out and pushing him hard again.
"Don't push me..."
Qianye was stunned for a moment after making a soft sound. Wu Zhou's tone was light, but there was a bit of obvious...sadness?
Why? What’s the reason?
Wu Zhou held her hand, moved it to his chest and stopped. His words were extremely frank, clean and direct without any detours, "If you push me...it will be uncomfortable here."
Qianye suppressed the strange feeling in her heart and said firmly: "You are not Lin Daiyu. You are made of tofu. Will you feel uncomfortable if you push it?"
"Anyway, don't push me again." After Wu Zhou finished speaking, he pushed her hand aside, leaned over, and gently pecked her neck.
It didn't have a strong flavor of lust, but just like before, trying to see if he would like a behavior.
The light breath blew against her ears, which tickled her a little, and seemed to tickle her heart.