Chi You didn't pay any attention to Jianlong's curses, and the movements of his hands were extremely skillful. He clearly felt that the originally soft thing in his hand had begun to raise its head, become hard, and began to swell. There was even liquid seeping at the end of the bell.
come out.
"You...ah...be gentle."
I don't know since when, the hysterical curses changed the tone, and there was a bit more flattery in the angry voice.
"You're going to die...ah, the demon world...how could the demon world have such a change...huh...change like yours?" A trace of suppressed joy appeared on the face of the cheap dragon, and his red-black eyes became blurred.
.
"Really? Then what is Uncle Meow that becomes hard in the pervert's hands?"
Saying that, Chi You flicked the most tender part of the tip of the base dragon extremely harshly.
"Ahhhhh--" Jianlong let out a scream of joy, lost control for a moment, and was released in Chi You's hand.
A very satisfied smile flashed across Chi You's green eyes, and then he quietly took out the hand that was stained with some kind of musky liquid from Jianlong's clothes, watched it with interest, and brought it to his nose.
Sniffed.
"The smell is very strong, and the amount is large. It seems that you haven't released it for a long time, Uncle Meow. I see that you sharpen your head and burrow into the crowd of women every day. It's just for show."
Chi You looked at Jianlong with interest, and even put his right hand, which was stained with Jianlong liquid, to his face and said, "Uncle Miao."
, take a look for yourself, eh?"
The cheap dragon had a look of shame on his face, and when his red-black eyes touched Chi You's big hand that exuded a special smell and was stained with his own body fluids, he winced fiercely.
Then, without saying a word, he turned his back silently and curled up.
The cheap dragon is very frustrated.
To be precise, it's very sad and shameful.
When his body curled up into a ball, a layer of black light floated on the surface of his body, and then it turned into a fat black cat, rolled into a ball.
He wanted to bury himself.
He never wanted to face the world again.
How could he... how could he become excited in the hands of a pervert who liked men, and still... reach orgasm.
It shouldn't be, he likes women, he can only be tough with women, how come Chi You, a dead boy, can make him...
"Uncle Meow?"
Chi You saw that Jianlong had completely turned into a dead cat and couldn't move at all. He couldn't help but feel worried and tried to shout.
"Uncle Meow, what's wrong with you? Please answer me. Uncle Meow, don't be unhappy."
Chi You suddenly became anxious. He took out a handkerchief, wiped off the thick liquid on his hands (well, although he was quite reluctant to do so), and then silently put the handkerchief away.
"Hey, Uncle Meow, is it really that difficult to accept me?"
This sigh was full of sadness.
Chi You's tall and strong body kept getting smaller, and after a while, he turned into the appearance of a seven or eight-year-old child.
Little Chiyou silently climbed onto the bed, silently opened the cup, and then silently moved towards a big fat black cat.
He silently stretched out his little paw and placed it on the round head of the dragon.
As if being electrocuted, Jianlong suddenly jumped up from the bed and leaped into the air. The black cat hair on his neck exploded.