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Chapter 187 The Fierce and Delicate Nine-Tailed Fox King (27)

The little fox didn't move or hide.

She touched it a few more times.

The little fox remained motionless.

Her courage gradually grew, and her little hands slowly slid from the top of his head to his neck and finally to his tail.

The little fox's fur is very soft and smooth, like a piece of warm satin, delicate and soft.

"So good."

She touched it gently a few times, and her mood suddenly became happy.

But soon, the little fox seemed impatient, and its tail lightly swept towards her wrist, as if as a warning.

No touching allowed.

Zhu Yu retracted his hand and saw him moving back to the corner. He was still not satisfied, so he also moved over.

Thinking that the human form would easily scare him if he was too tall, Zhu Yu transformed into a cat form.

As soon as she got closer, sure enough, the little fox didn't move any further, and her beautiful peach blossom eyes were still shining.

It turned out that the other party had been staring at her cat ears. Zhu Yu felt happy and meowed twice, indicating that a deal could be made.

She asked him to touch the cat's ears, and he asked her to touch the fox's tail.

The little fox narrowed his eyes as if he was thinking about it, and finally nodded.

Zhu Yu was so happy that he quickly ran over, hugged his plush body, and rubbed him for a while.

In the end, he somehow fell asleep, and when he woke up, Yan Chen transformed into a half-human, half-demon form.

The beautiful face paired with the fluffy tail makes people crazy and excited!

Zhu Yu curled his lips slightly, trying to pet the Demon King's tail more often when he was in a good mood.

The tail of the Tianshan Nine-Tailed Fox is not an ordinary tail. Not only is it pleasant to the body and mind, it also seems to have the effect of beautifying the skin.

She happily agreed, took Yanchen's hand and put it on top of her head, smiling and saying:

"Okay, the Demon King can touch you as long as you want."

Yanchen looked at her pure and flawless smile, but he couldn't feel happy, and his jawline was slightly tense.

He may need some time to digest.

In exchange, Zhu Yu picked up a fox tail and rubbed it against his face, feeling a familiar soft feeling.

But just after posting it for a while, Yanchen suddenly disappeared on the spot, leaving Zhuyu with empty hands and question marks on his face.



Yanchen walked out of the secret room and looked up at the sky.

The night sky is clear, dotted with stars, the moon is bright, and a full moon hangs in the sky, giving off a faint silver glow.

He half-closed his eyes and coldly opened the communication command to call his crooked senior brother Ya Jian.

"Xiao Yanyan misses senior brother?" Mi Jian replied quickly, but did not forget to tease.

[Young Master~ Keep drinking... Oh, beauty, wait a minute...]

Yanchen became more and more irritated as he listened to the chaotic sounds on the other side. He was silent for a moment and asked coldly: "Is the nine-tailed fox's dream on a full moon night the same dream as that of someone who has crossed the border?"

"What...yes, there are similar dreams and different dreams. It depends on the desire of the dreamer's heart." Mi Jian replied casually.

The beauty next to him came over and was about to feed him food and drink, but was suddenly pushed aside. Yajian asked anxiously:

"Damn it! Tonight is a full moon night. Junior brother, are you still alive?"

"Wait a minute... Boundary crosser? Someone disturbed your tribulation? Who is so awesome?"

"Hey! Junior brother! What's wrong with you? Say something!!"

It's over, something happened to my junior brother.

Seeing that his heart was in his throat, Mi hurriedly got off the soft couch, put on his shoes, put on his coat, and prepared to run to the Demon King's Palace.

"not dead."

The young man's low and clear voice suddenly sounded in his ears.

It was the same indifferent tone that said, "I don't want money for my life." Anyway, Yajian breathed a sigh of relief, it's okay.

He took the communication order and was about to ask who the crosser was, but the other party had already cut it off.

Yami:……

Okay, you are the demon king and you are the most awesome.

***

The night sky is endless, the stars and moon are bright, and there is silence between heaven and earth.

The courtyard is quiet, paved with bluestones, and the moonlight leaks in from the branches and leaves, causing little waves in this quiet environment. Everything seems so peaceful and peaceful.

Zhu Yu turned into a cat shape and ran through the Buqi Palace to find Yan Chen.

The other person probably didn't like her human form, and she said she wanted to touch his fox tail, so she angrily walked away.

As a qualified leg pendant, how can you let your thighs sulk alone?

She ran for a few miles and finally found Yan Chen's location.

A figure stood silently under the ancient tree for a long time, as if it had been carved into a stone statue, motionless and showing no emotion.

"Meow~" Lord Demon King.

The man seemed as if he hadn't heard anything.

Zhu Yu stepped out on cat legs, walked slowly towards him, then walked to his feet, stretched out her paws and patted the corner of his clothes.

The man still didn't respond.

She raised her head and looked in that direction. Under the moonlight, Yan Chen was extremely handsome, but a little cold.

Zhu Yu blinked, "Meow?" Why are you ignoring Yaoyao?

Yan Chen remained motionless.

She stretched out her paw and scratched his clothes, "Meow meow?" Are you unhappy?

Yan Chen lowered his eyes to look at her. His eyes were as deep and deep as the vast night sky.

Zhu Yu panicked slightly, and then realized that he seemed to have done something wrong just now.

Her cat's feet were covered in mud while running around the yard, leaving little marks on his clothes.

Her little mouth opened slightly, and just as she was about to speak, Yanchen picked her up, took out the handkerchief from his sleeve, lowered his head and wiped her feet carefully.

The movements were gentle and serious. Zhu Yu was stunned for a moment, and a strange feeling flashed through his mind.

His fingers were long and strong, and the tips of his fingers were slightly cool, touching her fur, giving her a strange feeling.

As soon as she finished wiping, Zhu Yu vaguely noticed something was wrong. The next moment, she suddenly lost control and turned into a human form.

Yanchen still kept his arms around her, and she put her ear against his chest, hearing the strong and steady heartbeat in it, pounding, pounding, as if it was about to burst her eardrums.

Ah ah ah why has it suddenly changed!

Zhu Yu's face was slightly red, and the strange feeling just now seemed to become clearer at this moment.

His breath lingered between her nostrils, a little familiar yet a little strange.

Zhu Yu hurriedly backed away.

"I...you..." She opened her mouth and stuttered a bit.

Especially since he was not used to facing Yan Chen in human form, he stared at his clothes in silence for a long time and said, "Sorry, I messed up your clothes."

"Nothing." Yanchen said calmly, with a distant look on his face, and there was no sign of any emotional fluctuations.

"okay."

Zhu Yu responded with a slight smile, placing his hands neatly in front of him, looking at him with clear eyes, but a bit shy.

I'm used to being a cat begging for favors, but now in front of the real owner, it's really embarrassing.

She watched Yan Chen slowly put the handkerchief back into his sleeve, and then hugged her.

Hug!?

Zhu Yu's eyes widened.

"Master Demon King...what are you..."

Yanchen's lips were close to her ear, and his warm breath hit her sensitive neck, causing a tingling sensation.

"Congratulations Yaoyao, you successfully transformed." Yanchen curled his lips and chuckled, his voice low and hoarse.

After saying that, he let go, and his movements were natural and regular, like some kind of ritual of the demon clan, without any hint of charm or ambiguity.

Congratulations? I wish I was at a loss.

It’s not that he has been sealing her transformation. Now that he’s talking about congratulations, is Yan Chen out of his mind?

A man's heart is like a needle in the sea.

Gee, I can’t guess.

"Thank you, Lord Demon King. Yaoyao will definitely live up to the holy expectations, practice hard, and serve the king in the future!" Zhu Yu bowed and saluted with a sweet smile.

"Yes." Yanchen nodded, with the usual smile on his lips, "Thank you for tonight's work, go to bed early."

Zhu Yu relaxed, smiled and said no thank you, turned around and left.

Yan Chen watched her turn and leave. The moment she turned around, the smile in his eyes disappeared. He raised his head slightly, waiting for the moon to fade.

It's late at night and the moonlight is very cold.

A ray of bright white light sank into the girl's eyebrows, and her breathing became heavier.

The white jade pendant around her neck shimmered briefly, as if in response, and soon disappeared into the darkness.

With a "squeak" sound, the door opened from the outside, and a slender and tall figure walked in.

The man stood beside Zhu Yu's bed and stared down at her.

After a moment of silence, he leaned forward and kissed her lips. The little fox's fangs were grinding punitively on her lips, not knowing how to satisfy him.

The moonlight was like a wash, bright and soft, falling on his face, making his features clear and handsome, and his elegance unparalleled.

a long time.

Yanchen raised his palm and touched her delicate face. His fingers slid down the outline and landed on the corners of her lips, stroking her lips and tracing them inch by inch.

He chuckled: "Same."

It was exactly the same as the feeling when she kissed him in the dream.

The red lips were slightly swollen by his pressure. His eyes became more blurred and his thin lips parted slightly, "So, Yaoyao and I have the same dream."

Even when we hug each other, our heartbeats are not at the same frequency.

it does not matter.

If only he remembered.

A sinister smile appeared on the corner of the man's lips, and his slender fingertips lightly slid across his lips, as if he could still feel her warmth on them.

[Author's digression]: Let us give the old fox a song, "Is it a dream? Is it you? Those youthful and blazing eyes no longer dodge..."


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