The little milk dragon is pampered and teased by the crazy boss

Chapter 244

"If Sister Jiu'er is not feeling well, you can go back to rest first." The boy's beautiful amber eyes were worried.

He could feel that Lin Jiu'er was a little absent-minded today, and the energy he instilled into the crops was a little too much, and he had reminded him several times, and he was still constantly transporting, as if he had lost his soul.

"Brother Shi is resting today, I want to go back to accompany Brother Shi."

"If Sister Jiu'er is uncomfortable, don't hold on."

The boy said in a worried tone.

Humans are really troublesome, even supernatural beings can get sick.

He is a dragon dragon and never gets sick.

......

A certain little milk dragon that doesn't get sick.

Bullied by big-tailed wolves pressed on the swing.

Obviously said okay, play with him for a day.

Say a whole day, an hour, a minute, is not a day.

"Linlin is going to break."

The young man's voice was even more aggrieved, and the tip of his tail was trembling, but the god master still did not let him go.

。。

Hold on to the soft flesh at his tail.

"It won't."

Mo Gui's laughter was low, obviously he deliberately bullied the little guy, but he still pretended to be good for the little guy.

I don't know when it started.

When the ink returned, he became more and more unrestrained.

The fingertips caressed the soft little face of the little guy, the beautiful cat's eyes were filled with mist, and the tail of the eyes was a little red, with wetness.

"Squeamish bag."

Mo Guishi pinched the soft meat on the young man's cheeks with two fingers, not light or heavy, and the touch was slightly cool, like a fine mutton fat jade, which made people love it.

The boy held the big hand and bit it breathlessly.

The pointed little teeth were extremely sharp, but they did not bite a little of his skin, more like a tease, and the hook Mo returned with a fiery heart.

"It's okay to bite hard, your level can't infect me."

Mo returned to his mood so understanding, the bad in his heart always made him want to bully the little guy and cry, watch him drop golden beans, and finally coax him again and again.

He enjoyed the process.

"Fair exchange, one bite once."

"How?"

The corners of Mo Gui's lips were slightly hooked, and he didn't feel how bad his behavior of fooling the little guy was, and he lowered his head and was about to bite back, and he was pressed against his chin.

"Don't give."

The little one hums angrily and has not yet been coaxed.

Hide and hide, don't let him take advantage.

"Then touch the tail." When the ink returns, he retreats and seeks the second time.

The little guy thought about it for a long time before hesitantly putting his tail in his palm, after all, he had already rejected Lord Kamime once, and he was reluctant to refuse a second time.

"You can only touch your tail, not kiss."

"Don't bite either."

The little guy is fierce, but there is no deterrent, like a fried little milk cat, never knowing how painful his little appearance is.

The tail took the initiative to be placed in his hands, and the initiative was, of course, here.

"Good."

The corners of Mo Gui's lips were slightly hooked, and he knew that the little guy was reluctant to refuse him, at most the first time he would refuse, and even if he cried fiercely, he would always indulge him.

The faint milk fragrance on the little guy's body fell sleepy after lying in his arms, and his tail unconsciously wrapped around his wrist, drowsy.

Mo returned to carry the person up the stairs and put him on the soft big bed, so that he could sleep more peacefully.

As soon as he let go of his hand, the little one woke up, hugged his neck and hummed, unwilling to sleep alone, and finally held the person in his arms, so that he no longer made trouble with him.