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

Chapter 262

"That master kisses him, Lin Lin hurts."

The young man took the initiative to come up, with a pungent milk fragrance, refreshing.

Mo Gui's eyes darkened a lot, and his fingertips pressed the young man's soft C, and his expression was dim: "Is Lin Lin the same for other people?"

"Master ~" The young man has never got what he wants, he can only take the initiative to come up, he was easily aggrieved by the squeamishness raised by Mo Gui, and he never got what he wanted.

There was no response when he saw Mo returning.

You can only make it up on your own.

Lord Kamime would never refuse him.

Mo Guishi's body stiffened, his brain went blank, he had imagined such a scene countless times but did not expect it to be realized so easily.

Or teenagers take the initiative.

Slight touch.

Drew the most ferocious response.

The boy was pressed under him, his shy tail curled up, and the tip of his tail was hot.

"Does Linlin know what he's doing?"

When Mo returned, his Adam's apple rolled, and he liked the active touch of the teenager, with caution, but full of trust.

"Linlin is responsible to the master."

"If Lin Lin doesn't want Master Venerable, Master Venerable will also be like those demon generals, and his soul will be scattered."

Mo Gui's voice was hoarse, and his blood-red eyes carried a suppressed hope.

Stoic and restrained.

The young man's amber cat eyes widened slightly, quickly spreading water mist, hugging Mo Guishi's neck, burying his soft little face in his neck, and the voice was full of anxiety and grievances: "Linlin don't want the soul of the master to scatter."

The boy believed everything he said.

The corners of Mo Gui's lips were slightly hooked, but in the next moment, he pressed down again, and his voice was hoarse: "Then Linlin will marry Master Venerable and announce the world."

"Only then can Master continue to accompany Linlin."

"Then marry Master." The boy buried his neck without looking up, as if frightened by his soul scattering, and his voice was still crying.

He just habitually wakes up to kiss the gods.

Didn't expect to do something wrong.

The god-sama who almost killed him was scattered.

Mo returned to pick up the boy, bit his fingertips, took the blood of his heart, and integrated into the boy's eyebrows, and the two merged their souls.

The boy shares his life with him, cultivation.

Any injuries suffered by the boy will be transferred to him by the secret law.

As long as he doesn't die, the boy doesn't die.

"Once the contract is made, there can be no one else."

The corners of Mo's lips rose slightly, even if he regretted it now, there was heaven and earth to prove it, and the young man would never be able to escape his palm.

He can sense the teenager's position at any time.

Even if there is danger, you can rush to it as soon as possible.

The young man sat on Mo Guishi's body, he only felt a traction of the spirit, as if he was bitten by an ant, without any feeling, the contract was completed.

In the dark, he and the god-sama seemed to have a traction.

You can feel the joy, anger and sorrow of the gods.

And a hint of emotion that leaks.

He could feel the joy of Lord Kamei, the same joy as he was, and his heart kept beating.

This feeling is inexplicably reassuring.

Even if the god-sama was not by his side, he could sense it, as if he was by his side.

The boy flicked his tail happily, and the god-sama was his again.

In fact, the party to the active contract has a dominant advantage, for example, what the teenager is thinking now, he clearly hears.

"I like God-sama so much..."