The White Cat’s Divine Scratching Post Chapter 62: Fox
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The touch between souls and souls is so comfortable that people are fascinated. Qingtong is immersed in this state, and has not noticed Mo Tianliao's movements.
The starting touch is soft and smooth, like warm suet nephrite, Mo Tianliao rubs it gently, admonishing him to stop after touching it, but the hand seems to be sucked, so I can’t draw it anyway. come out.
"Hmm..." Not knowing where he was hit, Qingtong suddenly let out a soft moan.
The sound reached Mo Tianliao's ears, causing him to pant, and his body reacted accordingly, and he couldn't help rubbing Qingtong into his arms vigorously.
"Hmm!" When the big hot hand touched the soft flesh behind him, Qingtong finally reacted and slammed a claw according to the hand that was touching.
"His--" Mo Tian withdrew his hand with a grin.
"The evildoer, you..." Qingtong's voice was stagnant, because he found that there was a hard object poking him underneath.
Mo Tianliao gave a dry cough and shrank back.
The two of them were silent, and the atmosphere was a little awkward for a while.
Qingtong glared at him for a moment, then kicked him in the calf, turned his back to him and said nothing. This stupid thing turned out to be to him...
Mo Tianliao took a deep breath, adjusted his internal breath, refining and turning the essence aroused by the beauty. After the body's heat subsided a bit, he pressed it again, rubbing Qingtong's ear with his chin: "Does it still hurt?"
"Mo Tianliao, you can't touch this seat when it's hairless, do you understand?" Qingtong buried half of his face in the pillow, his voice a little dull.
Mo Tianliao pursed his lips, but did not answer.
Qingtong waited for a while, didn't get an answer, turned around and stared at him: "Mute?"
"I know, my little paw is no longer a little cat," Mo Tianliao leaned over, pressed his forehead, and saw that he was about to lose his temper again, and continued hurriedly, "I know this is to belittle you ."
The cold beautiful eyes widened slightly, knowing this is frivolity, do you still touch it?
"But what should I do? I can't help but come back frivolously?" Mo Tianlio grabbed a slender hand solemnly and stuck it to his chest. He only wore a shirt. Just now he ripped it apart, revealing a tightly muscular chest.
Qingtong was dragged by him in a daze. The place he loves most is under him, warm and comfortable, with a calm heartbeat. In the Ten Kill Valley three hundred years ago, he rubbed his head in this place over and over again, but he couldn't get warm.
Mo Tianliao slowly let go of his squeezed hand, letting his slender fingers scratch his chest.
"Can your chest become wood?" Qingtong scratched with his fingertips curiously.
"Huh?" Mo Tianliao was scratched and worried, and when he heard it turned into wood, he honestly pulled the piece of soul away from his chest, and the tight muscles suddenly turned into a wooden board with green skin. Qingtong's eyes lit up, his hands turned into claws, and he scratched.
Mo Tianliao: "..."
So, Mo Tianliao, who was going to lay the groundwork to show his heart, just lay down straight and let his sweetheart grind his claws for midnight, and all the good atmosphere was gone. I could only silently swallow bitter tears into my stomach, and waited for my cat to fall asleep when he was tired, and then he changed his chest back and sighed helplessly.
Slowly took the sleeping guy into his arms, and Mo Tianliao kissed the top of his hair: "I'm not trying to belittle you, I just can't help it."
From an angle that Mo Tianliao couldn't see, the person lying on his chest quietly blushed his ears.
The next day, Ding Zijin visited again.
Qingtong was still asleep, Mo Tianliao set a soundproofing ban on the bedside, so as not to disturb his good sleep.
"My master is still comprehending the Dao Fa, I hope Brother Ding is not surprised if he is rude." Mo Tianlio asked Ding Zijin to sit down and poured him a cup of tea.
"The younger generation is reckless," Ding Zijin quickly apologized for his abruptness, secretly observing this apprentice Qingtong real person's beloved apprentice, "Is this brother Mo Xian coming to Liuyunzong for the first time?"
One of the two has a heart to make friends, the other has a heart to make use of. The one you come and I will soon be called brothers and sisters. As an old monster, Mo Tianlio's ability to talk is first-rate. But it turned out that Ding Zijin came here for the falling star stone, because the Ding family’s line is all refining weapons, he will definitely participate in the refining competition of this conference. In order to suppress his younger brother, he is extremely eager to get the falling star stone. .
"So that's the case," Mo Tianliao smiled, "Falling Star Stone, the master gave me a small piece for my brother."
Ding Zijin's eyes lit up, and it was much easier to get the Falling Star Stone from the Golden Core monk than to find the real person Qingtong.
"It's just..." Mo Tianliao scratched his head with some embarrassment, "I am also a craftsman, and this craftsmanship competition is also going to participate. I heard that there is Wen Yuguo in the prize."
Ding Zijin heard that he was also a craftsman, and his heart sank suddenly, and he heard that he was for Wen Yuguo, and he immediately regained his spirit: "Brother Xian is bad, there was no Wenyu in the prize. Fruit."
Mo Tianliao frowned, looking very disappointed.
"However, if the virtuous brother wants to, he can think of a way for the brother." Ding Zijin said politely, but his expression was quite determined.
"Should this be true?" Mo Tianliao's face was surprised, "It's true, the younger brother is just to get a Wen Yuguo, so that it can be used when the baby is born later, if it can be exchanged with the falling star stone, Don’t give up that effort."
The two hit it off, Mo Tianliao said that he wanted to see Wen Yushu. Ding Zijin only thought he was worried, and smiled and invited him to visit.
Wen Yushu is the treasure of the town, but you can watch it from a distance when you come.
Mo Tianliao went to the animal shed and hugged the little fox, saying that this was the spiritual pet that Master had just rewarded him, and he took it out to see and see. The big tiger heard that they were going out to play, and stood up.
"Hey, beloved, be here with Master." Mo Tianliao rubbed his head,
"Roar--" Big tiger bared his teeth, this junior is really disrespecting senior!
Sure enough, Liuyunzong was as Mo Tianliao had guessed. There were restrictions and formations everywhere. Ding Zijin had jade medals in his hand, and most places were unimpeded.
The little fox squatted on Mo Tianliao's shoulders, tilted his head up and sniffed, distinguishing the breath. Going down the mountain, turning around on the long jade steps and walking to the back mountain of the martial art, the little fox suddenly howled.
"What's the matter?" Mo Tianliao took the fur ball off his shoulders and exchanged glances with him.
Sister! I smell my sister! My sister is hurt!
The little fox struggled to get to the ground, Mo Tianliao pretended not to hold it firmly, and let it run away.
"Oh, what's wrong with Ding brother!" Mo Tianliao exclaimed, causing Ding Zijin, who was walking in front, to turn his head.
Ding Zijin didn't care when he saw him run away from the monster beast: "Just call it back with a blood contract."
"I haven't signed a blood contract with it yet!" Mo Tianliao said, going after him.
"What!" Ding Zijin was taken aback, looked in the direction the fox was running, frowned slightly, a monster with an undetermined blood contract, if it was picked up by someone else, it would be counted as someone else's. He hadn't got the falling star stone yet. , Can’t offend Mo Tianliao, it’s better to take the opportunity to buy him, “There are a lot of restrictions on the back mountain, outsiders can’t come in, don’t worry, I’ll take you to find it.”
The two immediately trained the little fox to chase away in the same direction.
In the depths of the dense forest, there is a row of bamboo houses, and the snow-white little fox is trembling when forced to the corner by a red fox. She had been tortured by the horns for a long time, and she was already weak, even if she faced this monster beast that was not wise, she would not be able to resist for long.
"Hey, this is a morphing monster. The cubs born must have good bones." Two disciples of Woyunzong guarded outside the fence, grinning and waiting for the two monsters to meet.
The red fox opened its fangs, ready to bite the female fox's neck to subdue her.
"Oh--" A stern cry sounded, everyone looked intently, and a snow-white fox sprang out from somewhere, biting the red fox's neck, and tearing off a piece of skin.
"Brother..." The little fox in the corner tremblingly raised his head, watching this scene in disbelief, and it took a long time to react.