Talk to The Fox (MTL) [COMPLETED]

38. The water-filled tail wraps around the legs.

Chu Fan fainted after seeing Jiang Feng dissipate. She slept drowsily and lost consciousness.

Ziwei wiped the sweat off her forehead, her eyes fell on the bloodline of her neck, her eyes darkened, and she wiped it off with magic.

unsuccessful.

Containing demonic energy, he can only wait for it to recover slowly, and it is estimated that he will stay on his neck for a few days. Thinking of this, Ziwei's brows furrowed even deeper.

Looking down, her clothes were loose, and the collar seemed to have been torn off by someone, and fell off her shoulders, revealing pear-like soft skin.

Ziwei pressed his eyebrows, even a little puzzled and slightly resentful.

Why didn't you call him earlier.

There was a knock on the door, Ziwei closed the curtain for her and went to meet the guests.

Jing Shu brought people to plead guilty.

The dragon veins in the South China Sea, at night, the sound of islet waves, sea birds and wind and waves rang in my ears, and the salty sea breeze came to my face.

Zi stood with his sleeves slightly rolled up, his silver hair swaying in the wind: "I guessed that it should be the Dragon Clan, but I didn't expect it to be the Mermaid Clan Princess."

The bound shark girl, bent in a strange posture, her long hair was as soft as seaweed, and her voice was clear and elegant.

She said hello softly: "Demon Lord."

Ziwei was obviously impatient, and he raised his eyebrows: "Since you already worship the Demon King as your respect, how can you call someone else a Demon Lord?"

The mackerel bowed her head: "I surrender to you, but I need to save someone."

"Who."

The merman covered his chest and said slowly, "I deceived a sword repairer and asked him to help us attack the dragon clan, and then snatch the elixir."

Jing Shu rolled her eyes: "The elixir is long gone."

The mackerel smiled bitterly, "This is something we didn't expect, but I obviously have better and more treasures for him, but he dismisses it and wants to break the agreement with us."

Her voice was bleak, like a sad girl: "Actually, there was a gap in the seal. It was only when I and him were fighting at the edge of the blazing abyss that the formation of the seal was disturbed, and the demon was born early."

The mackerel covered her face and wept, as pearls rolled on the ground, "I fell in love with him, so I can only reveal your position and let him suffer less."

When Jing Shu listened to it, she felt that this mackerel was as stupid as her imperial sister, and she didn't know how she became the body of holy water.

Ziwei felt a headache, he asked, "His name is Chu Yu?"

"Yes."

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Chu Fan was half asleep and half awake, and vaguely felt that someone had peeled off his clothes, wiped it with a muslin for a while, and lingered on his neck for a long time.

She fell into a deep sleep, and the time was staggered, and suddenly it was night.

She opened her eyes, looked over the curtain, and saw the profile of the Taoist priest, the lights were dimmed, and a faint halo opened between his brows, showing a unique beauty.

Chu Fan didn't speak, he subconsciously covered his neck and lowered his head.

Zi lightly tapped her forehead and dismantled her: "I saw it all."

He sighed and couldn't bear to blame: "Do you know what's wrong with you?"

Chu Fan sniffed, feeling extremely sad, with tears in his eyes: "But brother's sword spikes are in his hands... Brother, there is no way that brother would give this thing to others."

Ziwei wants to say that your brother is missed by too many people...

He pondered for a moment, and finally sighed: "What about me?"

Ziwei looked down at her, "Am I not someone you can trust?"

Chu Fan's face was wrinkled from crying, and his shoulders shrank: "I don't, I don't believe in the Taoist priest... I just think that it's not worthwhile to let him touch him in exchange for the news of Brother A."

She blushed and buried herself in her knees, feeling extremely aggrieved: "But when he came over, he didn't feel the same way. I felt disgusting, I really couldn't stand it..."

Ziwei leaned over, raised her face, wiped away the tears, and asked again, "What about me?"

He gently rubbed the girl's blushing face with his chin, and then gently pecked and kissed along the shoulder and neck, and whispered softly, "Do you feel sick if I touch you?"

The kiss like a dragonfly fell on the neck tightly. Chu Fan was startled, he forgot to even cry, and hurriedly covered his neck with his hands, and whispered, "He kissed..."

"I don't like it." Chu Fan pushed open Zi Wei's chest and whimpered, "I want to take a bath first..."

"I've used the cleansing technique." Ziwei was a little helpless, "It's such an hour, there's no place to take a bath."

Chu Fan grabbed his sleeve and didn't let go.

Ziwei compromised.

He hugged the little girl, found a hot spring in the dense forest in the center of the dragon vein, and put her in it.

Chu Fan rubbed his body fiercely, and was about to take a silky pulp.

The hot spring is located in a mountain stream, surrounded by high cliffs, and the center is full of energy. The water is clear and the bottom can be seen. In the dense mist, you can see her white and red body.

Zi Wei propped her forehead and lowered her eyes, her silver hair was soaked in the hot spring, her nose was high and her lips were thin, her complexion was like snow, and her eyebrows were still not stretched.

He couldn't help but wonder, did she wash herself like this the first time?

Like rubbing yourself up.

Ziwei fished her into his arms, saw her messy sideburns, and her slightly red and bloodshot neck, and felt a faint warmth in her chest.

He pinched her waist, looked at her confused face, and, out of breath, let out his tail, filled it with water, and wrapped it around her legs.