"What are you bringing back? I'm not drunk." Zhao Xuan said in the most serious tone that he was not drunk.

Huan Ning supported her chin with her hand. The fox ears on her head were exposed at some point, and a fox tail swayed unbridled behind her. "I think you are already drunk."

Yanlan wanted Huan Ning to see what she was like now. She said that the young master was drunk, but in fact she might not be in good shape either.

In the end, Mingxuan and Yanlan made a tacit agreement to keep an eye on the other, so that they wouldn't have to continue fighting for wine.

In a tacit agreement to retreat, Ming Xuan took Zhao Xuan away first, while Yan Lan accompanied Huan Ning.

Mingxuan had a good memory and took Zhao Xuan all the way back to the palace. The guards at the palace did not recognize Mingxuan, but they were unforgettable. After all, there was probably only one monk like Mingxuan in the entire demon world.

It was Zhao Xuan who took Ming Xuan out before, but when he came back, it was Ming Xuan who supported Zhao Xuan. Of course, the journey was still smooth and no one dared to stop him.

While walking, Mingxuan felt the demon guards guarding the palace gate. He couldn't help but glance at them several times, and almost no one could ignore the fox tail wrapped around his waist.

Especially the several personal guards in Zhao Xuan's dormitory were stunned for a moment, and then stepped forward one after another, "Why don't you come down?"

One of the bodyguards had been with Zhao Xuan since he was a child, and could barely be regarded as the first bodyguard around the Little Demon King. Therefore, he naturally reached out and planned to take over Zhao Xuan from Mingxuan.

They didn't know how to address Mingxuan, so they could only use a respectful attitude and tone.

Zhao Xuan hummed, his tone full of disgust, and he naturally moved closer to Mingxuan, leaning his head on his shoulder, tilting his head, with his face facing his neck, and his warm breath kept hitting Mingxuan's neck.

A canine's sense of smell is extremely keen, especially when his mind is not clear and he is left with only instinct.

What he said was illogical.

"Want a sweet smell, a sweet smell..."

Silent murmuring is no different from speaking loudly to a group of people.

The guards looked confused, and then someone looked at Mingxuan uncertainly, seeming to ask him silently, is this Xiangxiang him?

Mingxuan pursed his lips and said, "I'll do it."

He did not answer the questions of these guards and rejected their intention to help Zhao Xuan.

The guard was stunned for a moment, and then he paused for a moment and retracted his outstretched hand.

After Ming Xuan helped Zhao Xuan into the inner hall, several people looked at each other.

"Do you want to inform the Demon King and Demon Queen about the young master's drunkenness?"

"It's better not to use it, right? If the young master knows, he will definitely be punished."

They dared not speak and could only look at each other with their eyes.

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inner hall.

Zhao Xuan doesn't like to be touched by others, even if he is a demon clan, he will reject it very much.

Besides... even if the guards insist on helping Zhao Xuan away, Ming Xuan will not let go.

Just...who is Xiangxiang?

Because of this problem, Mingxuan put Zhao Xuan on the bed. After putting it straight, he stared at someone for a long time, and even opened the foxtail that someone wanted to wrap around.

The fox tail seemed to have the ability to think. After being opened by Mingxuan, it rolled into a ball in grievance. Less than a moment later, it quietly touched Mingxuan's waist again, as if to test whether he was there. angry?

Mingxuan didn't do anything this time, but the fox tail couldn't get close to his clothes, let alone wrapped around his waist, even touching his cassock seemed to have an invisible barrier.

This barrier blocked Mingxuan from behind. Foxtail tried his best up and down, left and right, but couldn't touch anyone, feeling extremely aggrieved.

"Why don't you let me pester you?" Zhao Xuan suddenly opened his eyes and said something shocking.

Mingxuan frowned slightly, "Are you pretending to be drunk?"

The fox ears on Zhao Xuan's head moved. "Why are you pretending to be drunk? I'm not drunk."

Ming Xuan stopped talking and stared at Zhao Xuan with deep eyes. He gently lifted his cassock and smoothed it, not intending to pay attention to him.

Zhao Xuan gently poked the empty wall twice with his fox tail. He couldn't reach anyone, so he wasn't angry, but just confused, "Are you angry?"

"Who is Xiangxiang?" Mingxuan closed his eyes. He was meditating, but his mind was not at peace.

The heat between his brows kept telling him that he couldn't calm down at all, and even if he closed his eyes, he was just lying.

"Xiangxiang?" Zhao Xuan seemed to have suddenly lost his memory. Ming Xuan took a deep breath and glanced at Zhao Xuan lightly, as if he felt that he was being played.

Fox eyes are ominous in the aesthetics of the human race, but when they appear on Zhao Xuan, with his body, fox ears, and fox tail, he is still inexplicably cute.

Ming Xuan slightly lifted the hem of his cassock and stretched his legs, as if he was planning to get out of bed and leave.

"You smell so good." Zhao Xuan paused for a moment and quickly realized it. His innocent tone was like a sudden pour of water, directly extinguishing the rising anger.

Mingxuan made a move, "?"

He calmly took back the action of putting on his shoes. It seemed that his legs were numb and he just wanted to move his body.

"I have no fragrance."

The prayer beads in my hand were turning one after another, but I had long forgotten the original purpose of holding the beads in my hand.

Zhao Xuan came closer, his nose almost touching Ming Xuan's clothes, "You smell really good, can you share some with me?"

The barrier that separated the two of them had long since disappeared with his words, "You smell so good on your body." As soon as it disappeared, Zhao Xuan began to stick to it unscrupulously.

His hands... were not very calm, and he reached to the hem of his cassock several times. This happened so quickly that Mingxuan forgot to defend himself, and Zhao Xuan hugged his neck and chewed him twice.

This gnawing goes beyond the Tianfo Sect education that Mingxuan received. He was brought to Tianfo Sect by his master at the age of three, and has been living and cultivating in Tianfo Sect since then.

He didn't accept much, at least this was an area he had never been exposed to.

Ming Xuan didn't know why Zhao Xuan jumped on him at first, inhaling the so-called fragrance like an addiction, until Zhao Xuan messed up his clothes and took off the outermost red cassock.

Zhao Xuan's lips were close to Ming Xuan's neck, and he liked it there for some reason, as if there was a real fragrance.

The Buddha, who was about to be enshrined on the altar, was attacked again and again by Zhao Xuan, until the clothes on both of them fell to the ground one by one.

Ming Xuan finally realized something was wrong, and Zhao Xuan's reaction was a bit like... estrus.

Estrus is the instinct of animals, and the nine-tailed fox will naturally have its estrus period, but compared to some low-level monsters, the nine-tailed fox belongs to the highest echelon of the food chain, and its estrus period is different from other people's.

For example, the estrus period of snakes is at a fixed time, and they will go into estrus after shedding. At this time, they only have the instinct of animals. No matter whether they are in front of people or other monsters, they do not pick people, let alone whether they like them or not. .

The five-tailed fox will also have such a situation. Only when it reaches a certain level, such as the stage of becoming a god, can it find other ways to solve it.

The nine-tailed fox may or may not be in estrus. It all depends on the individual. The situation is very special.

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