【Quick Travel】Daily life of scheming beauties playing tricks

But Yuanyi just glanced at the other party lightly, then turned his head and stopped looking.

"Go in and sleep with Shen Tangshu."

Mo Yu curled his lips in grievance, and thumped his furry tail on the ground unwillingly.

Seeing that the woman was still indifferent, he narrowed his eyes, then turned around and walked towards the temple pretending to be lost. However, when he approached the door, he suddenly changed back to his original form and ran towards the canoe. With a strong force of his hind legs, he plunged into the soft arms.

Yunyi opened his eyes helplessly, looked at the enlarged wolf face in front of him and his tone became more serious: "Go down, Mo Yu."

"Ow~"

Howling without any meaning, the other party even tilted his head innocently, pretending not to understand anything.

"Mo Yu."

"Ow?"

"..."

Rubbing

Yunyi was forced to raise her head as the front of her neck was cupped by the other party. She sighed helplessly and finally gave in after a long while: "You can sleep here."

As soon as he finished speaking, the weight on his body suddenly increased, and the furry touch on his neck became soft.

Mo Yu was stunned, and his lips began to rub against the soft skin below uncontrollably. But before he could taste it carefully, his body was pushed aside.

"Don't turn into a human."

The young man was kneeling down, subconsciously controlling himself not to look at the other person's strong presence...

Although Mo Yu was unwilling, he was afraid of being kicked off, so he obediently changed back to his original form and lay down beside Yun Yi obediently.

The matter had been resolved, and Yunyi fell into a state of meditation, while Mo Yu was tossing and turning and had insomnia.

Although the touch just lasted only for a breath, the feeling it gave him lasted until now.

At this moment, there was still a tingling feeling on his lips, and the tingling started from his lips and spread to the whole body, especially the indescribable place... which became particularly strange.

Raising the wolf's head, Mo Yu's straight golden pupils were fixed on the cheek of the woman beside him. His eyes moved from the eyebrows to the neck, and then moved up again to stare at the red lips.

After a while, he couldn't help but get closer. Smelling the breath that was so close to his nose, he finally couldn't help but lick it.

In an instant, Yunyi opened her eyes, and the one who had done the bad thing was already lying motionless on the couch with his back to her, but his increasingly obvious rapid heartbeat had betrayed him.

Feeling the moisture on her lips, Yunyi sighed helplessly and raised her hand to wipe it clean.

As she expected, tonight was very restless.

Mo Yu, who had just succeeded, seemed to have tasted the benefits, and she secretly transformed back into a human form after she entered the cultivation state again.

It seemed that he was afraid of waking her up, so he didn't come close to her. Only his lips rested on her eyebrows, the bridge of her nose, and finally rested on her lips.

Hearing the sudden heavy breathing above him and the movements on his lips, Yunyi opened his eyes again.

Mo Yu, who had been observing her, stopped and moved a certain distance away, but his eyes were still focused on her mouth.

Yunyi narrowed his eyes: "Mo Yu, go to the temple and sleep."

Mo Yu swallowed, an extremely unfamiliar feeling filled his body, and his breathing became heavier unconsciously.

"Le'an...I feel so uncomfortable..."

After saying that, the golden pupils had turned into dark gold.

At this moment, they don't want to leave each other for a moment, and the distance seems to be getting closer again.

At this moment, out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the woman raising her hand to deal with him. Mo Yu suddenly froze, and instantly changed back to his original form, and jumped to the other side of the wooden couch obediently.

"I'm so sleepy, Le'an...I'm going to sleep first, snoring--" After saying that, he snored involuntarily and could no longer be fake, but he managed to escape and was not kicked off the boat.

Tonight's dream was full of colors, taking Mo Yu to experience the first wave of rain that he had never experienced before, but he slowly woke up at the most critical moment.

Looking at the whitened sky, Mo Yu whimpered softly. When he got up, he didn't even dare to look back at the person who usually wanted to stay with him every day.

After standing on the wooden couch for a long time, he finally jumped to the shore without looking back.

...

At this moment, the martial arts arena in the East Palace

Wen Changsi's upper body was bare, his smooth muscle lines were very beautiful, and there was a thin layer of sweat hanging on the bulging muscles. He kept waving the long knife in his hand, beating the people in front of him back again and again, until he fell off the ring. .

The person who was knocked off the ring showed no sign of reluctance. Instead, he knelt down and looked at Wen Changsi excitedly: "Your Highness is really brave!"

However, Liu Se walked over worriedly at this moment, his tone uncertain: "Your Highness... your shoulder injury... is it okay?"

Wen Changsi's brows furrowed, and he was obviously very puzzled by this.

Ever since he was injured on the battlefield two years ago, the right shoulder where he holds a knife has developed a root cause of the disease, causing unbearable pain whenever he swings the knife.

But as the god of war among the people, he could not fall down, so he came to practice every day. However, instead of getting better, the injury worsened, so he was forced to put it down.

But today, because he was thinking about the dreams of the past few days and the orders that could not be washed off his hands, he could not sleep for a long time.

He simply called people to the martial arts arena. He wanted to vent at will, but...it gave him a huge surprise.

It doesn't hurt anymore...Does that mean he will recover?

Thinking of this, Wen Changsi's unchanging and serious face was filled with less obvious joy. He handed the knife to Liu Se beside him: "Wipe the sweat."

"Yes"

Liu Se took the long knife respectfully, took the handkerchief and began to wipe Wen Changsi's palm, indifferent to the word "retreat" on it.

What they can't see, Wen Changsi has tested, only he can see it, otherwise he wouldn't be so bold to show it to everyone.

The sweat on his chest and back was wiped dry on his hands. Wen Changsi was about to pick up the long knife again, but his eyes were attracted to the palm of his hand.

Why does he feel...the color seems to be lighter?

Seemingly in disbelief, Wen Changsi raised his hand and carefully observed the order in his hand, and found that it was indeed the case. Compared with the previous days and this morning, the order at this moment had a tendency to turn gray... Why?

Combined with some abnormal circumstances, a ridiculous guess appeared in his mind. He immediately picked up the knife in Liu Se's hand and ordered: "Come again."

The sparring thugs took orders and stood on the stage, getting into fighting postures, and Wen Changsi also got into a fight with him.

You come and go, round after round, always with ease, and there is a tendency to become more courageous with each battle.

Wen Changsi's eyes became more and more excited. Suddenly, a heartbreaking and familiar pain came from his shoulder. He immediately stopped moving, leaving a line of cold sweat on his forehead.

Seeing this, Liu Se immediately stopped and came forward to check.

Wen Changsi gasped, raised his hand and glanced at the palm of his hand, his pupils gradually narrowed.

really

The order in the palm of his hand disappeared completely, and the same bravery as before also disappeared.