love challenge

Feeding fruit is certainly not difficult for Yang Li, but it is the first time that the object of feeding is so unruly.

Huazheng ate very slowly, and I don't know if he was using blindness as an excuse or something else. After a meal of fruit, Yang Li's palms were sweating, and the pheromones of the top alpha were rich and rich. It's not yet the special estrus period, but when the other party emits hormones like this, it's still a little dazed.

Hua Zheng was finally full.

His silver-white long hair would give Yang Li the illusion of vines, or some kind of water-shaped creature, scattered around his shoulders, making his facial features appear shallow.

Yang Li couldn't help staring at it for a long time. Of course, he remembered Ms. Chen's instructions, and tried to make his "staring" not too offensive.

Because of the reason he just came back, Huazheng was a little tired from the long journey. He didn't seem to have any desire to get to know or talk to the new housekeeper. After confirming that the housekeeper was obediently wearing the bell, he went back to his room to rest.

Yang Li could finally relax for a moment.

Ms. Chen was also relieved after a tense day.

"It seems that the master is very satisfied with you." Ms. Chen's tone has a tone of survival after a catastrophe.

Yang Li was not very sure: "Really?"

Ms. Chen: "He even made you feed the whole meal."

Yang Li was puzzled: "The previous butler...hasn't it?"

Ms. Chen didn't know if she was sympathetic or looked at him complicatedly: "How should I put it...Mr. doesn't like people touching him. As for other things like feeding fruit into his mouth, don't even think about it."

She seemed to think of something, and turned to Yang Li and asked, "Did you get your finger in his mouth just now?"

Yang Li touched his nose in embarrassment: "Yes, yes, I will be careful next time."

Ms. Chen waved her hand indifferently: "It doesn't matter, but... how does it feel?"

Yang Li subconsciously twirled his fingertips. He frowned as he recalled, and described with some uncertainty: "Hmm... like being licked by a cat?"

It's not the same feeling as being licked by a cougar's mechanical beast, but it's similar, the slight uneven undulations on the tongue are like water droplets rubbing against frosted glass.

Yang Li always felt that it belonged to the unique tongue touch of feline animals. As for why he connected Huazheng with mechanical beasts, the young housekeeper always felt that it should be his own problem.

At noon the next day, fresh beef shanks were brought over.

Yang Li changed into the breeches and leather boots he usually wears, and he wore a shirt with a large collar. His open chest was a beautiful chocolate-honey color, and because of the splitting of the cow's leg under the hot noon sun, the fine beads of sweat seemed to expose him. The outer skin is coated with a thin layer of wax oil.

The white cougar grunted loudly and gently brushed against his pant leg.

Yang Li is no longer as afraid of this mechanical beast as he was at the beginning. Occasionally, if the other party is in a good mood, he will even lie down and open his belly for the young and handsome housekeeper to stroke and massage.

It's just that besides Yang Li, there was another uninvited guest present today.

The owner of the manor——Hua Zheng, Master Hua, he came to the back garden at some unknown time, wearing an expensive silk pajamas, sitting casually against the edge of the bushes.

Yang Li had never seen a blind person who could travel so freely without a cane.

After the puma acted coquettishly, he lay down and returned to Hua Zheng's side. The other party's unfocused eyes fell on Yang Li's chest. The housekeeper obediently wore a bell collar, and the golden and exquisitely carved bell shook slightly, making a pleasant sound. Jingle.

Yang Li looked at his master worriedly: "How long have you been here?"

Huazheng groped, combing the mechanical beast's white mane with his slender fingertips. His skin color was more towards that unhealthy paleness. If it weren't for the blue blood vessels that were clearly eye-catching, he would almost be mixed with the white cougar up.

"Aren't you hot?" Yang Li approached the other party, and he stretched out his hand, trying in vain to help the other party block the scorching sun.

Even if Hua Zheng didn't say anything, looking at his blushed cheeks, he could tell that he stayed here for a long time. According to Yang Li's understanding, once the other party's crystal clear skin was sunburned, it would not be a problem. comfortable thing.

"Come back with me." Yang Li begged a little in his voice, "You've been exposed too badly."

Huazheng turned his head, as if he couldn't hear clearly, approached Yang Li's face, "stared" at him for a while, and said coldly: "I can't go back alone."

Yang Li: "..." Then how did you come out alone...

Huazheng raised his arm, Yang Li subconsciously wanted to help him up, but the man was dissatisfied and turned cold like a child.

"Squat down." Huazheng ordered.

Yang Li obediently turned his back and squatted down.

Hua Zheng snorted in satisfaction, wrapped his arms around Yang Li's neck, and laid his whole body on Yang Li's back.

Yang Li finally understood that Hua Zheng wanted to carry him on his own.

Just recite it, Yang Li resigned himself to his fate, he had never recited employers with disabilities before, but most of them were light female or frail male omega, and it was the first time to memorize a mature alpha.

Hua Zheng doesn't look heavy, but in fact he is a few centimeters taller than Yang Li, especially after lifting him up, the seemingly pale and weak man is actually quite muscular.

Yang Li supported Huazheng's buttocks. He was very careful, keeping in mind Ms. Chen's clause that the master didn't like being touched by others. The man was quite comfortable on his back. I don't know whether it was intentional or not, his lips were close to his. The auricles are very close, and every breath can be heard clearly.

The sound of the bell was soft because of Yang Li's walking. As soon as Yang Li lowered his head, he saw Hua Zheng's slender fingers playing with it deftly. The circle, clinging to the skin of his chocolate-colored neck.

Yang Li: "..."

He had a feeling that someone was strangling his throat, which was different from the first time the mechanical beast bit the bell around his neck. Huazheng's fingertips were pale and glaring, like cold white-edged knives, dangerous but strangely erotic.

Yang Li couldn't help rolling his Adam's apple.

Huazheng leaned into his ear, and suddenly said coldly: "How long will it take for you to be in heat?"