Meow ~

In the newly listed Guize Mountain Mansion, another batch of spiritual materials were sent to the alchemy room.

I don't know how many times he was locked outside the alchemy room, Cheng Yuan stared at the closed stone door in front of him and bared his teeth fiercely, seriously considering whether he should let the boys under him paddle and stop looking for spiritual materials so hard... Ah Zhao will be unhappy.

Cheng Yuan growled depressingly, but after all, he obediently lay down in front of the door, quietly waiting for Ye Zhao to come out.

It was already three days later when the stone door of the alchemy room opened.

The faint fragrance of pills spread from inside, and Cheng Yuan knew that the alchemy was done this time when he smelled it lightly - and the quality of the pills was not low.

That also means that Ye Zhao will be in a good mood... His mind turned, and he made up his mind in an instant, kicked his hind legs, and threw himself at the person who was showing his figure behind the stone gate.

At first he saw a fierce white-fronted tiger taller than himself rushing towards him, but thanks to Ye Zhao not avoiding it, he was immediately thrown into his arms, and then fell on the soft, warm, velvet cushion—— Holding his sweetheart with his powerful front legs, His Highness the Demon King twisted his body in mid-air, and placed himself under Ye Zhao.

"Bang!", Cheng Yuan fell heavily to the ground.

"Cat!" Ye Zhao didn't care about getting angry, and got up in a hurry, stroking his big white tiger up and down, "Does it hurt? Where did it hit? Here? Here?"

Cheng Yuan hummed and chirped in unison, his heart was very hot - obviously it was not the first time he played such a trick.

Seeing this man still looking nervous no matter how many times, Cheng Yuan's brain twitched, and he suddenly stuck out his tongue, making Ye Zhao's face drool.

"Cheng Yuan!"

"Meow~~~"

"..."

I like it so much, seeing Ye Zhao's face shy, angry, disgusted, distressed, helpless and all kinds of emotions tangled together, Cheng Yuan felt like a layer of honey had been poured in his heart.

I like to hear Ye Zhao's nice voice calling me "cat", and I like to see Ye Zhao feel sorry for himself.

I like Ye Zhao who is so silly, who is tricked by himself time and time again.

Plan and pay, Samsung is in the sky.

In the alchemy room in Guize Mountain Mansion, the ground fire that should have been extinguished after the alchemy was completed was still burning fiercely, adding a warm warmth to the diabolical atmosphere in the air.

Cheng Yuan, who had already turned into a human form, slumped softly on the bed, but his gaze was still greedily lingering on his lover's body.

Ye Zhao had been practicing alchemy for many days, and he was already a little tired. He wanted to take a nap at this moment, but his overly blazing eyes made him unable to calm down.

He sighed inwardly, but he wasn't annoyed, although he still closed his eyes and rested his mind, his fingers precisely pinched Cheng Yuan's ears and rubbed them gently.

——When he was with Ye Zhaohuan, Cheng Yuan would occasionally show some original shapes because of "overexcitement", such as white, soft, fluffy and sensitive ears, or rubbing around Ye Zhao's thighs in a seemingly non-existent way Tail.

Of course, there is absolutely no place where the original shape should not appear, just like at this moment, with Ye Zhao's rubbing, Cheng Yuan's face that had just faded from the blush was dyed bright red again, but it was still smooth and tender, without any extra hair.

"Azhao...um...Azhao..."

"Are you comfortable?"

"Comfortable, um..."

Cheng Yuan has always been honest in his desires, so he doesn't have the boring shame of human beings.However, past experience told him that this kind of consolation was the limit, and Ye Zhao would never press him down again.

Ye Zhao is extremely strict with himself and never indulges in lust. This is the second thing Cheng Yuan hates—second only to Ye Zhao's resistance to daytime prostitution.

But how could he be willing to force Ye Zhao...

When he stretched out his arms to hug Ye Zhao, Cheng Yuan couldn't help it again, his fingertips ran across his lover's back, and gently stroked the welts that he had stroked countless times.

After so many years, the initial wound has long since healed, but Cheng Yuan still seems to be able to see the bloody scene that day.

"Azhao..."

"Keep it."

This kind of dialogue has been carried out countless times, and Ye Zhao knows what he wants to say without Cheng Yuan opening his mouth.

In fact, Cheng Yuan also knew that if Ye Zhao wanted to get rid of these welt marks, he didn't even need any panacea.People who practice Taoism exercise their bodies every day, what kind of scars can't be removed?

Ye Zhao left these traces on purpose. In order to alert himself, what was docilely curled up in his arms was a fierce tiger that killed people like chickens.Ye Zhao didn't hide this intention from Cheng Yuan from the very beginning.

Cheng Yuan didn't have the slightest bit of anger, only countless heartaches.

——His Ah Zhao, even with such vigilance, she still embraced him and opened her chest to him.