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Chapter 135

Zhiyuan's chest was empty, and the sweet and greasy aroma around the tip of his nose also dissipated.

There was only a bare pillow on the bed, without a quilt, and Ming Shu curled up in a corner against the wall, not daring to move.

The thin strap he used to hold his tail... seemed to have come loose.

The tail broke free and stretched under the wrapping of the clothes, gently bumping against the skin and fabric.

This tail was not very controllable in the first place. He didn't wear the thickest coat tonight. He was sitting on Zhiyuan's lap just now. If he wasn't paying attention, he would be spotted.

No wonder the system prompts popped up... Without this prompt, he was affected by the blood of the succubus, and his mind was not clear enough, so he might really be discovered.

Mingshu was afraid for a while, since there are so many dungeons, he hasn't experienced mission failure yet.

He was forced to pull in the dungeons of these series, which is different from other players. If the mission fails, he doesn't know what kind of punishment will be imposed.

Zhiyuan looked at Ming Shu who was huddled in the corner, and said in a more serious tone, "Come here."

There was no light in the room, and his back was facing the window, so Mingshu couldn't see his expression clearly at this time.

He regretted it a bit... He should have left as soon as the task was completed. He came to Zhiyuan's bedroom alone at night, such an obvious seduction, hugged and touched, can Zhiyuan let him go?

Mingshu finally understood that the Zhiyuan in front of him was still the former Sangyin, no matter how indifferent he was on the surface, he would still like him.

But now is not the time to be happy. According to past experience, he took the initiative to tease the other party, and he probably won't be able to escape smoothly.

Ming Shu's cheeks were flushed, she hugged her knees tightly and did not move, thinking about what to do.

He also thought about the past, the time just now was too short, he wanted to be closer to Zhiyuan even in his dreams.

However, the mission must not fail, and with the posture just now, he was even afraid that the tail would come out by itself and wrap around Zhiyuan's hand.

Mingshu didn't listen to him, Zhiyuan only waited for a moment, and his patience was exhausted.

He reached out to grab Mingshu's ankle and drag him over.

With this familiar habit and behavior, Ming Shu's mind was overwhelmed, he slapped Zhiyuan's hand away vigorously, turned his head and ran towards the door.

No, no, no... The task is more important, he can't care about anything else now, hiding the tail well is the only thing to do.

But when Ming Shu came to the door at the fastest speed, he found that the door couldn't be opened, no matter how hard he pushed it, he couldn't move it.

He groped in the dark for the door, which wasn't locked at all, nor when he came in, and it was sealed now.

With a gust of wind blowing behind him, Ming Shu turned around and leaned against the closed door, nervously protecting her tail.

Zhiyuan had already come in front of him, his spread wings blocked the moonlight, and shrouded Mingshu in the shadow, full of pressure.

He was only one step away from Ming Shu, his wings drooped slightly: "What are you running for?"

Ming Shu couldn't express his suffering, so he could only bow his head in silence, breathing tremblingly.

"Regret?" Zhiyuan said softly, reaching out to Mingshu: "Come here."

He wasn't asking for Mingshu's opinion, even if he regretted it, everything that happened now was caused by himself.

And in the past few days, the love and dependence that Mingshu showed in front of him intentionally or unintentionally.

Zhiyuan originally thought that he was innocent by nature and didn't understand anything, but it turned out not to be like that.

If she was really innocent and ignorant, she wouldn't beg him to hug her.

"Boom—"

There was a muffled thunder outside, and Ming Shu trembled.

Zhiyuan showed all his patience and coaxed, "Aren't you afraid?"

Mingshu raised her head and looked at him with timid eyes.

It's definitely impossible to walk... He slowly stepped forward, and was held by Zhiyuan into his arms again.

Zhiyuan easily picked him up by the waist and walked towards the bed.

Mingshu was very nervous, afraid that Zhiyuan would touch the tail next to his leg, so he hung down awkwardly with one hand and clutched the hem of his clothes.

Fortunately, Zhiyuan didn't notice, he put Mingshu gently on the bed, and reached down with one hand to touch his icy ankle.

Ming Shu was in a hurry just now, he forgot to put on his shoes, and stepped on the stone surface with his bare feet, only then did he feel cold.

He retracted his feet and quietly pressed his tail.

There was a soft "pop", and the two lamps in the dormitory lit up.

Zhiyuan folded his wings, leaned against the head of the bed in a thin coat, and stretched out his hand to Mingshu again, beckoning him to come over.

This time Mingshu became more obedient, moved over obediently, adjusted his posture and pressed his tail, and leaned into Zhiyuan's arms actively.

Zhiyuan hugged Mingshu, and slowly stroked his back with his palm, and said slowly, "Afraid of me?"

It was his request, and it was also his desire to escape. In Zhiyuan's eyes, this kind of change can only be attributed to Mingshu's timidity.

Even though I had the courage to come over and say those words, but I still couldn't bear the real consequences, so I was afraid.

Ming Shu whispered: "No, no."

He moved uneasily, carefully sizing up Zhiyuan's expression: "My lord, I was wrong..."

Zhiyuan's tone remained unchanged: "What's wrong?"

He hugged him tightly, and the body temperature was mixed through the fabric of the clothes. Mingshu blushed and said, "I...I shouldn't have come to you."

The two were too close, and Ming Shu was a little dizzy, and with the tense emotions and fright just now, his eyes were moist.

"This is not good..." He stammered, "The heavens...have rules..."

The previous envoy in the West Temple was expelled by Zhiyuan because of his lack of purity in this respect.

It was also because of this incident, no matter how indulgent Zhiyuan was, asking him to rub medicine on himself, and even hugging him, Ming Shu subconsciously felt that Zhiyuan would not do anything to him.

He is the master of the temple, the archangel of the highest rank, how could he be so easily...

Zhiyuan raised Mingshu's chin and stroked the side of his face: "Who made the rules?"

Ming Shu was taken aback, completely unexpected that Zhiyuan would ask such a question.

He overlooked one point, the archangel is not a god, and if he is not a god, he will naturally have emotions and desires.

And in the entire temple, there was indeed no one who dared to question Zhiyuan...

Zhiyuan's eyes fell on Mingshu's stunned appearance, he brushed the hair on the side of Mingshu's neck, and the sweet fragrance came out.

Zhiyuan narrowed his eyes slightly, pinched the back of Mingshu's neck and approached, his expression seemed to be in a trance for a moment: "On you..."

The fragrance is stronger than before, oozing out one by one.

Ming Shu hurriedly pushed Zhiyuan away, shrank like a quail.

The effect of the angel perfume is limited. He sprayed it on his body before going out, so he doesn't know how much is left.

Unable to break free from Zhiyuan's embrace, Mingshu said aggrievedly, "Don't bully me..."

He wanted to go back, and if he didn't leave, he was afraid that he would really be discovered.

Zhiyuan's eyes were dark, and his heart seemed to be filled with gloom. Looking at Mingshu's state, he couldn't help but feel soft-hearted.

He took Mingshu's hand and kissed his fingertips: "Don't be afraid."

Mingshu blushed, and the struggling movement disappeared, Zhiyuan hugged him again, stroking his warm fingertips along the cuff.fun reading

"What are you afraid of?" He said in a low voice with heavy eyes, "Who said you want to stay by my side?"

Ming Shu didn't make a sound, this was what he said last night, but he didn't expect it to be like lifting a rock to shoot himself in the foot.

After a while, Mingshu found that Zhiyuan just hugged him and didn't want to do anything to him.

The tail was also hidden smoothly, and Mingshu's tense mood finally eased a lot, leaning against Zhiyuan's arms and yawning.

It was raining heavily outside, and the sound of the falling rain was even more hypnotic. With Zhiyuan by his side, his presence was a kind of comfort to Mingshu.

Mingshu's sleepiness welled up, Zhiyuan raised his hand to wipe away the tears from the corner of his eyes: "Sleepy?"

He didn't seem to want Mingshu to leave, but Mingshu didn't dare to sleep here.

He let out a "hmm" and tentatively said, "I want... to go back."

Zhiyuan remained silent, Mingshu mustered up his courage, put his arms around his neck, and kissed him on the side of the cheek.

The soft touch faded away quickly, and with a faint sweet fragrance, Mingshu's cheeks flushed slightly: "I dare not...stay."

He euphemistically expressed his concerns. He was an envoy, and he shouldn't have done such a thing.

Zhiyuan remained silent, his eyes fell on Mingshu's lips.

Mingshu understood ignorantly, leaned over and kissed again, this time on the chin.

He intentionally didn't kiss Zhiyuan directly, fearing that he wouldn't be able to hold it back for a while, so he just wanted to mean it.

He behaved innocently and shyly, very much like the first love, and he didn't dare to do more transgressive things.

Zhiyuan finally compromised, squeezed Mingshu's palm: "Okay."

It was still raining outside, Zhiyuan wrapped his robe around Mingshu's body, and personally sent him back.

The two of them were silent all the way, Zhiyuan took Mingshu's hand, occasionally evoking his fingers to rub lightly.

The task was completed and the tail was kept, Mingshu finally became happy at this moment.

If it weren't for tonight, he might not have guessed how much Zhiyuan liked him... But when will the task of maintaining the disguise be considered complete?

Before that, wouldn't he be able to get closer to Zhiyuan... Mingshu was secretly disappointed, and then thought, it's okay to kiss normally, right?

So when Zhiyuan sent him to the door, Mingshu couldn't hold back, put his arms around Zhiyuan's neck and kissed him, firmly on the lips.

He could only go so far, turned around and fled after the kiss, hiding in the house and closing the door as if afraid that Zhiyuan would catch him back again.

After a while, there was no movement outside the house, Ming Shu quietly opened a crack in the door to check, and confirmed that Zhiyuan had left.

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Far away on the other side of the inner hall, Zhiyuan returned to the sleeping hall, his eyes froze when he glanced at a certain place.

He stepped forward and picked up a thin ribbon from the sheet.

The ribbon is very soft and exudes a strong sweet aroma.

This is Mingshu.