Chapter Twenty-Four: Leaking Wind Tooth Imprint
Zi Ling glared fiercely at the light purple "diaper", feeling an urge to slap the "diaper" onto the little demon's face. This little demon was already perverted, did she also want to drag him down into perversion with her?
A six-year-old kid still needs diapers? Can't you have some common sense?
"Is Ling'er being naughty again? Hmm?" Wei Chi Yin Luo held the "diaper" in his palm, his gaze moving from her small beautiful legs to that faintly angry doll-like face.
"Heh heh..." Zi Ling suddenly laughed, a few points of eerie laughter, even Wei Chi Yin Luo didn't know why she was laughing so wildly?
People who have been oppressed for a long time will get schizophrenia...
At this moment, Ziling felt that if she could still tolerate Xiao Yaoguai's abnormal behavior, then she was a snake spirit disease.
You touched me, I tolerated it. You took off my clothes, I tolerated it. You slapped my butt, I also tolerated it.
Damn it, now you want me to change diapers? I'd rather change your brother-in-law's diapers!
Even rabbits will bite when they're desperate, I'm going all out with you!
Wei Chi Yin Luo felt a spark of fire in Zi Ling's eyes, which suddenly spread and turned into two flames. The next moment, she rushed into his arms, almost at the same time, he felt a sharp pain on the side of his neck.
Her movements were quick, fierce and accurate, almost completed in an instant.
Zi Ling exerted all her might, biting down hard on a piece of his flesh, the metallic taste of blood spreading to her mouth, but she didn't let go.
Wei Chi Yinluo's calm Danfeng eyes floated with a hint of demonic color, the black eyeballs that occupied two-thirds of the white of his eyes were like a stroke of thousand-year-old ink, and as they spread out, they seemed like a pair of inkstones that sucked away people's souls.
Zi Ling was now head-buried and biting hard, not seeing Wei Chi Yan Luo's changing eye color, unaware that after she saw this, would her teeth still be able to bite like they were now?
"Is the blood of this palace edible?" The chilly voice seemed to have floated up from the nine layers of hell.
"Mm." Zǐ Líng reluctantly nodded, her voice muffled as she spoke with a mouthful of food, stubbornly refusing to spit it out.
Bright red blood flowed down from his elegant neck, like a beautiful red thread, slipping into the pale purple collar of his clothes.
Wei Chi Yin Luo's lips curled up into a shallow, enchanting smile. "Little thing, you've finally bared your claws?"
It's really fierce...
His palm stuck to her smooth and silky back, his middle finger lightly touched the Fengmen acupoint, and slid down in a beautiful line, all the way to the waist eye position, pausing for a moment.
"How did so much cold sweat come out on Ling'er's back?" He seemed to be ignoring the fact that he was bitten, and also ignored the stinging pain on his neck. The chilly words made Ziling furious, wishing she could bite off a piece of his flesh to vent her anger.
The cold sweat on her back wasn't given by him?
"It seems that Ling'er is not a well-behaved child after all, but... a little fox with sharp teeth." He shook his head and sighed softly, his melancholic voice seeming to hold a hint of indulgence, yet also helplessness.
And his slender middle finger pressed down slightly on her waist button.
"Ah~" Zi Ling cried out in pain, her small mouth finally releasing its tight grip on the meat.
A blood-stained bite mark was left on his beautiful neck.
Zi Ling glanced at the little demon's neck, and her heart was filled with joy. However, a layer of misty fog rose in the clear crystal, as if accusing "Dad" of mistreating her just now.
After being a spy for three years, her tearful skills can be said to have been honed to perfection, and she is naturally skilled at using her eyes to conquer the hard hearts of men.
However, since her eyes have been uncomfortable for a year, Dr. Lu told her that if she sheds more tears, she will go blind. Therefore, she no longer uses this technique, even when her eyes are welling up with tears, she won't let them flow out. So now, when acting, she tries not to act in crying scenes. Although she has "Blind Wolf Potato", who wants to live a life of endless darkness?
Wei Chi Yin's gaze lingered on her lips, stained red with blood. His throat tightened inexplicably as he supported the back of her head with his palm. He leaned in to cover her lips, but instead met a pair of tearful deer-like eyes.
He whispered a gentle smile, his nose tip against hers, thin lips almost about to touch her small mouth, softened his voice and said: "This palace was bitten by you but didn't cry, why are you crying?"
The little fairy spoke, and the cheap hand gently pressed on her sore waist, his palm seemed to bring a warm current into her waist, and in a moment, the sore waist didn't hurt at all.
"Daddy, Ling'er didn't mean to bite you. Ling'er didn't want to wear diapers, so she bit Daddy in a moment of desperation. Can Ling'er blow on it to make it feel better? It won't hurt if I blow on it." Her innocent eyes sparkled with tears of grievance, her soft and fluffy face, combined with this "I know I was wrong" expression, makes one's heart ache a little.
Wei Chi Yinluo Dan feng eye flapped once, as if considering her words, he did not speak, did not move, Zi Ling could only stick to her nose to nose like this, one of his cheap hands was pressing on the back of her head, even if she wanted to retreat, it was impossible.
After a moment of silence, his index finger pressed against her lips, rubbing them gently for a while. He then put his finger in his mouth and sucked it, closing his eyes in apparent enjoyment, letting out a low hum.
There are perverts every year, but there are especially many today. How did she encounter such a freak?
Is saliva delicious? Is blood delicious? Can you be even more perverted?
"This palace doesn't want Ling'er to blow, this palace wants Ling'er to lick." Yu Chi Yin Luo's enchanting voice sounded in Zi Ling's ear.
