Single Dog Ending System

Although Qin Lang really wanted to see the dream scene of the boy turning into a silver fox, he had to give up such a heaven-sent opportunity.

"What's wrong? Are you shy?" Qin Lang looked at him with a smile, and said thoughtfully and yet aggressively, "Okay, you just came out of Mu's house, it does take a while to get used to it. I'll go to sleep in the guest room tonight, But I'll only give you one night's acceptance, tomorrow night and beyond, we all need to share the same bed, see what I mean, little silver?

Mu Yin blushed and nodded.

"Now I'll ask you a few questions. After I ask you, you can rest first." Qin Lang put his hands and fingers on his unconscious legs and looked at him seriously and seriously.

Mu Yin moved to the cabinet next to him, and his face finally became normal. He looked back at Qin Lang and waited for Qin Lang to speak.

"First, what exactly is this ring?" Qin Lang raised his hand, the white jade finger was more transparent than before, and the faint lines on the surface became more obvious under such a transparent condition.

"This is the Xumi ring. It is also the first magic weapon my master gave me. There are special magic patterns on the ring, which can resist the blow of the Zifu cultivator at critical moments. I heard the old man say that your health is not very good. There are a lot of medicinal pills, which are good for you." Speaking of this, Mu Yin suddenly remembered, "Oh, by the way, I have erased my consciousness on the ring, if you drop a drop of blood on the ring, it belongs to you. Now, only you can take the things inside."

Qin Lang frowned. Although he didn't fully understand it, he realized that the ring was even more incredible than he thought. After being silent for a while, he chose the second question: "The second question, you said before that it was not Mu Yin, but now Tell me honestly, isn't it?"

Mu Yin shook his head: "I'm not very sure either."

Qin Lang added, "it doesn't matter if it's not. We're already married. I only recognize you. You just need to tell me the truth."

Mu Yin still shook his head: "I don't know... It can be said yes or no."

Qin Lang frowned again, "The third question, what's wrong with the doll you took out today? Could it be alive? I did see its eyes move. Is it a mutant beast?"

"No." Mu Yin quickly took out the doll out of thin air. This time, the doll did not receive the owner's instructions to restrict movement. Eyes, looking curiously at the new environment.

"This is Xiao Huai." Mu Yin explained, "She is a ghost puppet, she can devour some monsters and evil spirits, and like the ring that gave you, it is a magical weapon. It's just that she is aggressive, so I dare not let strangers touch her."

Qin Lang watched recklessly climb into his wheelchair, stand on the handle and tilt his head to look at his doll, with a strange and cute feeling.

"You don't have to be afraid. You... have my breath on your body, and she won't hurt you." I don't know what she remembered, and Mu Yin's normal face turned red again.

Qin Lang waited expressionlessly for him to take back the weird doll before saying: "The last question. You should know about your strange things and abilities, whether it's this ring or that doll, any one is enough to make you fall into extremes. In a dangerous situation, why do you still tell me? Are you not afraid that I will arrest you, torture you, and force you to threaten you with more things?"

Mu Yin shook his head and affirmed: "Don't be afraid. I know you won't hurt me."

Qin Lang looked at him angrily, as if he was dissatisfied that he was so naive and almost stupid: "Why? You just believe me? We have only known each other for a day."

Mu Yin's beautiful eyes looked straight at Qin Lang: "Didn't we have a grand ceremony? You also said that you should bind each other and encircle your life. I believe you shouldn't? Fox...my vigilance is still very strong."

In short, only believe in you, so don't casually perfunctory lies.

"..." Invisible flirting is the most deadly, Qin Lang suddenly lost his language ability.

Qin Lang looked at Mu Yin and moved his body again, guessing that the little fox was about to lose his hold, so he coughed lightly and said, "Well, I see. Although you still have many secrets, I also believe in you. It's okay to tell me when you think it's appropriate. Just go for it, rest early, good night, Xiaoyin."

Mu Yin nodded and watched him leave the room, then locked the door and quickly took off all his clothes. In the next instant, the handsome young man turned into a cloud of smoke, and the thin smoke naturally drifted away. With a nine-tailed fox whose hair is as pure and soft as silver snow.

The little fox wagged his tail, got up from the floor, moved his furry ears, looked at the big bed that was half his height, and didn't know what to think, a pair of slender eyes flashed, as if a little shy .

The little fox dexterously jumped onto the big bed, and stepped onto the bed with soft fleshy palms, making only a very slight noise. He pushed the quilt away with his claws, formed a small snowball by himself, and slept in the quilt full of the man's smell. The fox's nose is also very smart, not to mention that he has practiced, just sleeping on the bed like this makes him have the illusion of being surrounded by men.

The little fox, who had never experienced anything, was uncontrollably excited. He was a little surprised by his own reaction, and at a loss, he used his tail to wrap himself up, and the fluffy tail covered his entire head, as if no one would notice his strangeness—including himself.

"Ouch..." Qin Lang's blood boiled when he saw the system monitoring, and he really wanted to go back to kill a carbine and pull the little fox out of his bed, so the little fox who was panic-stricken hurriedly changed back to a human form, but the demon power was not enough, so he still He left the ears and tail, and a **** face sprouted, and then he pushed the poor and cute little fox down like this, the little fox cried and begged for mercy and wanted to ask for more...

Qin Lang fell into the beautiful YY and couldn't extricate himself, and the system couldn't bear to break his fantasy. But fantasies are fantasies because they are so easy to break. He didn't need to break it at all, he would have to break it himself.

The breakfast is very rich, and the aroma of the food awakens people who are still awake.

Qin Lang looked at Mu Yin who had just come down from the upstairs and said with a smile, "Come here and see if you like it or not. If you don't like it, I'll ask someone to do it again."

The butler quickly lifted the banner of assisting and added to Qin Lang with a smile: "Madam, sir, I don't know your taste. When I woke up early in the morning, someone prepared more than a dozen flavors, as well as milk, milk tea, juice..."

Mu Yin sat opposite Qin Lang, a little embarrassed, "I like to eat meat. But I don't choose anything else. Wouldn't it be too wasteful for you to prepare so much?"

"It's just that there are many dishes, but the portions are not large. You are still growing, so you should eat a little more." Qin Lang's words were not easily gentle and considerate.

"Hmm..." The little fox, who couldn't stand Qin Lang's offensive, lowered his head and started to eat. After eating for a while, he whispered, "Thank you."

"Why thank you? This is what I should do, you are my wife." Emphasize, ma'am!

However, the little fox's focus was not on his wife at all, "I was in Mu's house before, I didn't know them, I ran once, and then they locked me up and often didn't give me anything to eat, thinking that if I had no strength, I would not be able to do any more. Run away. After I got here, you were the only one who treated me so well…”

The housekeeper looked at Mrs. Xin sympathetically again, pity the child, and thought that when he arrived at the general's house, he could escape the misery of the slums, but he did not expect that the man who claimed to be his father would treat him like this, and it was no wonder that he had run away from marriage.

Qin Lang's eyes were cold for a moment, and then covered with tenderness: "You are my wife, I am not good to you and who is good to you? Don't worry, I will take good care of you and pamper you in the future."

Mu Yin responded, and hurriedly buried his head to eat. The man's gentle eyes seemed to be vortexes, attracting him to sink, and he couldn't watch it any longer, and the little demon power that was finally recovered would be disordered again.

He knew that a man would not hurt him, but if the mana of the human form was not enough to be exposed in front of him, I am afraid that the man would not accept him. The history of his father and mother's different paths is there, and men are not cultivators, so they may treat him as a monster.

Although he has the ability to peep into other people's inner thoughts, he can't predict this kind of thing that doesn't happen. Moreover, he is not one of those evil spirits, and generally does not like to explore other people's privacy except when necessary. He is a demon cultivator, and it is enough to instinctively perceive whether others have malice towards him.

Mu Yin thought about it, and unknowingly, he actually ate almost all the dishes on the large table. He looked embarrassedly at Qin Lang who had put down the spoon long ago, and then dug out from his memory what the man ate. He wanted to know about this man, his living habits and tastes.

After breakfast, Qin Lang took Mu Yin for a walk in the manor, and also brought Mu Yin to get acquainted with their home. In addition to the mansion decorated in a different world that Qin Lang usually lives in, in addition to the rose garden, the manor also has a luxurious fountain statue in the front yard and a large lawn in the back yard. empty.

The innermost part of the manor is an orchard, and Qin Lang and Mu Yin are in this orchard.

There is a special fruit that belongs to this world, called Lover's Fruit. The bright red fruit, the golden leaves, the sun shining from the cracks of the leaves, the golden red light reflected on the face of the lover, it is a very beautiful scenery. It is also the grove commonly used for dating in this world.

Its fruits are all paired in pairs, the shape is heart-shaped, and the size is very similar to that of cherries. Pick two and eat one of them intimately with your lover, but the fruits are too small, and they are always next to each other. Lovers' lips touch, both ambiguous and romantic. This is where the name of Lover's Fruit comes from.

"Xiao Yin, does it look good here?" Qin Lang looked up at Mu Yin, the warm tone environment, the boy's slightly cold hair was dyed warm, his lips were slightly raised, just like Qin Lang, admiring The only person in this fruit forest that he can see.

The boy's eyes are still clear and clean, but it may be because he is against the light, with a sharp edge in a trance, which is somewhat inconsistent with this warm orchard.

When he met the little fox's gaze, Qin Lang was inexplicably false. So before the little fox could answer him, he instructed the little fox to pick the fruit, ready to make a big move.

"Has Xiaoyin eaten this kind of fruit before?" Qin Lang pointed to the one on top of Mu Yin's head, "It's the kind, the red one is the best."

"It's the first time I saw it...it's very beautiful." Mu Yin picked one of the fruits where Qin Lang pointed, he saw two plump fruits close to each other, broke one open and handed it to Qin Lang, with red ears: "You eat too."

Qin Lang, who was about to show off a wave of operations: "..."

Helpless, he had to eat the other one that was cruelly separated into his mouth. Qin Lang shook his head and smiled: "Xiao Yin, this fruit is not eaten like this."

"Ah?" The simple little fox licked the mouth with the sweet and sour juice still remaining, and said puzzled, "There is no shell and no core... So small, do you still need to peel it, can't you eat it directly?"

Qin Lang laughed and asked Mu Yin to pick another one. This time, the fruit was no longer cruelly separated. Mu Yin held it in his hand and looked at Qin Lang.

Qin Lang asked Mu Yin to come over and pointed it out to him: "This fruit is called Lover's Fruit. Its shape is like a heart, just like the two hearts of a lover. But human hearts are fragile, so the branches that connect them together They are also very fragile, and they can be separated easily when they are easily folded. So, in order not to let the hearts of lovers be far away from each other, when we eat, we usually do this..."

Qin Lang's slightly cool hand picked up the fruits in Mu Yin's palm and put one of them into Mu Yin's mouth, while he lightly pressed Mu Yin's shoulder with one hand, approached him, bit the other lightly, two The fruit falls completely into the duo's mouth, leaving only light cyan twigs.

Qin Lang removed the obstructing twig with his hand, the ripe fruit fell off easily, so there was no obstacle between the two's lips, and they touched each other as expected.

The sweet taste exploded in his mouth, and Mu Yin opened his eyes to look at Qin Lang's smiling eyes. Incredibly soft, twitching his. It's this kind of taste... It's as sweet as it can be smelled, and I can't help but want more sweetness.

The chest is like a drum, beating and clamoring one after another, clamoring for what? want him! want him! The clear and incomparably strong thoughts startled him.

Mu Yin blinked several times.

Qin Lang thought he was shy, so he ended the relatively pure kiss and ate the lover fruit in his mouth.

A little of the bright red juice was soaked in the crevice of his lips, causing Qin Lang's always slightly pale lips to inadvertently dyed a coquettish red due to physical reasons. He didn't even realize how attractive he looked, and he didn't even know whether he was alive or dead. He teased: "Is it delicious, Xiao Yin? Do you want to eat another one?"

Mu Yin licked his lips, shook his head, and said honestly, "It's too sweet."

Qin Lang's face is "???", why don't you play cards according to the routine? Shouldn't it be nodding shyly for another fancy kiss, or hating how good or bad you are and then shyly running away? So sweet what the hell?

Qin Lang was thinking about the meaning of his little fox's "too sweet" when he was caught off guard by someone holding down the armrests on both sides of the wheelchair.

Qin Lang's alarms all sounded immediately! what is this? Chair boom? Such an attacking action, little fox, why don't you have OOC? ! Wait, this is not scientific, this is not scientific at all, aren't you very pure? What the **** is going on with that look in your eyes that you want to eat me like a little fruit?

However, no matter how confused Qin Lang was, Mu Yin was already blushing and touched the tip of his nose, his fiery breath hit his face, and the young boy's refreshing voice was now a little hoarse, "But I want to try, you eat Is that heart just right…”

Qin Lang's smile gradually disappeared, and he had a bad premonition, which belonged to the kind of premonition of being slapped by [beep-].

The moment his lips were kissed, his teeth were pried open, and his tongue was entangled, Qin Lang wanted to cry, Nima! What about the character of the attack?

Little fox, is your kissing skill so hot? Where is your hand touching, are you really a cultivator who has been practicing for 500 years, my friend? Let's calm down and sit down and talk about life, what do you think?

Ahhh! Let me struggle for a while, okay husband! I finally got an attacking character!

Hearing the sound of the favorability indicator in his head kept ringing, Qin Lang couldn't laugh at all—because he was dissatisfied with a big letter after being defeated by a kiss.