The Enemy Sticks to Me Every Day

Rong Yu slipped faster than the rabbit at the critical moment.

The tentacles climbed along the walls and vines, swiftly like rushing thunder and lightning, and sensitive and dancing like golden snakes.

Rong Yu was faster and more agile than them. After a while, he jumped from the floor to the sofa, from the sofa to the wall, even climbed the chandelier and turned around, and finally landed firmly on the windowsill of Ji Li.

Opening Ji Li's window, he triumphantly waved at the young master: "I will abduct your little nine."

He said that he was about to jump down, but he didn't prevent him from being rolled and pulled by something.

He couldn't stand steady, and fell to the side of Ji Li's window. He was firmly hugged by Ji Li, who had already prepared, and filled with cold fragrance.

He took the same bubble bath as the young master, and they had the same taste.

Rong Yu looked at the little tentacles on his ankles angrily: "Xiao Jiu, you betrayed me!"

Ji Li's voice was as weak as the fragrance on his body: "It was originally my tentacles."

Rong Yu narrowed his mouth and pinched the little guy in despair: "Feed the unfamiliar little traitor."

Xiao Jiu lowered his head guiltily, and was pitifully sandwiched between them.

Rong Yu was a little softer again-Xiao Jiu didn't mean to betray him.

One of the tentacles came faster than the other, sturdily tied him into a ball, bound his hands, and pushed Ji Li's arms.

Ji Li finally caught the prey beast, even his breath was hot flashes.

Seeing that the situation is not good, Rong Yu laughed to please him and drilled into his arms, softly fooling him: "Jili, Commander Ji, I am wrong, I will not ask."

Ji Li looked at him quietly, concealing the malice in his eyes, as if he was really convinced: "Really?"

The little tentacles took the opportunity to adjust their position again, tying him more comfortably.

"Really," Rong Yu was **** like a big caterpillar, and took the initiative to rub his arms, kissed his ear and lips, vowing, "I will never tell anyone."

Ji Li made an "um" noncommittal.

Adjust it again, it seems a little better.

Although Ji Li is not good at that kind of thing.

But there is a basic aesthetic appeal.

Rong Yu didn't feel anything wrong, squinted a pair of smirking, brilliant eyes, took the initiative to pass, and said affectionately: "Then Xiao Jiu rubs me for two days, OK?"

"Here you?" A smile flashed in Ji Li's eyes.

"It also has half of my shares," Rong Yu said confidently. "Have you never heard of that story? Little Tentacle is looking for the story of Brother Rong Yu."

Ji Li let out an "um" and followed his words and asked, "What story?"

But the eyes with a smile that seems to be nothing, heavier.

Rong Yu was still making up stories stupidly: "It's just that there was a little tentacle in the past, and I couldn't find my brother Rong Yu, so I asked Xiaoguai: Where is my brother Rong Yu?"

"Xiaoguai said: Your brother Rong Yu has golden eyes and brown hair. Go outside and look for it."

"Small tentacles, you swim, and you can't find golden eyes..."

Rong Yu made up the story indiscriminately, but suddenly realized something was wrong——

When did the little tentacles get into his clothes?

"Wait, Ji Li!" Rong Yu suddenly gasped, and glared at Ji Li angrily: "What are you doing!"

Ji Li's voice was slightly cold, and a joke flashed through his eyes: "They are also looking for you."

"Brother Rong Yu."

Rong Yu was actually a little smaller than him, but half of his body was crisp when he heard this sound, and the roots of his ears were red and soft.

"You keep talking."

Ji Li just turned over and kissed his auricle.

The sticky voice on the tip of the tongue clearly came into his mind through the periosteum.

Rong Yu could not tell any fairy tales, and stammered: "You, you, you, I met again... I met the turtle mother, no, it's another tentacle, ask..."

The sucker attracted him.

Ji Li suddenly bit his ear, and his voice trembled slightly with shyness, but it was pure incitement: "Brother Rong Yu, what color is this?"

"I didn't ask this!!" Rong Yu almost erupted.

Ji Li finished speaking by himself, and he was too shy, buried in the socket of his neck, his cheeks are hot from the base of his ears, his eyes narrowed dangerously, but he hugged him tightly and kissed his cheek obsessively.

"The tentacles are mine," Ji Li whispered, biting his lower lip, "I know what they want to ask."

I want to ask him if he is happy, and if he likes it.

Before the change, he still had to take into account some faces, vague ideas, and find a more personal excuse to maintain his own image.

But now he was already in front of Rong Yu, completely ashamed, and there was not even a pitiful fig leaf left. He just told Rong Yu directly that he was just a pre-marriage spying on him, scorning him and paying attention to him. Set a lifelong rogue princess.

It's better to bully Rong Yu according to his own will, and make the other party more ashamed and nasty than him.

This would make him feel better.

Ji Li completely put aside his shame, and leaned in Rong Yu's ear, whispering loudly.

"Light red."

"Brother Rong Yu, what it looks like now... do you want to take a look?"

Ji Li put his tentacles on his head and looked.

Rong Yu didn't dare to open his eyes, but after squinting his eyes, he almost exploded.

Last time we helped each other in the dark.

The lights are now brightly lit.

He suddenly realized--

The little tentacles are all transparent! ! !

how so! Although these little guys become soft and warm and transparent when they are shy, is it too much in this case? ? ?

Rong Yu could even clearly see his pitiful appearance under the transparent sucker.

Is Ji Li always watching him like this? ! He looked like he had been served on the table as a sacrifice to the devil.

Ji Li looked down and slipped his fingertips: "Do you still want Xiao Jiu?"

"...Where should I put it?"

Rong Yu understood the hint in the words, his face was so hot that he bleeds, and begged miserably, "...Don't."

Why is he embarrassed?

Ji Li was close.

Everything about him is damp and hot now.

Breath, face, skin, those beautiful blue eyes, soft and perfect lips, and even his soul, all have that strange temperature.

"Then what to do?" Ji Li bit his ear softly and acted like a baby, with silent malice in his voice, "You make me so embarrassed."

Rong Yu was made pitiful by the group of tentacles, his eyelashes trembled and his voice trembled, "I don't know."

Ji Li's mental power unfolded silently.

It should have been the coolness that Rong Yu was familiar with.

Now, with a different kind of heat, he was wrapped in it, as if threatening, and as if he was intimacy.

But just like this, Rong Yu was slightly drunk and numb.

He realized that Ji’s speech was right, and how much he liked Ji Li, the resistance to his mental power was low.

Rong Yu seemed to have become a huge tentacle, softened into a ball in Ji Li's package, and couldn't even mention the slightest struggle.

In the vast and deep blue atmosphere.

Rong Yu tried his best to gather his own light beams,

Hearing Ji Li's mutter: "... mental power, can you give it to me?"

Ji Li kept pecking and kissing him, coaxing in a low voice, with the ferocity of wild animal hunting in his eyes.

The imprint left by the blending of spiritual forces is irreversible. Even if you find your next lover, you will always carry the seal carvings of your predecessor. This may be a more prudent thing than marriage.

Whether Rong Yu intentionally or unintentionally, he really eroded him. Not only mental power, but also his likes, his emotions, and everything about him.

He deceived and hollowed out everything about him, but left such an indelible mark-how could he allow him to be innocent alone?

As for what before and after marriage.

Ji Li can't remember anymore.

Does Rong Yu want to marry someone else?

When Ji Li thought of this, even his eye circles were red.

Rong Yu stared into his eyes and laughed lowly.

Gently kissed his lips.

"Great."

Rong Yu said.

Mental power is very closely related to instinct. Rong Yu's instinct has always been loyal to his duties and has a strong sense of self-protection, which is more nervous than he himself.

Rong Yu tried hard to open herself, but in the end only opened a small gap.

Ji Li couldn't wait for him to unfold faster.

Ji Li's mental power is like his own tentacles, with countless tiny strands popping out, sticking to the edge of the gap, rubbing soothingly, while breaking into his mental power unscrupulously.

The thread that broke in swelled at the moment it entered the gap.

"Ah..." Rong Yu gasped, and tightened the corner of Ji Li's clothes.

He never knew that mental power blending was such an experience.

It's so much more than kissing and hugging, it's like being touched deep in my mind in an instant.

"I will... be gentle."

Ji Li kissed him, looked down shyly, but concealed the greed in his eyes.

The spiritual power of Ji Li.

He gave birth to countless tentacles, sticking to his mental power, and then eagerly in and out, plundering his power, consciousness was stripped away, pulled away, swallowed away, and reinjected into Ji Li the taste of.

The breath of the raging tide.

Rong Yu's cheeks were flushed, and a low, sticky wailing sounded in his throat unconsciously, and his brown eyes gradually turned into out-of-focus empty gold.

He is being plundered and possessing everything, instinctively wanting to curl up, being kissed by Ji Li, subconsciously wanting to escape, but he is firmly caught by the little tentacles.

His instinct no longer has any means of escape, and his brain is trapped in the long and endless dark tide.

Unclear whether it was pleasure or torture, his shell was released with his soul, soiled the small transparent tentacles, his whole body twitched unceasingly, and tears flowed down the end of his eyes unconsciously.

One after another, the hair was wet.

Accompanied by a nasal sigh, he begged: "Jili...it's okay...it's gone..."

He didn't know why Ji Li was so hungry.

All spiritual power was robbed, and new and unfamiliar power was reinfused.

But every part of his mental power has tentacles greedily, constantly adsorbing and exploring inside him, filling his mind and torturing his perception.

He can't stand it anymore.

Ji Li's blue eyes looked as greedy and misty as he was, but he happily held the back of his neck.

It seemed to bite his prey.

"It hasn't started yet." Ji Li said softly.

Rong Yu shook his head unconsciously in the confusion.

Ji Li blocked his lips.

"……Have not started."

Ji Li did not lie.

His mental power, to blend with him, needs more invasion and swallowing.

And, endless infusion.