allendalepharm Chapter 128
Chapter 128
The boy's arm around his waist tightened, and his tail subconsciously wanted to retract to prevent Mo from touching it, but he was restrained and couldn't move.
The tail wrapped his hand around him, preventing him from continuing to knead the soft flesh that was not covered with scales, but deliberately did not move away when he returned, but pressed it for a while.
The boy's tail was even redder, I don't know if it was the original color, or shy.
"What's wrong with Concubine Ai, is it a little uncomfortable?"
Mo Guishi asked deliberately.
The little one is short of breath, the tip of his nose is full of fine beads of sweat, and his amber eyes are covered with water mist, like a little cat who is bullied and can't resist.
"I still have to review the folds and play by myself for a while."
Mo Guishi finally let go of his hand and took down a copy of the folds sorted out on the case table, since he promised the little guy to be a Ming Jun, he had to do his best.
Throw those folds full of nonsense rainbow farts on the ground, leaving only those useful ones.
The boy's tail was withdrawn, and he couldn't tell if he was a little happy or disappointed, he wanted the god-sama to touch his tail, but he didn't want to be pinched with soft flesh.
That one is not covered with scales, and it is extremely vulnerable to injury.
Mo returned to review the twists and turns, did not take him into his arms, did not tease him from time to time, the young man was a little unaccustomed.
Like a cat hiding in the shadows to observe, he tentatively stretched out his tail and wrapped his wrist around the bed, seeing that he didn't have any reaction, and he was a little lost.
Loosened again and wrapped around his waist.
Mo didn't raise his eyelids when he returned, but just picked up the pen to review.
The mischievous and restless tail wrapped around his wrist again, and he took the initiative to send the tip of the tail into his palm, which was very well-behaved.
I just want him to touch it.
If Mo returns to the cold again, the little one is about to cry.
Holding the slightly cool tail in cooperation and stroking.
The teenager couldn't help but narrow his eyes, like a petted little milk cat, with a full face, and a grunting sound of unknown meaning came out of his throat.
Don't let him touch the tail, and take the initiative to send the tail over to him to touch.
Mo returned with a slight raised eyebrow, he always felt that the little guy was holding back, the kind of everything written on his face, for fear that others would not be able to see it, and he thought that he covered it up well.
Really.
Let him touch it for a while, and the tail is pumped out again.
The palm was empty, Mo Guishi reached out to catch it, his tail flexibly avoided, always almost caught by him, hanging not far away, not letting him catch it.
Mo Guishi faintly touched the meaning of the little guy, cooperated for a while, and picked up the fold, seemingly reviewing carefully, but actually paid attention to the little guy's movements.
The tail wrapped around his wrist again, rubbed the back of his hand for a while, and obediently placed it in his palm, letting him touch it for a while.
Mo returned to grab that tail, and no longer let go, the bad factor is about to move, so he likes to play, then it is better to play with him for a while.
"The tail of the concubine is very naughty, and it provokes no intention of criticizing the twists and turns."
Mo Guishi's voice is very good, and when the young man speaks, he always listens very seriously and looks focused, for fear of missing a word.
The tail was still wrapped around his wrist, and the tail was grabbed by him, and the boy's eyes were clean and clear, and he didn't know that the person in front of him had the idea of hitting his tail.
The tail was tightly clamped, and he wanted to pull it back, but he couldn't twitch anything, and he couldn't see the emotions in those silver eyes.
The tip of the boy's tail was a little hot, and he felt that familiar gaze again.