Gu Yue's body stiffened and she couldn't help biting her lower lip. She really regretted it now. Who would have thought that, with her strength restored to the level of First-Class God, she would still be... suppressed to death in front of this guy? This is simply outrageous!
At this moment, all her power was taken over, her body was so soft, and there was this guy's order... Gu Yue pursed her lips, and the familiar feeling of humiliation appeared on her face again. After a pause, she finally chose to obey. The next moment, subtle Silver Light flowed through her body. Above her head, a pair of small and exquisite Silver White color dragon horns quietly emerged, on both sides of her cheeks, chest, waist and abdomen, Silver Dragon Scale covers every part of the body just right, echoing the fair skin, with a strange beauty. The most eye-catching thing is the Silver White dragon tail that quietly pokes out from behind the skirt of Dragon King Miss, covered with fine Dragon Scale, and has graceful and smooth lines. The tail just hangs down on the carpet with some weakness, and the tip of the tail sways slightly unconsciously.
Kong Ming'an's eyes flickered, and he looked at it with interest. Without much pause, he stretched out his hand, starting from the root of the dragon's tail under the hem of the skirt, along the direction of the growth of the scales, and slowly stroked it inch by inch with a force that was neither light nor heavy, until he reached the flexible tail tip, "Well..." Gu Yue straightened her body in an instant, trembling violently like an electric shock, and an uncontrollable sob escaped her throat. The dragon tail she manifested was not an energy creation, but real, one of her true body characteristics, but it was more fragile than her body. In short... very sensitive.
A numb and numb feeling, like pain, but yet immersive, swept through her body from her tail. Almost subconsciously, she hugged Kong Ming'an's neck tightly and buried her hot face on his shoulder, trying to avoid this strange feeling. Her breathing was heavy and disordered., I don't know how long it took, in a daze, Gu Yue's consciousness came back to consciousness slightly, and she felt that the movement of the hand finally stopped, and she breathed a sigh of relief in her heart. She raised her eyes and looked at him with a faint mist in her eyes, "But... is it okay?"
Her voice was as thin as a mosquito, with a thick nasal sound and a somewhat humiliating plea, but it had lost the arrogance it had previously had. She felt somewhat sadly that she seemed to... never be able to escape from this guy's grasp.
The improvement in strength seems to have only made him more... easier to bully?
Kong Ming'an looked at Dragon King Miss in his arms, looking at her originally cold and indifferent face. At this moment, the dragon's horns were trembling slightly, her eyes were covered with a faint light, her cheeks were scarlet, and she looked like she was dizzy from being bullied., his eyes flickered slightly, and a certain emotion quietly overflowed. He paused slightly, then smiled softly, and gently brought the corner of his lips close to her hot earlobe, and then said in a soft voice, "Didn't you say... you want to replace Qiu'er?"
"Well..." Gu Yue's body was shaking slightly, as if he was struggling. Kong Ming'an smiled and whispered softly, "Don't be anxious, take your time..."
Before he finished speaking, the soft light in the room went out silently, and it fell into a darkness suitable for completely sinking consciousness, "... the night is still very long, and we... still have a lot of time."
Gu Yue's hazy eyes flickered for one last time, trying to say something. The next second, all the unfinished words were once again sealed by the warm heat.
After a while, the intermittent sobs and sobs that I tried my best to suppress but could not completely hide slowly sounded in the quiet room where I couldn't see my fingers. The moment before his consciousness completely sank, Gu Yue only had one last vague thought left:
Now... I'm really going to be eaten up and bullied...
The next day, in the early morning, the morning light was dim. In the room, Qiu'er, who usually practiced meditation instead of sleeping, slowly opened his eyes. A trace of mist flashed through his eyes at first, and then quickly became clear. He stretched slightly, Qiu'er got up and got out of bed, washed briefly and then walked towards Kong Ming'an's room. She planned to go find Mistress Sister and that guy. Last night they said they had important things to talk about. Now that they had spent the whole night, they should have finished talking, right?
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She had to go and have a look. By the way... well, take a look at Mistress Sister. After all, who knows if that guy who is full of bad intentions will take advantage of the opportunity to talk about business and bully Mistress Sister in different ways?
As for why she left directly last night... Qiu'er I thought back to the atmosphere in the room when she left last night, where there was a faint confrontation, and it seemed like there was going to be a quarrel in the next moment. Tell me what strange things would happen in this atmosphere? It's pretty good that it didn't start a fight directly, okay!
Arriving at the familiar door, Qiu'er naturally opened the door with his own authority, and then walked straight in. The door behind him closed automatically, and the room's built-in soundproofing and protection array quietly activated, isolating the sounds inside and outside... The room inside Silver Brilliance Tree comes with various small functions brought by Soul Guidance Technology, which is very good.
Qiu'er looked around the living room, only to find that there was no one there and it was a little too quiet. She frowned and had a bad feeling. She was about to call out, but her ears twitched slightly.
There seems to be... a sound? It's very subtle, as if something is being suppressed... It seems a bit like the voice of Mistress Sister?
Qiu'er's steps unconsciously slowed down, and she slowly approached in the direction of the sound. However, the closer she got, the clearer the sound became. It was not a conversation, but a kind of breathing intertwined with subtle sobs and the friction of cloth. Qiu'er's steps suddenly stopped, the expression on her face instantly stiffened, and her limbs were a little cold. She bit her lip and suppressed the slight trembling in her body, as if she was being shaken by invisible silk. Like a thread, she moved step by step to the door of the bedroom. The door was not closed tightly, leaving a gap. It seemed that she had not closed it when she left yesterday, and the heart-beating sound flowed out from this gap without any hindrance. Qiu'er's breathing completely stopped, and her mind went blank. She seemed to be possessed, and as if to confirm some terrible conjecture, she trembled and slowly moved her eyes closer to the crack in the door.
The sight penetrated the gap and fell into the room. With just one glance, Qiu'er's pupils suddenly shrank to the extreme, as if they were burned. Qiu'er retracted his head sharply, stumbled, and fell backwards on the carpet. She sat on the ground, her eyes empty, but her cheeks and ears burned red in an instant, as if she was about to bleed. The shocking scene in her mind was deeply engraved in her mind, "Mistress Sister, and him, in... in..."
Qiu'er murmured unconsciously, his voice dry and trembling, didn't he say he was talking about important things?! How could it become like this! Don't tell me this is important things!!!
Panic, shame, and a sharp sourness that even she couldn't understand were mixed together, overwhelming Qiu'er's ability to think. Without much pause, she staggered to her feet, not daring to take another look at the ajar door. Then she stumbled towards the living room door, opened the door, and then escaped from Kong Ming'an's room without looking back.