Behind the screen, hot water has been prepared in the bathtub, and the dense hot air is mixed with the faint fragrance of spiritual plants and herbs, permeating the small space.
Lin Qingyang was holding the black wolf cub in his hand. The little guy was still twisting reluctantly in mid-air, with his two floppy ears stuck firmly to the back of his head, and his furry tail tucked between his legs, covering the awkward parts in front of him.
Seeing his appearance, Lin Qingyang pinched the back of his neck in a funny way. "Why are you so shy? I haven't seen anything about you?"
Cang Mo rubbed his neck, Amber stared at the ground, refusing to look at him.
Although he has degenerated into a juvenile form, the arrogant Demon King is still inside the shell. Since their reunion, he has always acted as a strong and domineering protector in front of Lin Qingyang. In the wolf's instinct, only strongness can attract a mate. But now he has become a cub without any deterrent, relying on Lin Qingyang for eating, drinking, sleeping, and even bathing, which makes him feel very aggrieved and uneasy.
Lin Qingyang ignored his awkwardness, scratched his chin soothingly with his fingertips, and placed him on the high wooden stool next to the tub.
Cang Mo squatted on the stool warily. Just as he was about to look up, he saw Lin Qingyang untied the robe in front of him without hesitation.
The clothes slipped off, and Cang Mo's eyes instantly straightened.
The thin inner clothes were casually placed on the wooden frame beside him, and on his thin white back, a large wolf head Demon Mark was standing proudly. Those wild lines seemed to be alive, and with the weak heartbeat of Lin Qingyang, a dark red halo was faintly flowing. That was his life, and it was the ironclad proof that their life and death were of the same origin.
Lin Qingyang neatly took off the remaining clothes, casually tied up his long hair with a wooden hairpin, raised his legs and stepped into the tub.
The sound of warm water brought Cang Mo back to his senses. Before he could react, a pair of hands stained with water vapor stretched out, picked up the black hair ball on the stool, and dragged it directly into the water.
"Hmm!" Cang Mo subconsciously wanted to struggle, but Lin Qingyang held him firmly against his chest and immersed him in the hot water with floating herbs.
Separated by a thin layer of warm water, their skins touched each other. Cang Mo forgot to even struggle at this time. He raised his head blankly, and his eyes fell on Lin Qingyang's clearly defined collarbone. There were even faint red marks there that he bit when he was in love a few days ago. Lin Qingyang's skin was too white, and when the water vapor evaporated, the traces revealed an indescribable charm.
After being soaked in water, Cang Mo's originally fluffy black hair instantly became wet and stuck to his body, looking like a big black mouse that had fallen into the water.
Lin Qingyang Looking at him like this, he finally couldn't help but chuckle, lowered his head, and kissed the little wolf cub's wet forehead very naturally with his moist lips.
Then, he took a dust-cleansing bead and crushed it. His white fingertips were covered with fine foam, and he rubbed it gently on the little wolf cub. But as he was washing it, Lin Qingyang noticed something was wrong. The wolf cub was tense all over and was even trembling slightly.
"What's wrong? Is it cold?" Lin Qingyang frowned slightly and moved closer.
As soon as he lowered his head, he saw two streaks of bright red blood slowly dripping from the nose of the little wolf cub in his arms, falling onto the white foam with a ticking sound.
Lin Qingyang's face changed. "What's wrong with you? Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?"
He didn't even care about the foam on his body. He stood up from the tub with a splash, grabbed a cloth and wrapped the wolf cub, turned around and rushed out. "I'm going to call Ku Rong!"
"I'm fine!"
A hoarse and deep male voice suddenly sounded.
Lin Qingyang paused suddenly and looked down at the black dumpling in his arms. "You... can you speak?"
Cang Mo himself was stunned for a moment, obviously not yet used to it. He cleared his throat awkwardly and said, "Ahem... it's really okay. There's no need to call that old man."
Lin Qingyang stared at him suspiciously, raised his hand and wiped the blood on the tip of his nose with his thumb. Seeing that he had no other problems except the bleeding from his nose, and then thinking about his staring eyes just now, and how naked he looked at this moment...
Lin Qingyang's hanging heart instantly fell back into his stomach, replaced by a burst of speechlessness.
"You..." Lin Qingyang laughed angrily, raised his fingers and flicked the little wolf cub's head, turned around and sat back in the tub, "Pervert."
Cang Mo's ears twitched, and he turned his head unhappily, not daring to look at him again. The two of them had done all kinds of intimate things before, but now he has become like this, visible, tangible, but unable to eat. Cang Mo The more he thought about it, the more he felt aggrieved. The evil fire and reluctance in his heart were mixed together, making him so irritable that he wanted to bite.
But Lin Qingyang not only did not hold back, but deliberately leaned towards him, and tugged on his tail with wet fingers. "What? You are so virtuous, and your mind is still thinking about that thing? It's a pity, now I am powerless, so I can only stare."
Cang Mo was so provoked that he couldn't bear it anymore. He let out a low growl in his throat, jumped up suddenly, and bit him on the chest.
"Hiss--"Lin Qingyang gasped.
But he didn't pull the little boy away from his arms, and leaned indulgently on the edge of the tub, letting him vent his possessiveness that had nowhere to go.
As soon as Cang Mo's teeth pierced a little of the skin, he quickly let go of his mouth, looked at the shallow tooth mark left on the fair skin, and then leaned forward to lick it flatteringly.
Lin Qingyang lowered his head and gently rubbed his chin against Cang Mo's wet head. His voice was choked with sobs. "What a fool... Is it worth it to put yourself in this state and risk your life?"
Cang Mo lay on his chest, listening to the heartbeat at the same frequency as his own. His hoarse voice revealed paranoid madness and satisfaction. "It's worth it. Now our lives are tied together, and you can't leave me anymore."
Lin Qingyang's eyes were sore, his throat was choked and he couldn't speak. His heart seemed to be burned by something. He was a person who believed in rationality, but Cang Mo was like an unreasonable fire, burning his reason and tearing him to pieces again and again. No matter how many times he was pushed away, his defense would always come back to him regardless. Lin Qingyang had to admit that such a hot and even frightening love did bring great satisfaction and stability to his heart, and it also made him unable to help but indulge in it again and again.
After taking a bath, Lin Qingyang casually put on a large robe, hugged Cang Mo and sat on the bed, and took a dry cloth to wipe his hair.
Cang Mo lay on his lap and let him ravage her. Just after wiping it twice, Lin Qingyang felt a little itchy on his stomach. The wolf cub took advantage of him not paying attention and dug his head directly into the loose skirt of his clothes.
"Short legs, you are addicted to playing gangster, aren't you?" Lin Qingyang pinched the back of his neck and tried to lift him out.
But Cang Mo was holding on to his inner clothes without letting go of his claws. Lin Qingyang looked down and paused.
Cang Mo was staring at the ferocious criss-cross scars on his lower abdomen, and the tip of his warm and moist tongue gently covered the rugged scar, moving so gently as if he was afraid of hurting him.
Cang Mo is a little afraid to think about how Lin Qingyang was able to kill him at that time. In his opinion, a person like Lin Qingyang should be held in high esteem and raised with dignity. How could he suffer such a crime?
"Does it hurt?" Cang Mo's voice was muffled, filled with uncontrollable distress.
Lin Qingyang smiled, reached out and scratched Cang Mo's chin, and said jokingly, "If you really feel sorry for me, why don't you wag your tail to make me happy?"
Cang Mo, who was still feeling sad, froze and his furry face wrinkled together.
He raised his head and faced the pair of peach blossom eyes that seemed to be smiling but not smiling. After a moment of silence, Cang Mo still lowered his head in resignation, and his tail behind him swung stiffly twice.
Lin Qingyang burst out laughing, laughing so hard that his chest vibrated, "Hahahaha... Actually, it's quite funny how you are now."
Cang Mo bared his teeth angrily. "Just wait for me! Wait until I return to my human form and see how I deal with you!"
"Okay, I'll wait." Lin Qingyang smiled and deliberately stretched out his hand in front of him, "Here, shake hands."
Cang Mo was completely enraged. With a howl, the whole wolf pounced on him.
One person and one wolf just rolled down on the soft bed without any image. In the silent night, long-lost laughter and low roars intertwined, briefly isolating the shadow of death hanging above the head from this small world.