The night breeze was slightly cool. Cang Mo chased out of the tree house and saw Lin Qingyang standing at the door. He didn't go far. He walked forward and picked him up.
Lin Qingyang frowned slightly and glanced at him coldly.
"It's windy outside, you just woke up, it's too far to go back." Cang Mo coaxed in a low voice, and with a flash of his body, he led the people back to the Azure Wind Hall.
Putting the person on the chair, Cang Mo opened the food box on the table. The food was already a little cold, and a little overflowed from his fingertips. Demonic Power warmed the soup again, filled a bowl of soup and handed it over.
"Eat something first." Looking at Lin Qingyang's still cold eyebrows, Cang Mo helplessly softened his voice and coaxed, "Even if you want to deal with me, you have to eat enough to have the strength."
Lin Qingyang looked at him with half-squinted eyes for a moment. He was probably really hungry, so he didn't refuse. He took the spoon and ate slowly.
Seeing that he was willing to eat, Cang Mo was a little relieved, and boldly moved closer, tentatively sitting down next to Lin Qingyang.
Lin Qingyang only glanced at him from the corner of his eye and did not chase him away.
Cang Mo became more courageous upon seeing this, picked up his chopsticks and took a few bites.
At this moment, Lin Qingyang paused in his movements and turned to look at Cang Mo. Cang Mo's back tightened when he saw it, and he even stopped chewing.
Who knows the next second, Lin Qingyang picked up a chicken leg and threw it into Cang Mo's bowl.
Cang Mo was stunned for a moment, looking at the chicken drumsticks in the bowl, and suddenly felt sour in his heart. In fact, no matter it was five years ago or five years later, Lin Qingyang was always kind to him. But what about him? But he lost Spiritual Power because of him and forced him to bully him.
Cang Mo The more I thought about it, the more I felt that I was not a human being. My throat was sore and I lowered my head and was a little afraid to look at Lin Qingyang.
The two of them finished their meal quietly, and Cang Mo neatly packed up the dishes and took them out. When he returned to the inner hall, Lin Qingyang was lazily sitting on the soft couch drinking tea as usual, and the shoes and socks he had just put on were carelessly thrown on the floor.
Cang Mo thought that his anger had subsided, so he walked forward and naturally hugged him into his arms, lowered his head, and rubbed the crook of his neck flatteringly.
"I was the bastard before." Cang Mo's voice was low and hoarse, filled with guilt and guilt, "If you are angry in your heart, you can hit me and punish me however you want, don't hold it in your heart."
"Let go."
Two cold words came from above my head.
Cang Mo paused and raised his head.
I saw Lin Qingyang looking down at him, his eyes cold and scrutinizing, showing a sense of condescension and oppression, and some inexplicable meaning.
Cang Mo's heart skipped a beat when he saw this look. He always felt that he had seen her before, but couldn't remember it for a moment. But he didn't dare to make a mistake, so he let go of his hand obediently.
Lin Qingyang said nothing and glanced lightly at the carpet at his feet.
Cang Mo followed his gaze and finally understood what he meant. In the quiet gaze, Cang Mo finally stood up, got up from the couch, walked around to the front of Lin Qingyang, and slowly lowered his body.
This was the first time since the reunion that he, as Demon King, got down on his knees and knelt in front of Lin Qingyang.
He raised his head slightly and looked at the person on the couch.
A trace of satisfaction finally appeared in Lin Qingyang's eyes. He stretched out his hand, and gently touched his face with his cool fingertips like a reward.
The touch was itchy, and Cang Mo's heart moved slightly. He instinctively tilted his head and rubbed it lovingly in the reddish palm.
"Master."
The low hoarse voice called out this long-lost name, not the teasing and forced flirting on the bed before, but a deep affection and obsession.
Cang Mo called in a low voice, brushed his lips against Lin Qingyang's palm, and kissed him flatteringly.
However, the next moment, there was another moderate blow on the cheek.
"Did I ask you to move?" Lin Qingyang looked at him condescendingly, his voice slightly cold.
Cang Mo raised his eyes to meet his gaze. Before, he had no time to think too much because he was worried about his body. But at this moment, looking at Lin Qingyang's careless and controlling eyes, and feeling the cool touch remaining on his cheeks, Cang Mo's breathing became a little heavier uncontrollably.
Lin Qingyang raised his eyebrows lightly, and his fingertips slowly slid down his jawline, stopping at his neck, and pressed his fingertips against his Adam's apple.
Cang Mo's breathing was stagnant, and his Adam's apple rolled.
"Ears and tail, come out." Lin Qingyang ordered.
Cang Mo's expression paused, and the base of his ears turned a thin red. It was revealed before when Demonic Qi lost control, but now he was asked to show up on his own initiative. However, under the gaze of Lin Qingyang, he still let out a sigh of relief.
Two furry wolf ears emerged from the top of the head, and the big silver-white tail behind him also swept onto the carpet.
Lin Qingyang ran his fingers through his silver hair and gently pinched a wolf ear.
My ears twitched sensitively.
"What are you shaking?" Lin Qingyang said in an unhappy tone.
Cang Mo groaned in his heart. This was an instinctive reaction. How could he control it? But he vaguely sensed something was wrong.
He originally thought that Lin Qingyang was torturing him in various ways to make him angry, but now it seems... that doesn't seem to be the case.
Before he could figure it out, Lin Qingyang's bare feet had already stepped on his tail.
Cang Mo trembled all over, his back tensed instantly, and he instinctively reached out and grabbed the offending ankle.
Lin Qingyang's face darkened, and she raised her eyes and looked at him coldly.
Cang Mo looked at him, his throat was dry, he licked his lips, and finally slowly let go of his hand.
As soon as he let go, Lin Qingyang's foot crushed his tail hard.
"Hmm..." Cang Mo groaned, leaning forward uncontrollably and lying on Lin Qingyang's legs. Then, the other party pressed his feet against his chest and pushed him away ruthlessly.
Cang Mo gasped and raised his head. Under the light, the wicked yet satisfied smile in Lin Qingyang's eyes was clearly visible.
Cang Mo heard a buzz in his head, and finally remembered where he had seen this look before!
Five years ago, on the night when Clear Wind Pavilion, Lin Qingyang was drunk, she also looked at him with this nasty and condescending look, teased him, and then gave him her first kiss.
A crazy thought exploded in Cang Mo's mind - Lin Qingyang was not taking revenge on him at all.
He just likes this. He likes to kneel in front of him, likes to call him master, and likes the feeling of having him completely under his feet and in complete control.
Lin Qingyang has desire for him, and it is a very aggressive and secret desire.
This knowledge made the blood in Cang Mo's body boil, and a shiver that penetrated deep into his soul crawled down his spine throughout his body. He looked up at Lin Qingyang, and Amber's wolf eyes flashed with a fierce and eager light, wishing he could pounce on him and devour him right now.
As if dissatisfied with his look, Lin Qingyang kicked him carelessly on the foot.
Cang Mo let out a low hum, lowered his eyes and calmed down.
Lin Qingyang retracted his feet, slowly stood up and walked towards the desk.
Cang Mo gasped and wanted to stand up and follow, but was pinned to the spot by Lin Qingyang's cold eyes.
Lin Qingyang walked to the bookshelf and took out an iron box from it. Cang Mo's eyes moved.
Lin Qingyang opened the box and took out the black Demon-Locking Ring. The ruby on the leather ring was shining brightly.
Cang Mo watched him walk over step by step, and handed the Demon-Locking Ring that he had put on himself to him again.
"Put it on yourself." Lin Qingyang ordered lightly.
Cang Mo stared at him, breathing a little heavier, and raised his hand to take it.
Lin Qingyang suddenly withdrew his hand half an inch, then looked at Cang Mo, with a nasty curve at the corner of his mouth, and his thin lips parted slightly:
"Just wear this."
Cang Mo's pupils suddenly dilated.
He looked up at Lin Qingyang, and his Adam's apple slid violently.
The next moment, the black robe turned into Demonic Qi and collapsed. Cang Mo snatched the Demon-Locking Ring with his hands and buckled it around his neck with a "click".
The cold leather pressed against the hot skin, the rubies flashed in the dim light, and the naked and explosive body looked like a ferocious beast that had completely torn off its disguise, with its hands on Lin Qingyang's sides, trapping the person in the shadow.
"Are you satisfied, Master?" Cang Mo's voice was so mute that it was almost impossible to hear the words, and Amber's eyes were burning with unabashed fanaticism.
Lin Qingyang raised his head and glanced at Demon-Locking Ring on his neck. The evil in his eyes finally cracked open, revealing a bit of real and pleased secret fire. He raised his hand, hooked the collar, and suddenly pulled the person towards him.
Heavy breathing mingled instantly, and inside the thick palace door, the crystal lamps were extinguished one by one, and soon there was the sound of suppressed breathing and the sound of chains colliding.