Night.
Hu Jiuling slipped into Ye Wu's room on time.
Before Ye Wu could speak, he crashed into her arms like a little cannonball.
Hu Jiuling transformed into his original form, pawing at Ye Wu from all directions.
Gentle kisses fell like raindrops.
Ye Wu's brows and eyes softened.
The Little Fox's way of expressing was always passionate and direct.
In his original form, his kisses were wet, filled with the eagerness of a small animal.
In the next moment.
He transformed back into his human form.
His unclothed body kept burrowing into Ye Wu's embrace.
Ye Wu could no longer treat him as a small animal.
So.
It was time to silence him.
The next day.
Ye Wu looked at Hu Jiuling, who was tangled around her like an octopus, and couldn't help but show a helpless smile.
"Master, good morning." Hu Jiuling opened his eyes with an incredibly bright smile.
This smile carried no impurities, brilliantly stunning.
Ye Wu tapped his nose: "Good morning!"
