But after all, he was a strong body. Not long after he got into the bedding, his body became warm. After a moment of coming over, it was like a natural stove.

It is now autumn, and although it is not yet time to lay the floor heating and ignite the charcoal furnace, at night, you can gradually feel some coolness. At such a moment, it is naturally great to be able to lean against a natural stove while sleeping.

He immediately squeezed towards the heat source in his arms, raised his tender little face, rubbed his chest habitually, and sighed comfortably with his eyes closed.

This is a habit that Su Wanrong has formed unconsciously and a subconscious instinctive reaction that has been formed with Yinmang for a long time.

The couple was originally a process of mutual adjustment. For example, when sleeping on the same bed, at the beginning, Su Wanrong was reluctant and disliked with this man. After a long time, she gradually adapted to it. If she suddenly asked her to leave this hot chest, she would start to feel uncomfortable.

Just as she thought of this, Su Wanrong's sleepiness came up again without realizing it and was about to fall asleep in a daze. But from a certain moment, she suddenly noticed that there were a pair of rough and generous big hands, as if she had been groping and examining something on her.

Except for herself, there is only Yinmang on the couch. As for whom these insecure big hands belong to, it is self-evident.

At first, Su Wanrong didn't take this matter too much. After all, this is a man who is very lustful and lustful. Every night when he couched her in his arms, his two big hands never had any rules. He always had to touch and rub it for half an hour before he could barely calculate it.

Su Wanrong, who was well aware of this, turned a blind eye while brewing sleepiness, and simply let him go. But gradually, something was getting worse and worse when the man touched the place he touched...

Until a man's big palm slowly squeezed in through the gap in his pants, rubbed her soft petals twice, and then placed it there, and never let go.

Su Wanrong's face turned red, and she couldn't help but open her eyes and grabbed his messy arm.

"Don't mess around, I'm very tired today."

The man's behavior was so obvious that Su Wanrong thought he wanted to do that thing again. But it was so late now, and he was a man with brute force and uncontrollable. He was really allowed to make trouble, and he would have to rest tonight?

In this situation, Su Wanrong didn't want to cooperate very much, so she discussed with him in a good mood and advised him that if he still needs to get up early tomorrow and should not work too hard.

Unexpectedly, Yinmang shook his head and said, "You have a good rest, I won't sleep with you today."

As he said that, the big hand easily broke free from her constraints and continued to grop carefully.

In fact, if Su Wanrong observes carefully, you can see that this man tonight is indeed different from the past. He is touching her, but it is not the usual touch with lustfulness, but with some questions and confusingness, as if he wants to find something from her.

There are also some differences in the touch.

The two balls on her chest were the ones that men loved the most in the past. They really wanted to fall asleep and kept putting them in their palms and not letting go. However, today, he never touched them abnormally. The pair of big palms with calluses rubbed the top of her head, and then stumbled in her pants, lingering on the small and slippery skin in her buttocks.

But even when these big hands are slowing down, there is no desire. But when you lie on the couch in the middle of the night, it is so cool that an adult man rubs on you, and the place where you knead is the most delicate and sensitive. I wonder, which girl from an ordinary family can withstand it?

No matter what others do, Su Wanrong can't stand it.

He bit his lip and barely endured it for a while. Seeing that he was still unyielding, Su Wanrong finally couldn't bear it anymore and pulled out the man's evil hand with force, holding his face red, and glared at him angrily: "Sleep! Don't continue to mess around again! Don't continue to touch me!"

Yinmang retreated his hand angrily.

He also just learned from the memorial presented by Yuanwailang. The Tao is like a female fairy who relies on accumulating her cultivation to become a human. When her consciousness is weak, such as drunkenness, getting sick, or even falling asleep, she will often become lazy in spirit. If she is lazy in spirit, her magic power will not be enough, and she will easily retreat from the human form and transform into her own form, which is their own fairy prototype.

The little girl is a little white vixen. What does a vixen look like? Even Yinmang, who had fought in the north and was knowledgeable, had never seen it with his own eyes.

So, he could only rely on his own imagination to think that since he was the incarnation of the demon fox, the prototype of the little girl probably had some similarities with the wild foxes in the mountains, right?

For example, there are a pair of soft and pink ears and a furry tail.

It was because of this that the scene just now came about. Yinmang took advantage of the little girl lying in his arms and half awake, trying to try whether she could touch her fox ears or fox tail.

Who knew that he was fumbled carefully and was caught off guard by the little girl in a angrily voice.

Yinmang lowered his head in surprise.

Then I saw the little girl in her arms flushed with her little face, her pair of peach blossom eyes soaked in water, and she stared at him angrily, as if she was about to cry.

So Yinmang naturally thought that the little girl was weak at this moment and was slacking off in her spirit. She could not bear it after careful exploration. She must have known in her heart that her fox tail was about to pop out. She was anxious and had no choice but to have no choice but to not ask him to touch her.

Thinking of this, Yinmang sighed helplessly in his heart.

He is a simple and pitiful stupid fairy!

Why can't she overcome the hurdle in her heart? If she could be more honest and inform him of the truth in the original form, why did she need to work so hard to disguise herself, and even stay alert when she sleeps?

He immediately hugged the person in his arms with compassion, gently patting her back as if he was helpless to her, and sighed and coaxed in her ear:

"Okay, I won't touch you anymore, I won't touch you anymore. If you don't ask me to touch you, I won't touch you anymore..."

Su Wanrong:...

Why did she think this man is so strange tonight?

**

It was not until the morning of the next day that Su Wanrong realized that the sudden strangeness of a man was not only stopped at last night.

The next morning, it was still dark, so Yinmang got up and went out to practice boxing early.

This man has always been very self-disciplined on weekdays. Even today's Jinyuan, under the rule of men, has basically been in a peaceful and prosperous era. However, the man has never slacked off in practicing martial arts for a day.

Men are diligent in strengthening their bodies and have always had the habit of getting up in the morning to practice martial arts. It was not a rare thing.

But today, the man got up a little too early, right? It wasn't long before he got stuck in the pillow, but he got up again as soon as the Yin hour arrived, more than half an hour earlier than usual practice martial arts.

Did he not feel tired at all?

Su Wanrong, who was still lying on the couch in a daze, thought so strangely in her sleep.

Su Wanrong obviously couldn't understand, and Yinmang's extremely complicated mood at this moment.

This is caused by the uneasiness that a human emperor with a physical body vague body will vaguely arise in the future.

The little girl is the incarnation of a female fairy. She relies on sucking men's essence and blood to prolong her life and to last forever. And what about him? Even if he is an emperor of the Nine Five, after removing this identity, he is just a strong man, who is slightly more vigorous than ordinary men's essence and blood.

But no matter how strong and tough he is, he is still young and has enough energy, qi and blood for the little girl to absorb. But what about ten years or twenty years?

When he gradually grew old, the little girl was still the beautiful vixen, but he was already old, and there was no trace of essence and blood left for her to suck.

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Huang Sang, a man living in his spiritual world.

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