[Two male protagonists + modern and ancient + sweet pet + strong + double cleanliness]
The evil, seductive, jealous, and face-changing master attacks x is beautiful, powerful, and miserable, and has explosive martial arts value. The loyal dog shadow guardian] Wu Youzhou, the young master of Miao Jiang, has read the book again. Not only is it bound to the villain rescue system, but there are also randomly dropped hidden missions.
The villain in the book, the master of the Chilian Palace, possesses a secret treasure. Once the sect is surrounded and suppressed by the imperial court, the top-secret mental skills are robbed by various factions, and his subordinates abandon the master and defect. Even he himself has his heart dug out, his blood taken, his flesh and bones removed to make elixirs, and no residue is left.
Ten minutes later, Wu Youzhou closed the book and spoke calmly:
"If you are mentally retarded, you will not be saved."
"Uh, um... What you wear is a villain~"
Wu Youzhou...
——
There was a person kneeling upright in the golden palace - Ying Mo.
Wu Youzhou raised his eyes, staring deeply at the returning man in front of him, with a hint of playfulness on the corner of his mouth: Tsk, loyalty?
——Oh, even ghosts don't believe it.
Early Attack: Blind-eyed idiot!
Late stage: Tired, hold me.
…
At the Rainy Night Inn, Wu Youzhou had a smile on his lips, pressed his waist to bury the person in his arms, his narrow phoenix eyes were raised, and his warm fingertips carelessly pressed and rubbed the red and thin lips. He was coquettish with a hint of paranoia, and his voice was hoarse and unhappy.
"You're really naughty, Yingmo."
"If you act without authorization, Yingmo knows you are guilty. He will accept the punishment from the master and will never beg for mercy."
"Oh, but you said so." After saying that, he kissed her and passed the thing in his mouth.
"What is this?" Yingmo asked after swallowing.
"Oh, aphrodisiac."
Wu Youzhou x Yingmo, who said this Yingwei is not good? It's so good, wild, cold and flirty!
I thought I was passing through the book, but in fact I was returning.
