The weak and paranoid poison doctor x the powerful pet spirit painter, sucking blood to continue his life, he is now happily traveling around the world, Xiang Shao, the elf Xiangxiang
Su Qingyuan looked at his instantly tense figure, the tips of his ears were so red that they were about to bleed, and the smile in his eyes was even deeper, but he still pretended to concentrate on painting. His fingertips slowly moved down, from the earlobe of the portrait, and gently slid all the way, landing on... His Adam's apple.
The fingertips were gently pressed against the paper, and they were rubbed over bit by bit very slowly.
Shen Yanci trembled all over, his shoulders and back were extremely tense, and a muffled groan escaped from his throat uncontrollably, and he swallowed it back forcefully.
He knew this was her spiritual painting skill.
He knew better that she did it on purpose.
From his earlobes to his Adam's apple, every spot was chosen where he was most sensitive. Shen Yanci's breathing was obviously messed up, his chest was rising and falling slightly, the tips of his ears were red and hot, and even his cheeks were covered with a layer of crimson. He wanted to look away, but he couldn't.
He could clearly feel that her fingertips were still lingering on the portrait. Each stroke was as light as water, but it made his whole body feel hot, and his reason felt like a string about to be broken.
"Aci, my painting... Is still eye-catching?"
Shen Yanci's voice was so hoarse that he could barely squeeze out a word.
"... Enter."
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Shen Yanci took the paintbrush that someone wanted to give her and gently broke it, her face expressionless.
"Such mortal things are not worthy of her."
From then on, he would transform into a little milk fox to accompany her during the day, guarding against the endless stream of love rivals. When it was inconvenient to show up, he would stay in Su Qingyuan's painting bag, holding her painting tools with his little paws and not letting go. As soon as the guests left, he used the small pink paw pads to pull at Su Qingyuan's sleeves, whimpering with milky milk.
