The poor author who is afraid of being sexy but doesn't know it
The flowers in the shadow are finally illuminated by the exclusive sunlight.
Who knows what it feels like to not sign a succubus contract at the age of 18, but to sign it instead at the age of 20?
Yu Feng rubbed the light gold contract seal on his belly, and he felt like crying but had no tears: I understand, I am still going through it.
The stay-at-home author who was so afraid of the courier turned out to be a succubus with soft curves and pink ears. She wanted to wrap herself up in a rice dumpling every day. When I was 18 years old, I received a coming-of-age ceremony called "Succubus Contract" out of nowhere, and when I was 20 years old, I signed the contract by chance.
One day
Yu Feng hid his jet-black soft tail and stared at the text messages on his phone until he was trembling with panic - [Master Lu Yanshen. Wait at the gate of the old home at seven o'clock.
Lu Yanshen? That cold and stern CEO? !
Yu Feng huddled on the sofa, his face turned red: What a tragedy! Being manipulated by a possessive owner, can he still live to renew himself?
Small theater
The arrival of the estrus period caused Xiaoyu Feng's body temperature to rise sharply. Her soft white skin was pink and red, and her fingertips were dripping with sweat. Even her breath was wrapped in the sweet and unique fragrance of the succubus. Her black soft tail came out uncontrollably, and the tail tip tremblingly swept across the skin. Her fleshy texture was gleaming with a warm and soft weight. She just wanted to be wrapped in the master's breath, and she shouted softly: "Master, woo... Are you there...?"
When Lu Yanshen pushed the door open and walked in, he saw Yu Feng curled up in the corner of the sofa. His jet-black soft tail came out uncontrollably, his fleshy texture glowing with tiny glistening lights, and the tip of his tail tremblingly swept across his clothes.
The young man was wrapped in a wide David's coat, with half of the collar slid down, revealing the soft white skin on the side of his neck, which was pink and thin, his eyes were watery, and the tips of his ears were so red that they were almost bleeding. He noticed the movement and panicked and wanted to hide his tail, but because his instinct was out of control, his tail swept across the sofa more quickly, making a thin rustling sound. Lu Yanshen walked to the sofa, picked up the boy, and stroked his thin ears from the back to the root of the tail with his generous palm...
Concept: Belated fate is the gentle echo of the gift of time. Using words as a bridge, loneliness and love can go in both directions.
