The next book is "Boy, Don't Touch My Fluffy". Please see the text at the end. Please save it.
The evil ancestor Wu Xin, who makes people talk about it and turns into a tiger, was sunk to the bottom of the Wangchuan River. He just wanted to spend the day holding the skeleton and salted fish, but was inexplicably dragged out of the Wangchuan River and into King Jin's bath.
The Ancestor, who could not feel the heat even after being burned by the Zhurong Fire, felt his hands feel warm and soft, which was extremely comfortable.
I heard that King Jin needed men as carriers to release poison, but he didn't use men, only male corpses, which tasted terrible.
The ancestor has no body temperature, so he thinks he can do it. If the other party releases the poison, he hugs the heater and neither suffers a loss, each feels happy.
I don't want King Jin to be untouchable, so what's the point?
Zheng was worried that he had no idea what to do. King Jin needed a ghost cultivator to investigate the case.
The ancestor recommended himself: "I am better than ghost cultivators."
…
King Jin, who was sick with a strange poison, tied up a young boy in the street.
The boy had nothing but good looks, but the King of Jin doted on the boy to the heavens. He took him with him when he went out and into the palace, and wouldn't even let him go even half a foot away when he was working on a case.
So someone made a bet, and everyone bet that King Jin was about to die because he was addicted to men and would not survive more than three days. Only one person bet that King Jin would survive.
Three days and three days have passed, one year has passed, ten years have passed...
Situ Moxun won the slam, holding the black hair hanging by the young man's ears, "The bride price, plus the love of two lives, are you willing to marry me?"
Note: Double C, attack as cleanly as possible! !
——
Pre-collection of the article "Boy, don't touch my plush hair"
Wu Zheng is the last big demon Qiongqi who was born. He encountered a catastrophe for the first time when he transformed. His spiritual consciousness was damaged and the beast elixir could not be taken back into his body. He turned into the same furry dumpling he was when he was born, a round and fluffy body the size of a palm.
To restore spiritual consciousness, one can only ingest human essence.
But he is not good at getting along with people by nature, and the beast elixir turned into a hairy ball is not smart enough, and he bites anyone who catches him. Not to mention humans, not even monsters are willing to get close to him. Typical people do not love monsters and do not care for them.
Until one day, a very good-looking young man touched the fur ball sleeping in his hood...
…
Soon after, everyone saw that Mo Chuan always carried a small fluffy dumpling in his arms. The little monster followed him and stared at his delicate neck, grinding the exposed fangs again and again, but never bit it...
…
Mo Chuan stroked Mao Tuanzi no matter what, Wu Zheng was a little depressed: "Don't touch it." That was his beast elixir, no matter what Mo Chuan did to Mao Tuanzi, he would feel it.
Mo Chuan: "?"
Wu Zheng glared at Mo Chuan. He couldn't explain the reason, so forget it.
"Then I'll continue." Mo Chuan dug his whole face into the hair ball and took a deep breath.
Wu Zheng: "..."
How can you bear this?
Intention: abide by the original intention and work together to advance and retreat together.
