The White Cat’s Divine Scratching Post

The souls touched each other, so comfortable that people were intoxicated. Qingtong was immersed in this state, and never noticed Mo Tiankuo's movements.

The touch is delicate and smooth, like warm sheep fat nephrite. Mo Tianluo gently rubbed it with admiration, admonishing himself to close it with a touch, but the hand seemed to be sucked, and it couldn't be pulled out.

"Um..." I don't know where I was touched, and Qingtong suddenly gave an unbearable whisper.

The voice reached Mo Tiankuo's ears, which caused him to pant, and his body reacted. He couldn't help rubbing Qingtong into his arms.

"Well!" When that big hot hand touched the soft meat behind him, Qingtong finally reacted, and came a paw fiercely according to the touched hand.

"His--" Mo Tianluo withdrew his teeth and grinned back.

"Sinister, you..." Qing Tong's voice, which was about to speak out, froze, because he found that there was a hard thing poking him underneath.

Mo Tiankuo coughed and shrank back.

Both were silent, and the atmosphere was a bit awkward.

Qingtong stared at him for a moment, kicked him according to his calf, turned his back and said nothing to him.This stupid thing, even to him...

Mo Tiankuo took a deep breath, regulated his inner breath, and turned the essence inspired by the beauty back to his body. After the heat of the body went down, he posted it again, rubbing his ears with his chin: "It still hurts ?"

"Mo Tiankuo, you can't touch it when there is no hair in the seat, do you understand?" Qing Tong buried half of his face in the pillow, and his voice was a little dull.

Mo Tianluo pursed his lips and did not answer.

Qingtong waited for a moment, without answering, turned to stare at him: "Dumb?"

"I know, my little paw is not a kitten anymore," Mo Tiankuo leaned over and pressed against his forehead. When he saw him, he wanted to lose his temper again. Then he quickly said, "I know it's thinning you."

The cold eyes are slightly wider, and you know that this is thin and light?

"But what can I do? I can't help it, or should you come back lightly?" Mo Tiankuo took a slender hand seriously and put it on his chest. He was only wearing an undershirt, and his belt had long been chaotic because of the chaos. Rubbing away, revealing a tight muscle chest.

He was pulled by him in a stunned manner, and his men were the most nostalgic places, warm and cozy, with a calm heartbeat.He killed his head in this place over and over again in the Ten Kill Valley three hundred years ago.

Mo Tiankuo slowly let go of the squeezed hand, and let the slender fingers draw on his chest.

"Can your chest turn into wood?" Qing Tong scratched his fingertips curiously.

"Huh?" Mo Tiankuo was scratched to his heart's content, and when he heard that the wood had changed, he honestly pulled away the soul from his chest, and his tight muscles suddenly turned into planks with green skin.Qing Tong's eyes lit up, his hands became claws, and he scratched.

Mo Tiankuo: "..."

So, Mo Tiankuo, who was originally prepared to pave the way to express his intentions, lay so straight that the sweetheart grinded his claws and rubbed it in the middle of the night, and the good atmosphere was gone.Can only silently swallow bitter tears into his stomach, and waited for his cat to be tired and slept over, then he changed his chest back and sighed helplessly.

Slowly holding the sleeping guy into his arms, Mo Tiankuo kissed his hair: "I'm not trying to lighten you, but I can't help myself."

At an angle that Mo Tiankuo couldn't see, the man nestling on his chest quietly reddish his ears.

The next day, Ding Zijin came to visit again.

Qingtong was still asleep, and Mo Tiankuo put a soundproof ban on the bed, so as not to disturb him to sleep well.

"The teacher is still enlightening the Dafa, and I still wish Brother Ding to be blameless when it is rude." Mo Tianluo asked Ding Zijin to sit down and poured him a cup of tea.

"It's junior rashness," Ding Zijin quickly apologized for his outburst, secretly observing the apprentice of Qingtong's real person, "But is Mo Xiandi coming to Liuyunzong for the first time?"

The two of them have the intention to make friends and the other to use them. You come and go, and they will soon be called brothers and brothers.As an old monster, Mo Tiankuo's cliché is one-of-a-kind.But it turned out that this Ding Zijin still came for the falling star stone, because the Ding family is all a refiner. The refiner competition of this conference will definitely participate. In order to suppress his brother, he is very eager to get the falling star stone. .

"It turned out to be so," Mo Tiankuo smiled, "Falling Star Stone, the teacher has given a small piece to his brother."

Ding Zijin's eyes lit up, and it was much easier to get the falling star stone from the hands of this Jindan monk than to seek Qingtong.

"It's just..." Mo Tiankuo scratched his head with some embarrassment. "I'm also a refiner, and this refining contest is also about to participate. I heard Wen Yuguo was in the prize."

Ding Zijin heard that he was also a refiner, and his heart suddenly sank, and he heard that he was for Wen Yuguo, and he immediately regained his spirit: "Xiandi listened badly, and there was no Wen Yuguo in the prize."

Mo Tianran frowned, looking very disappointed.

"However, if the younger brother wants, he can think of a way for his brother." Ding Zijin said politely, but his expression was quite determined.

"Does this really matter?" Mo Tianluo surprised his face, "It's not to be concealed, the younger brother is to get a Wenyu fruit, so that it can be used when the baby is born in the future. Censored Kung Fu."

The two hit it off, Mo Tiankuo said that he wanted to see Wen Yushu.Ding Zijin only smiled and invited him to visit.

Wen Yushu is the treasure of the town, but the arrival of the guests can be seen from a distance.

Mo Tianli went to the shed to hug the little fox and said that this was the spiritual favor that the Master just rewarded him, and took him out to see and see.Big Tiger heard that they were going out to play, and also stood up.

"Big fat, here to accompany Master Zun." Mo Tianluo rubbed Master's head,

"Roar--" Big Tiger Biya, this younger brother, is really disrespecting his brother!

The Liuyun Sect really is like Mo Tiankuo's guess. There are prohibitions and formations everywhere. Ding Zijin has a jade card in his hand, and most places are unobstructed.

The little fox squatted on Mo Tiankuo's shoulders, sniffed hard with his head raised, and distinguished the breath.Going down the mountain, on the long jade steps, he turned around and walked to the back of the school, and the little fox howled suddenly.

"What's wrong?" Mo Tianluo took the hair ball off his shoulder and exchanged glances with him.

younger sister!I smell my sister!My sister is injured!

The little fox struggled to get to the ground, Mo Tianluo pretended not to hold on, and let it run.

"Oh, bad brother Ding!" Mo Tiankuo exclaimed, causing Ding Zijin walking in front to look back.

Ding Zijin saw him running away from the monster, and he didn't care: "It is called back by blood contract."

"I haven't set a blood contract with it yet!" Mo Tiankuo said to be chased.

"What!" Ding Zijin was surprised, looking in the direction of the fox's running, frowning slightly, undecided blood beasts, if they were picked up by someone else, they must be counted as others. Mo Tiankuo, it is better to take the opportunity to buy him a good, "There are a lot of restrictions on the back hill, outsiders can not come in, do not worry, I will take you to find."

The two immediately trained the little fox to chase away.

Deep in the jungle, there was a row of bamboo houses, and the snow-white little fox was forced to the corner by a red fox, and he shivered.She has been tortured by the spirit horn for a long time, and she has been weak for a long time. Even in the face of this unwise monster, she can't resist for long.

"Hey, this is a metamorphosis monster, and the cubs born are definitely good." Two Wo Yunzong disciples stood outside the fence, smiling and waiting for the two monsters to meet.

The red fox opened his fangs, ready to bite the mother fox's neck to subdue her.

"Aww--" A cry of sorrow sounded, and everyone looked at them, and from some place, a white fox came out, biting the neck of the red fox, tearing off a piece of skin.

"Brother..." The little fox in the corner raised his head tremblingly, and looked at this scene in disbelief, and it took a while to react.