Chapter 183 You Are Not a Ball? Then Who Are You?
Zuo An was still wondering whether the horn was the right length when he saw the ball floating in the air again.
Yeah...Isn't it going to float away?
This was too much. Zuo An jumped up and stretched out his hand to grab the ball, but his fingers didn't even touch the "butt" of the ball.
“Round ball, round ball…come back soon…” Zuo An jumped and shouted below, baring his teeth and claws.
I don’t know if it heard Zuo An’s voice, but when the ball was about three meters high from Zuo An, it stopped and no longer floated up.
Zuo An looked up and saw the round bottom of the ball. Then he blinked, and when he looked again, he saw a pair of white soles of feet and two round balls?
A round ball?
Meow, that's a butt!
Zuo An took several steps back and looked up again. Sure enough, the ball had turned into a human form - completely naked.
Oh!
Zuo An's mouth twitched. What's wrong with this ball? Once it transforms into a human form, it likes to be naked.
It was already much better in the Hehuan Sect. Every time he transformed, he would know to transform into clothes. Why did he start to behave like this when there was no one around?
I still think that since he has seen it so many times, it doesn’t matter if he sees it a few more times.
Zuo An tried his best to ignore Yuanqiu's body with overly beautiful muscular lines and tried hard to look at his face. Then he discovered the difference of Yuanqiu.
His silver hair was now loose, his eyes were tightly closed, and between his originally smooth eyebrows appeared a long, diamond-shaped red tattoo. At first glance, it looked like the flower ornaments on the forehead of an ancient lady, making his overly white face even more charming.
"It's that horn!" Zuo An suddenly had an idea and thought of the origin of the tattoo. It would look pretty good as a tattoo. It would be much better than having a red pointed horn on top.
But why hasn’t the ball woken up yet?
Is the upgrade not yet completed?
Zuo An took several steps back, lowered his head and rubbed his neck with his hand. His neck was sore from always looking up at the ball.
"Yuanqiu, are you finally okay?" Zuo An looked up at Yuanqiu again, muttering to himself. The next moment, he saw Yuanqiu's tightly closed eyes suddenly open, and his gaze fell steadily on him.
Zuo An was immediately delighted and reached out to greet Yuanqiu, "Yuanqiu, have you finished upgrading?"
The figure standing in the air seemed to see something interesting. His pupils shrank slightly, and he raised his foot and walked towards Zuo An, like an immortal descending to earth, walking in the air step by step.
For some reason, Zuo An felt a little uneasy when he looked at the ball coming down, and subconsciously took two steps back.
The man came in front of Zuo An in a flash, reached out and grabbed Zuo An's raised right hand, staring at Zuo An with his bloodshot eyes.
"What are you doing?" Zuo An wanted to retract his hand, but there was no emotion in the man's bloodshot eyes, which made Zuo An feel creepy.
"What are you hiding for?" The man spoke, his voice was very low and hoarse, as if he had not spoken for a long time.
"I didn't dodge, you pinched me and hurt me." Zuo An retracted his hand again, but his wrist was still tightly held by the man, and he couldn't move at all.
"Heh!" The man chuckled, and when he saw the blood stains on his fingers, his eyes became unclear.
"What are you laughing at?" Zuo An felt that the ball was very strange now. Whether it was the look in its eyes or the voice, they were all so strange, although its body was still the same.
Could it be that the ball has been possessed by someone else?
As Zuo An was thinking this, he felt his middle finger getting hot. He looked up and saw that Yuanqiu had put his middle finger into his mouth. Something wet and soft slid across the fingertip, causing the wound that had just stopped bleeding to feel a slight tingling and itching. The feeling was like an electric shock, and it immediately rushed to Zuo An's tailbone, making him shiver all over.
"Yuanqiu, what are you doing?" Zuo An was shocked and angry, his ears turned red and he swung his left hand.
The man firmly grasped Zuo An's left wrist, which was swinging towards him. He raised his eyes to look at Zuo An, his bloodshot eyes full of teasing, and his wet and soft tongue was rubbing the fragile wound.
"Ahhh, what are you going to do?" Zuo An shouted and tried to tighten his fingers.
After the "noisy" man rolled up all the blood on his middle finger into his mouth, he raised his head and said something in a low voice. Then Zuo An found that he couldn't even move his fingers.
He looked at the man with shame and anger, licking his fingers one by one, and a tingling sensation spread from his fingertips to every part of his limbs.
[You, you, you, what on earth are you doing? You need to calm down, Yuanqiu!] His body couldn't move, and neither could his tongue, but his sense of touch became increasingly sensitive. Zuo An felt the hairs on his body stand up. He had to question this loudly in his mind, otherwise...
[Round ball, who is that?] The man raised his eyes, his bloodshot eyes meeting Zuo An’s dark eyes, but he didn’t stop. After licking one finger clean, he licked the tip of his finger with his bright red tongue right in front of Zuo An.
[You, it’s you, let me go.] Zuo An was about to cry. What was wrong with this guy?
[My name is not Yuanqiu!] After licking all the blood off his ten fingers, the man revealed a satisfied and contented look.
[You are not a ball? Then who are you? ]
Could it be that the ball was really possessed by someone else?
The man did not answer Zuo An's question. His eyes slid from Zuo An's already red face to his rosy lips.
"not enough!"
[What's not enough?] Zuo An noticed the man's gaze, it was too intense, so intense that he couldn't ignore it at all.
The man approached Zuo An, his face getting closer and closer. His beautiful features were so striking that Zuo An felt extremely nervous.
Bang bang bang...
As the man approached, Zuo An's heart began to beat rapidly. The hot breath sprayed on his face, entangled with his own breathing, and he suddenly felt a little drunk.
Zuo An's pupils shrank slightly. Something cool and soft brushed against his lips. His heart exploded sharply, and every muscle in his body tensed up.
The next moment, he felt a warm touch on the right side of his neck. Because his body could not move, he could only see the man's silver hair out of the corner of his eye.
The warm tip of the tongue lingered over the pulsating blood vessels, and the sharp teeth scraped the sensitive skin...
Ahhhhh, Zuo An’s heart beat faster. If he was tempted by the beauty just now, now his body was screaming danger.
"Your blood smells so good!" The man's lips pressed against Zuo An's neck skin, making a vague sound, but Zuo An heard it clearly and understood it.
"Virgin's blood..." The sharp teeth kept scratching Zuo An's neck skin. It didn't hurt but brought a strange feeling of oppression.
But Zuo An was now like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, his fur all over his body standing on end...
Virgin!
Fuck you virgin!
Your whole family is virgins!
[Are you going to bite or not? If you want to bite, do it quickly. Are you still a man if you keep dithering?] Zuo An was furious in his sea of consciousness.
[Heh! Man? I'm not a human!]
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