Ning Yufeng pressed his claws on Ling Yu, and he could almost beat him into a pulp with one force, but the next moment, Ning Yufeng swayed for some reason. Ling Yu below did not notice this small movement, but Lan Shuang, who was sitting on his back, felt it clearly.
She curled her fingers slightly, said nothing, and silently smoothed Shun Ning Yufeng's fur.
Ning Yufeng raised his head and said, "Come down first. I need to change back into human form."
"Oh, okay." Lan Shuang jumped off him, and in a flash of white light, Ning Yufeng's figure kept shrinking, and finally turned back into a human form. He stared at Ling Yu coldly, not giving him a chance to talk nonsense, and used his palm as a blade, scratching several major acupoints on Ling Yu's body, and cutting his tendons.
Ling Yu's eyes immediately bulged out, his veins popped out in pain, and his face looked grim.
"you--"
The flexibility of hands is very important for monster catchers, because they cannot make hand seals and chant incantations without the support of their hands. Once their hands are disabled, their career as a monster catcher will be over.
Ning Yufeng lowered his eyes and glared at him coldly, "This is your retribution. From now on, our feud is written off. If you dare to come and pounce in front of me again, I will make sure you never come back."
After he finished speaking, a flash of purple lightning appeared in the sky, and the oath was established.
Ling Yu felt hopeless, he might as well be dead.
But Ning Yufeng didn't bother with him anymore. After saying that, he took Lan Shuang's hand and took her to break the formation and leave.
The moment she went out, Lan Shuang retracted her ears and tail, and hid her demonic aura very well. She looked no different from a normal person. She wore slippers that didn't fit her feet and staggered after Ning Yufeng.
Ning Yufeng was in a very bad state. He walked very fast, his body tense, as if he was trying hard to endure something. Lan Shuang didn't call him at first, but later he couldn't keep up. Ning Yufeng was almost flying, and Lan Shuang's shoes were about to be thrown out. In desperation, she stopped and said, "Ning Yufeng, wait a minute."
Ning Yufeng's Adam's apple rolled up and down, and he turned around with suppressed emotion, his voice inexplicably hoarse: "What?"
"My shoes are about to fall off." Lan Shuang pointed to the men's slippers on her feet that were obviously several sizes too big.
Ning Yufeng looked in the direction of her finger. Below the white and slender ankle was a pair of clean feet. The toes were round, the nails were slightly pink, and they were trimmed just right. At this moment, they were moving restlessly, and half of the sole of the foot was out of the shoe, almost stepping on the ground.
That part glowed white against the black ground, like the moon in the sky.
Ning Yufeng's eyes suddenly darkened, like the sea before a storm.
He turned around abruptly and said to Lan Shuang, "Come up."
"Ah?" Lan Shuang looked at him in confusion, and saw him squatting down.
She didn't hesitate and was carried on Ning Yufeng's back as soon as she lay down. Ning Yufeng was very tall and it felt special to lie on his back and look at the world.
When passersby saw the two of them, they all had a friendly and playful smile on their faces.
Lan Shuang leaned on Ning Yufeng's shoulder and asked softly, "What's wrong with you?"
Ning Yufeng pursed his lips and said after returning to the community: "I seem to..."
"What?" Lan Shuang didn't hear the last few words clearly. Ning Yufeng's voice was too soft. There were quite a lot of people in the elevator. Ning Yufeng put Lan Shuang down and neither of them spoke.
It was not until they returned home that Lan Shuang lowered her head to change her shoes when she suddenly felt a strong force behind her, grabbing her waist and pushing her against the wall.
Lan Shuang didn't even have time to put on her shoes. Her bare feet stepped on the tile floor, which was so cold that she couldn't help but curl up her toes, "Hiss—cold!"
Ning Yufeng frowned and was silent for a moment. He pinched her waist and lifted her up, letting Lan Shuang step on his feet. Their bodies were tightly pressed together. Summer clothes were thin to begin with, and with them so close together, Lan Shuang could clearly feel the ups and downs of Ning Yufeng's breathing and his burning body temperature.
It's ridiculously high and a bit hot.
Lan Shuang quickly looked up. Under the light, Ning Yufeng's flushed face was clearly visible. That red was not the red of being sick, but a red with a hint of spring.
And the way he looked at her was unprecedented - fierce, as if he would pounce on her at the next moment.
Lan Shuang blinked hesitantly, "You..."
"I'm in heat."
The two spoke at the same time. Ning Yufeng took a quick breath after he finished speaking. Lan Shuang was surprised: "But isn't spring already over?"
Ning Yufeng's hand fell uncontrollably on Lan Shuang's neck, slowly groping upwards, then clamped her jaw with his tiger's mouth, his veins tensed, and used a little force to force Lan Shuang to lift her head.
Lan Shuang had to look directly into his eyes full of desire.
"Because before, I was forcibly suppressing it. There was nothing I liked, so it didn't matter whether I was in heat or not. But now it's different. You are by my side. I don't want to endure it anymore, and I can't help it."
Ning Yufeng's voice was unstable and his breath was very heavy, but it inexplicably carried a hint of bewitching meaning.
Lan Shuang looked at him, "So, do you want my help?"
Ning Yufeng was startled, his eyes lit up, "Are you... willing? If you don't want to, I can use other methods."
Lan Shuang is also a demon, and she knows how difficult the estrus period is. The purer the demon's bloodline, the more unable they are to resist their innate instincts, and their estrus period is often longer and more intense.
If they are not comforted properly at this time, they may easily do something to hurt themselves.
"Xiao Baba, how much is his favorability now?" Lan Shuang asked before closing her eyes.
888 covered his eyes and said, "It has been rising sporadically during this period. Now it is 82."
A smile appeared on Lan Shuang's lips. She raised her hands and put them around Ning Yufeng's neck. Without saying a word, she just used a little strength to pull him down.
She said to 888 in her heart: "Enough."
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