Chapter 547 If I touch her too much, will my tail go bald? (16)

Indeed, Bai Yao had no resistance to his body.

She could feel his smooth skin with just a slight movement, and the direct consequence was that her body became hot.

The long-haired man leaned against her body, his long white hair almost covering her body. He was breathing slowly and was drowsy. Suddenly, he seemed to sense something, and his whole body suddenly glowed.

"Yaoyao..." He was like a demon, with a sticky and lingering smile from his throat. He propped himself up slightly, his face restless on her shoulders, and his hands were even more restless. "I'm not sleepy, I want it too."

Who could resist this?

Bai Yao turned over, held his face and kissed him.

He held her waist happily. Something in the quilt brushed Bai Yao's ankle from time to time. She was now very calm about such things. When she was about to sit down, a scream came from the night.

It was like a stone thrown into a calm lake, instantly attracting everyone's attention.

Bai Yao looked in the direction of the window, but was quickly turned away by the unhappy person.

He pursed his lips and rubbed his waist upwards as if he could support himself, "Yaoyao, continue to love me."

"Something seems to have happened outside." Bai Yao touched the top of his head, "I'll go check it out, and I'll play with you when I come back."

The power went out again tonight. Bai Yao touched the flashlight at the bedside. She got out of bed and put on her clothes. Looking back, she saw a half-exposed man leaning against the corner of the bed holding the quilt.

The corners of his lips were slightly pursed, and his pale face showed the grievance of unsatisfied desires. His long hair, as beautiful as moonlight, was scattered casually and scattered on the bed, like a burst of resentment, expressing his dissatisfaction on his behalf.

Bai Yao couldn't bear it, so she climbed onto the bed and held his face. As she approached, he had already opened his lips skillfully and pressed them against hers first.

Once again, he added more of his own flavor to her body. The corners of his lips curled up slightly and smiled. His beautiful arms tried to hold her waist. When he pulled her closer, Bai Yao stepped back.

She touched the hair on his head. The strand of hair was flattened by her palm several times, just like an animal ear that fell down because of being touched.

"I'll be back soon. If you're sleepy, go to bed first."

He nodded obediently. "Well, Yaoyao, you have to come back soon to accompany me. I'm scared to be alone."

Bai Yao decisively left the flashlight to him. "Turn on the light. I will be back before the light goes out."

"Okay." He held the flashlight and randomly hugged a few strands of his soft hair. Chaos and beauty did not conflict on him, but instead revealed a bit of innocence.

They seemed to have forgotten that he, with his eyes covered with white silk, actually didn't need light at all.

After Bai Yao walked away, looking back every few steps, he was no longer obedient and weak, but sat up straight, with a strand of his long hair wrapped around his fingers. I don't know what he thought of, he put on his clothes slowly, hummed a tuneless little song and walked out of the room.

Someone died in the house again, this time it was the third aunt, Wen Jiujiu's mother.

In the middle of the night, the third uncle was still thinking about Wen Jiujiu and Zhou Xu. He thought that what his wife said might be true, maybe Zhou Xu and Wen Jiujiu could be together, after all, Zhou Xu was willing to sacrifice his life for Wen Jiujiu.

He couldn't fall asleep, so he pushed his wife beside him, trying to wake her up to discuss it together. It was at this time that he discovered the problem.

The person beside him was motionless, and there was no heat at all.

The third uncle quickly sat up and called his wife for a long time. After realizing that she was dead, he was so scared that he fell off the bed.

The people who hurried over had different thoughts.

Wen Jiujiu cried bitterly in Wen Ming's arms. After all, she was her biological mother. Wen Ming's face was not good either. He and Wen Jiujiu leaned together, like young birds trying to keep warm.

Wen Tingzhi wanted to go up and push Wen Ming away several times, but he was still rational and managed to hold back.

Zhou Xu stayed by and comforted Wen Jiujiu and Wen Ming. In his mind, Wen Jiujiu and Wen Ming were siblings. It was normal for them to lean together after something like this happened.

Third uncle's body was still shaking, "My wife was fine before, I really don't know why... She's gone without any warning!"

"Retribution, this is retribution!" Eldest aunt stood at the door and laughed, "The fox fairy appeared, this is the fox fairy appeared! The person who harmed my husband died just like that!"

Wen Tingzhi quickly grabbed his mother, "Mom, don't be like this."

Second uncle relied on his highest status and position, he spoke majestically, "Sister-in-law, if you are not feeling well, go back and rest, don't talk nonsense here!"

Two people died in a short time, second aunt rubbed her arms in fear, in fact, she was a little panicked. During this time, she saw eldest aunt enter the shrine, kneeling and worshiping the statue inside, muttering to herself, and the whole person looked like a madman.

Could it be that some wild monsters are really harming people?

Wen Xiaorou wanted to go over and comfort Wen Jiujiu, but her second aunt quickly grabbed her hand and pulled her back, "You silly girl, don't you think it's unlucky enough? What if you go over and get yourself into bad luck?"

Wen Xiaorou never dared to resist her parents. She lowered her head and stood aside, not moving.

Bai Yao came the latest. Seeing that everyone was in the room, and hearing them say that her third aunt had died, she was also surprised.

The eldest aunt was still laughing nervously, "I told you, this must be the fox fairy appearing. The fox fairy must have heard my wish, so she killed the person who harmed my husband!"

The third uncle was furious, "Don't spread rumors here! We have never done anything wrong!"

The eldest aunt smiled horribly, "If it wasn't a fox fairy, how did your wife die quietly?"

Everyone felt a cold wind blowing and a chill on their backs.

In the silence where you could hear a pin drop, Bai Yao suddenly interrupted, "Fox fairies can't kill people."

"It's the fox fairy! It's the fox fairy who killed people! What do you know, little girl!" The eldest aunt rushed towards Bai Yao excitedly, but was caught by Wen Tingzhi who ran over in time.

Wen Tingzhi looked at Bai Yao, "Speak less and don't irritate my mother."

Suddenly, Wen Tingzhi frowned, raised his hand and put it on his mouth and nose, and glanced at Bai Yao obscurely.

At the same time, in the main courtyard, the house was full of the smell of medicine.

The young man in red clothes and white hair turned on the flashlight. As he walked to the corner and then to the door, his hand shook. The light scattered everywhere in the dim room and several times it stung the eyes of the old man lying on the bed.

He raised the corners of his lips and walked briskly, looking so happy, "Xiaoxiao, did you see it? It's light, the light of the flashlight."

Master Wen's face was pale, and he forced a smile, "Yeah, I saw it."

"Yaoyao gave it to me." He finally stopped his messy steps, holding the flashlight, innocently and simply, showing off happily, "Yaoyao was worried that I wouldn't be afraid of the dark without her, so she gave the light to me. You also think Yaoyao loves me very much, right?"

His sleeves slipped down, and the marks left on the skin of his arms were very conspicuous. Even the collar, which was usually tightly covered, was slightly open, and he didn't know if he was not so careful today. The marks on his collarbone were also very imaginative.

It is conceivable that in those places that are hidden by the clothes, there are still many traces of being loved by the girl.

Master Wen lost the desire to speak for a while. He knew that no matter how much he prayed, it would be in vain.

"Xiao Xiao..." The man who was happy just now suddenly changed his breath. He held the flashlight in his arms, his head slightly lowered, like a lonely little beast. His

fingertips stroked the pattern on the flashlight, and his nails occasionally rubbed it lightly, and a harsh sound was faintly emitted.