Chapter 183 You changed the bed and gauze curtains.
Lin Yujin suddenly felt as if the whole world had collapsed, and she could no longer see a ray of light. As if she had suffered some terrible blow, her legs buckled, and she knelt on the ground as if all her strength had been drained.
He stretched out a trembling hand, his arm shaking, and his shrill voice was broken, "What are you doing! What are you doing! Open your mouth right now! It's not even dark yet!"
Despite knowing that it was Feng Huixue who had always been by her junior sister's side, helping her through the most difficult days, and treating Xingxing as her own daughter.
But when Lin Yujin witnessed her junior sister being viciously bitten and chewed on by a dog, she shattered on the spot, her eyes turning red.
The wind swirls, but the snow refuses to disperse.
He had long since gone mad from holding back. To him, Jiang Xianwan was like a bucket of hot oil poured over his head; a slight touch would set him ablaze, leaving only lust clouding his judgment.
Confined to a small space, he impatiently pressed himself against his chest.
A white tail, wrapped around its waist twice like a spring vine, even the tip of the tail seemed to lose its senses, groping around aimlessly like a headless fly.
Jiang Xianwan's expression was almost numb, as if his soul had been hollowed out and he was unable to cope, to the point that he had a painful illusion.
She couldn't utter a single word, nor could she catch her breath; tears welled up in her eyes and rolled down her cheeks.
Only one thought remained in my mind: This kind of kissing is a bit... vulgar and obscene.
Feng Huixue subconsciously used the tip of her tongue to lick the teardrop, feeling both sour and jealous. She fiercely bit Jiang Xianwan's lips again, her voice muffled and hoarse, snarling, "You're not allowed to change it even if it doesn't work!"
"Hmm!"
"Say...no changing!"
"...The wind hasn't been changed..."
The remaining sound was once again completely swallowed by the fox.
His fox-like eyes were filled with longing and a growing desire, and his snow-white fox ears peeked out from his black hair, trembling.
He kissed her until the person in his arms kicked and thrashed in pain, tears streaming down her face. He held the weak-legged Jiang Xianwan tightly in his arms, his chin resting tenderly on her neck.
With tender eyes, she gently blinked at Lin Yujin, who was lying on the ground, on the verge of fainting from despair.
His voice was still slightly hoarse and his breathing was a little heavy.
"Greetings, Junior Brother."
Junior, senior, elder brother.
Looking at Feng Huixue's slightly swollen, watery lips, and her junior sister who was limp in his arms and couldn't even stand up, Lin Yujin rolled his eyes and suddenly died!
Jiang Xianwan's eyelashes were wet. She touched Feng Huixue's slender waist and twisted it. "You dead fox, you scared your junior brother. Let go."
Feng Huixue felt both pain and indescribable pleasure, and let out a muffled groan. He lowered his head and impatiently pecked her lips again.
She said, feeling wronged, "I won't let go. Your pinching has caused me serious internal injuries."
"It won't get better without thousands of kisses."
Jiang Xianwan was about to pull off his fox ears, which had popped up out of nowhere, when she heard Feng Huixue grinding his teeth.
"Also, Jiang Xianwan, shall we talk about the seven men again?"
Jiang Xianwan: "...Then forget it."
Feng Huixue snorted, then grabbed her neck again, leaned down close, and breathed heavily and indistinctly, "If you want to give up, fine."
Watching her junior sister being hugged and kissed again, Lin Yujin shook her head in pain, dragged her two legs that couldn't stand up, shook her arms, and crawled out of the courtyard, scratching the ground.
Sobbing, he said, "Kill me...kill me..."
"I'm not going to live... I'm going to die..."
Waaaaah!
Senior Brother!
Second Brother!
When Jiang Xingxing arrived, his father was being chased all over the yard by his mother. He patted the black tortoise with his little hand with a worried expression, then looked at it with his little face in his hands and sighed.
"Big Black, those two love to argue, you'll get used to it."
Big Black: "..." It's clear that his father is enjoying being beaten.
Feng Huixue smiled, revealing two sharp white teeth. With one hand, she grabbed Jiang Xianwan, who was clutching his fox ears, and with the other, she grabbed Jiang Xingxing, who was on the back of the Xuan Turtle.
"Stop hitting me, I admit I was wrong, okay?"
"Your son is here, at least give me some face."
Jiang Xianwan grabbed his two fox ears and tugged at them, saying irritably, "Face? What face do you have left?"
They had to literally kiss someone to death.
Is he a dog?
Having experienced the feeling of suffocation several times, Jiang Xianwan's lips were swollen from biting, and she almost thought that today was her death day.
Feng Huixue felt wronged. "It's my first time kissing someone like that. Can you blame me for not being careful? We can kiss a few more times and it will be fine."
Jiang Xianwan: "..." He still wants to kiss me?
Jiang Xingxing: "..." silently covered her ears with her small hands.
Xuan Gui rolled its eyes at Feng Huixue, then quickly followed after her with its short legs.
Feng Huixue put the mother and daughter down, lifted the bed board, then lifted the warm jade brick, and smugly stuffed Jiang Xianwan into the tunnel.
"I dug all night and found a way straight to our bedchamber. Pretty impressive, huh?"
Thinking of something, he threatened fiercely, "You're not allowed to live in that big bad wolf's lousy hole!"
"His digging skills are far inferior to mine. What nonsense about being the number one in the Sirius Clan? I am the number one in the Demon Realm!"
Jiang Xianwan: "..." You want to compare this too?
However, when she entered the side hall where Jiang Xingxing slept, it was as if she had suddenly stepped into a sea of luxury.
The beams are made of sandalwood from the cloud-top, and are carved with a lively and lifelike nine-tailed fox, as well as all sorts of other demons that Jiang Xingxing likes.
A portrait of a woman in blue hangs in the center; her profile is blurred, but it is not hard to see that her eyes and brows are smiling.
Each pearl, smooth and delicate, larger than her fist, was treated like a glass bead and rolled all over the ground.
A few wisps of light, fragrant mist emanated from the mouth of an exquisitely carved auspicious beast, as if proclaiming the noble status of the owner of this place.
The ground beneath one's feet is imbued with spiritual energy, making one feel as if they are sinking into an indescribable ocean of comfort, giving one the urge to lie down, spread one's arms, and swim freely.
In short, every speck of dust and every ray of light, wherever one looked, even the small couch that was clearly made of black tortoise, silently exhaled the breath of supreme power.
The bedroom next door, Feng Huixue's, seemed simple, but... it was far too ambiguous, so ambiguous that Jiang Xianwan rubbed her eyes several times.
Her gaze naturally settled on the spacious bed that looked like a place where one could easily sleep.
Just as I was marveling at how big the bed was, I belatedly realized that my eyelids were twitching heavily.
Those layers of veiled mist, as thin as cicada wings and as light as clouds, seemed to be a mist soaked in moonlight, flowing down like water to form several hazy barriers.
It's easy to see that if a person were to move within it, the moonlight, filtered so subtly through the veil of shadows...
That's not the point.
The key point is that the fox, looking at the beaded curtain hanging near the outside of the gauze, blushed and guiltily looked away.
Jiang Xingxing's eyes lit up, blinking rapidly, and she tilted her head up, "Dad, did you change the bed and the gauze curtains?"
His dad's old bed was nice, but not as nice as this one, and not as big either.
This looks so soft and comfortable.
Feng Huixue: "..."
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