Sweet Desire! The Cold Lord God, Who Can Tease, Coax, and Act Coquettish. - Chap 790
Si Jin couldn’t help but tremble when his lower back was touched.
The next moment, the white and furry tail ran out involuntarily.
Wrap around Mu Linyuan’s wrist.
Si Jin didn’t expect Feifei to have such a subconscious reaction.
My heart skipped a beat, and my ears immediately turned red.
“Master…Master…”
“Yeah.” When Mu Linyuan was a god, he had nothing to do and studied the habits of various spiritual beasts.
Seeing that Si Jin’s tail was obedient, his heartbeat, which had been dormant for many years, began to beat faster.
He reached out and pinched the back of the little beast’s head.
Two ears also popped out instinctively.
“What did you call me?” Mu Linyuan pecked his lips: “I didn’t hear you clearly, call me again.”
Si Jin put her arms around his neck and kissed him cooperatively.
Her beautiful eyes were full of bewilderment: “My name is…Master…”
“So Master, please follow my disciples’ instructions, okay?”
“Okay.” Mu Linyuan lowered his eyes, his long eyelashes swept across the young man’s face, and chatted with him across servers: “I will give myself to you as a teacher.”
After saying that, he let Si Jin lead him to the sandalwood couch.
Then, following the memory of the past, she held him in her arms and continued to kiss him.
But this time, he could clearly feel –
This is not a dream.
The young man’s lips were soft and his body exuded a faint fragrance.
It was enough to make him forget all persistence, break away from Taoism, and only focus on the person in front of him.
Fuck the master-disciple ritual.
Fuck the road to ruthlessness.
Even if he goes crazy and the world falls apart, it is enough to have this person.
… …
Maybe it’s because the Immortal Lord is unfamiliar with certain things, or maybe it’s because he has been practicing Qing Dynasty for many years and suddenly has a strong possessiveness.
At this time, Mu Linyuan was quite different from usual.
Compare……
Si Jin’s eyes were red from crying.
The bed curtain was torn, and two small cuts were made on the silkworm silk on his green-white fingertips.
Although it was quickly repaired by Mu Linyuan, a few drops of blood fell on the pure white sheets.
It seemed to be a silent accusation against Mu Linyuan on behalf of its owner.
It had been calm for a long time, but the tears in the young man’s eyes still lingered.
Si Jin gritted his teeth, feeling like he was surviving a disaster, and finally breathed a sigh of relief.
After all, he was afraid of pain.
Maybe I wasn’t afraid before.
But after coming out of Tianshen Prison, for some reason, I felt extra scared.
Therefore, I prefer a system that can block pain sensation.
In addition, he used his divine power last night to carefully protect Mu Linyuan’s spiritual roots.
Prevent him from being counterattacked by the true energy in his body.
After being distracted, he became even more… unable to withstand the torment.
Otherwise, he couldn’t be in such a mess.
After a while, the door was opened.
Mu Linyuan, who was dressed in white, had most of his hair gray.
On the surface, it is rare to see a bit of lively popularity.
He brought the porridge and walked to Si Jin: “Jin Jin, let’s have something to drink.”
Si Jin opened her eyes and was helped up by him, leaning against the corner of the bed.
His waist couldn’t support it, so he leaned slightly and fell into Mu Linyuan’s arms, almost being blown away by the ice.
“Why are you so cold?”
Mu Linyuan quickly stretched out his hand to help the person, picked up the bowl on the side, and said nonchalantly: “It’s nothing, the spiritual root has just mutated. In the past few days, my body will feel a little cold. It will be fine as soon as you get used to it.”
“Spiritual root mutation?”
“Yes.” Mu Linyuan scooped up a spoonful of porridge and brought it to Si Jin’s lips: “I have practiced the ruthless path for three hundred years. If the ruthless path is broken, the spiritual power in the body will fluctuate greatly.”
“I originally had water spirit roots, but now I have mutated into ice spirit roots.”
“My cultivation level has also reached the Great Perfection of the Mahayana stage.”
“And hair…”
