As the sun set, Xiao Lingyun walked into the kitchen, the silver tray in his hand filled with leftovers. The kitchen is also in the style of Lu Qingyang, equipped with the most luxurious and expensive kitchen amenities: custom-made German stainless steel appliances, numerous cupboards and Italian granite countertops, as well as large and bright floor-to-ceiling windows.

The light was too much and too bright, Xiao Lingyun complained in his heart.

Ruan Yuanshou was standing in front of the sink scrubbing something vigorously. He turned around and saw Xiao Lingyun, and hurriedly said, "Master, you don't need to bring the tray." ”

"Of course." Xiao Lingyun put down the tray and propped his hands on the kitchen counter.

Ruan Yuanshou screwed on the faucet and asked, "Do you need anything?" ”

Let's speak, Xiao Lingyun urged in his heart, don't pestle like an idiot.

"Ruan Yuanshou, you are doing a good job. I just wanted you to know that. ”

"Thank you, master." The old butler's voice was very soft, "I really don't know what to do if there is no one to take care of me." I've made this my home. ”

"This is your home, and it will always be your home for as long as you want."

Xiao Lingyun turned around and walked towards the door. Before he stepped out of the door, Ruan Yuanshou spoke: "This is also your home, master." ”

He shook his head: "I already have a sleeping nest, and I don't need another." ”

Xiao Lingyun walked into the hall, and an unusual impulse surged in his chest. Fuck, Yan Xiaojing had better live properly. Otherwise, the person who dared to hurt her had better start praying now, asking God to bless him from dying!

What if Yan Xiaojing decided to avoid him? That's okay too. Her body will need something that only he can provide. So it won't be long before she returns to him, or she dies.

He thought about the tender skin on her neck, the feeling of his tongue licking it.

It was as if Yan Xiaojing was right in front of him, and he was going to completely suck up her yang spirit.

Xiao Lingyun closed his eyes longingly, his body trembled, and his stomach, which was full of food, turned into a bottomless pit of constant asking and thirsting at this moment, and he felt a faint pain.

He struggled to remember when he had last eaten. It's been a while, but it's certainly not that long.

He tried to control his desires and force himself to calm down, which was tantamount to slowing down a speeding train with a hand brake alone. Still, the cold current of sanity eventually triumphed over the exhausting and relentless bloodthirsty impulses.

Returning to reality, Xiao Lingyun still felt uneasy, because his body's instinct was still crying out for more playing time.

That woman was too dangerous for him. Just because she's not in this empty and boring room has such a strong effect on him. Perhaps, she is his dead end.

In other words, Yan Xiaojing is his door, his direct express train to self-destruction.

Xiao Lingyun scratched his head. Except for Yan Xiaojing, he has never been so eager for a woman. It's so fucking ironic.

But things may not be as dramatic as they seem, and maybe that's exactly how Dead Hole works. Keep letting go and pushing the factor that can destroy you, let it lurk around you, and find hope at any time to stumble you.

Besides, what's the fun if you can easily avoid the minefield in your mind at all times?

He's so annoyed! He needs to take care of Yan Xiaojing as soon as possible. Once she had passed the refining period, Xiao Lingyun was ready to hand her over to a suitable male, a civilian vixen.

At the same time, a bloody scene flashed through his mind, and he remembered the beaten young vixen.

How can a fox spirit civilian ensure her safety?

He didn't know the answer, and he had no choice. But he definitely can't leave Yan Xiaojing behind.

Perhaps, he could leave her in the care of other brothers?

Oh, yes. Which should he choose? Su Pan? He would only let Yan Xiaojing join his harem, or worse, accidentally eat her. Valarilo? He's already in trouble.

Bayust?

Thinking that Yan Xiaojing would sleep with one of these brothers, did he really think he could accept it?

Fuck, how is this possible!

Oh my God, he's tired of thinking about it.

Valarilo suddenly teleported to the front of him. The vixen didn't wear the Denver Wild team's ball cap that night, and Xiao Lingyun only vaguely identified the person through the complex tattoo on the opponent's left eye.

"I've found Owens." Valarilo lit a cigarette with his gloved hand and exhaled a puff of smoke, a smell of Turkish tobacco filled the room, "48 hours ago, he was arrested by the police on suspicion of sexually ~ assault. His father had flown to Thailand, and they were now together, and his father happened to be a U.S. senator. ”

"The princelings of high-ranking people."

"It couldn't be higher. I overstepped my authority to investigate, this little ghost named Owens is a problem teenager, full of anger, and has a strong desire to come to Thailand to do mischief, and has stayed in Thailand longer than the United States. I can now imagine that his daddy's campaign advisers would not want to hear that the kid is 18 years old. Because since then, any crime committed by Owens goes on the public record. In other words, the reporters in the United States will be interested in the news of Eulingus. ”

"Did you get his address?"

"Yes." Valarilo grinned, "Are you going to give this kid some blood?" ”

"As you foresaw."

"So, let's go."

Xiao Lingyun shook his head: "Later that night, I will meet you and other brothers here." I'm going somewhere else first. ”

He could feel Vallarillo's eyes sharpen, and with the vixen's ingenuity, he must have guessed a lot.

Among the brothers, Vallarillo possessed an innate strength of mind, and he paid a price for it.

Of course, Xiao Lingyun has his own demons, but the two of them are not going to take a leisurely stroll in the park, so he doesn't want Vallarillo to take responsibility for himself. Anticipating the future is also a terrible burden.

Valarilo took a long puff of his cigarette and slowly exhaled a pile of smoke: "Last night, I dreamed of you. ”

Xiao Lingyun's body froze, he seemed to be prepared for this, he said: "I don't want to know, brother, I really don't want to know." ”

The vixen nodded: "As long as you remember one sentence, okay?" ”

"Yes."

"The tortured guards will attack each other."

"Dinner was nice." When the car stopped in front of the apartment building, Yan Xiaojing spoke.

Charunwan couldn't agree more. The woman who sat elegantly with him at dinner was not only beautiful, but also intelligent and humorous. Even if he occasionally crosses the line, she will lose no time in beating him back.