Ye Junchen suddenly couldn't cry or laugh.

Other women will blush when they mention such things, but their own lady often talks about the joy of the boudoir, and she looks like a matter of course.

"It's not time yet."

"When is the time?" Eleven said unhappily, "You obviously promised me that you would give me meat after detoxification, Ah Ye is a big liar!" ”

While reproaching Ye Junchen, he stretched out his wolf claws and put his hands on him.

She doesn't believe it, she can't be a man!

Ye Junchen sighed secretly, really wondering why the little woman was so stubborn about sex.

Every time he teased him, he was horny, but he didn't want to possess her like this.

Just as that little hand was swimming to her abdomen, Ye Junchen clicked on Eleven's acupoint, making her unable to move.

"Ye Junchen, you bastard! Swindler! ”

Eleven didn't expect the other party to come to this trick and blurted out.

"Alright, alright." Ye Junchen looked at the fried Eleven, reached out and stroked her back, and said along with Mao, "I did this because I didn't want you to have regrets." ”

"......" regrets? It's a pity! If you don't give me meat to eat, it's a pity!

"I thought you were dead, that's why I had a secret marriage with you." Ye Junchen said, "You are not dead, in the eyes of many people, this secret marriage is not established, so tomorrow I will officially propose to the Jiang family and ask you to marry me in style." ”

Eleven was slightly stunned and blinked.

Seeing that the little woman was honest, Ye Junchen lowered his head and kissed her on the top of her head, suppressing his voice with bewitchment.

"I'll give it to you on the night of the real cave candle, be obedient and sleep obediently."

Eleven closed his eyes obediently.

At the same time, the cherry red lips softly overflowed with a word.

"Ah Ye, it's good to have you."

It was not yet dark.

Eleven opened his eyes, the man next to him was still asleep, breathing evenly, the corners of his mouth raised a happy smile, and he gently placed his little hand on Ye Junchen's forehead, inputting the spiritual power in his body into his body to enhance his repair ability.

It wasn't until her forehead was slightly sweaty that she withdrew her hand.

He bowed his head, kissed him on the thin lips like a dragonfly, and then got up to change his clothes and went out of the room.

In the corner of the courtyard squatted a huge body, although it was not very clear, but the outline could be seen clearly.

There was a smell of blood in the air.

Eleven softly closed the door, strode forward, and when he walked in, he saw that the white tiger's body was full of blood, it was injured by sharp claws, and the skin was open, and he couldn't help but be shocked.

The hands are gently placed on the wound, and the palms slowly emit white light on the wound, like the sun, warm but not hot.

After an unknown amount of time, the wound slowly stopped bleeding and gradually scabbed.

When all the wounds stopped bleeding, Eleven reached out to wipe the beads of sweat from his forehead, his pink cheeks also became pale and colorless, and his little hand gently stroked the white tiger's fur, again and again.

It wasn't until he saw the white beard trembling slightly that he withdrew his hand.

The fist-sized eyes slowly opened, and the originally golden eyes became dim, and there was no energy.

"Dabai, what do you think?" Eleven carefully held its big head and asked worriedly, "I'll send you to the Western Suburbs Mansion right away, the place of Yin Qi is suitable for recuperation." ”

"I'm fine, I was suddenly attacked by more than a dozen pseudo-corpse monsters, this white tiger body was too seriously injured, and when I came back, it took a lot of spiritual power, and I was a little tired." The White Tiger's voice was extremely weak, and a contemptuous smile rose at the corner of his mouth, "Even so, except for those who were captured by me, the rest were killed by me." ”