The Little Cutie is Taken Away by the Paranoid Male God

Ye Che leaned on the head of the bed, let Luo Ci rest on his lap, drooping down his slender eyelashes like crow feathers, his eyes were deep and soft, and his slender fingers caressed her cute little face.

Her features are delicate, but not aggressive. The face is very small, and more than half of it can be covered by one hand. It looks very petite, but it feels a little fleshy and soft, and it doesn't look thin at all.

After falling asleep, it was not the kind of peaceful sleeping face, but slightly pouting lips, with the side face resting on his lap and rubbing slightly, like a soft little animal acting coquettishly and lacking a sense of security, both hands hugged involuntarily. hold his legs.

Ye Che remembered that when he was a baby, he rested with her, and every time she fell asleep, she hugged him tightly, and when she woke up, she denied it with a sullen face, and said that he was too clingy, so he was very clingy at night. To pester her.

But she didn't know that every time he really fell asleep after she fell asleep, he was just... too scared.

——Fear that this is just a dream, and only myself will be left in the end.

— Only darkness and coldness remained.

At that time, his memory was broken, and he lost too many memories, which made him always panic in his heart.

She only showed obvious emotions when she wanted to touch his fishtail and sleep. It was pure liking, complete intimacy, and exposed her soft side without any scruples.

So he was always very obedient back then.

He wanted to see her make an exception to himself all the time.

And now, it seems that it has come true.

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Luo Ci nestled under the quilt sullenly.

Even people and their heads are covered, so they cannot come out.

Actually passed out.

The little hands twisted the quilt tightly, and the little face was a little red from the boredom, of course, it might be from anger.

It is true that she has never had a divine bond before...but her spiritual consciousness should be stronger than the fragments, and she passed out in the end.

It shouldn't be.

Ye Che just left for a while, prepared some snacks, and found that the little friend was like a rabbit hiding in the nest, insisting on staying in the nest and refusing to come out.

The long and narrow eyes were slightly amused, she put down the thing, and tried to pull the quilt, but she still couldn't pull it with some force.

So he could only hug the quilt together, and said with a low voice and a smile, "What's wrong with the baby?"

The little guy in the quilt looked like he didn't want to talk to him, and he was still nesting well.

Ye Che felt that the quilt was too intrusive, and he couldn't see his little partner, nor could he kiss properly, so he asked patiently, "What did I make you unhappy, just tell me, and I'll change it."

There was some movement in the bed, just a small slight movement.

"You can punish me however you want." The words seemed to be asking her to do whatever she wanted.

Ye Che obviously felt that the little guy let go of his strength, and directly pulled off the quilt, and gently held her face in his big hands, which was still a little hot red.

A small smile flashed in his eyes, "What's wrong?"

Luo Ci was slightly dissatisfied, "My consciousness is still a little numb..."

The adult merman remained silent for a while before saying in a hoarse voice, "It's my fault, I'll be gentle next time."

His consciousness is indeed... a bit fierce.

In fact, the consciousness can be turned into a villain, but if you touch it without turning into a villain, it will be easier to blend together and be more intimate.

He tried to appease, "Didn't you find a book of dual cultivation exercises yesterday? I read it, we can use the movements on it, and then introduce spiritual consciousness little by little..."

As for the above action, it might as well be that he hugged the little friend directly, at least it wasn't back to back, and it wasn't fingers facing each other.

That dual cultivation exercise is aimed at the fusion of spirit and consciousness, and it is very serious on the surface. It is hard to say how it came from the sea of ​​consciousness.

What Ye Che didn't know was that the person who created this exercise was more concerned about face, and wanted to pass on the exercise to future generations. People who cultivated it were relatively conservative, and it was too blatant. Cultivators couldn't cultivate with a thick skin. Therefore, the pictures engraved on the exercises can be as serious as possible, but in fact, when it comes to the fusion of spirit and consciousness, they are extraordinarily open.

Luo Ci blushed silently again, she rushed forward to cover his mouth, "Stop talking."

He also obediently stopped talking, and just looked at her with a pair of extremely gentle eyes.

He has already left a strong enough breath in the little friend's sea of ​​consciousness, and his mind is very happy and relaxed.

For monks, the dual cultivation of mind and soul is the most direct and thorough possession.

After thinking about it, he said, "I will marry you."

He had already told Luo Ci about his becoming a Demon Lord, including her master and senior brothers.

"Is the baby going to hold a Taoist couple ceremony at Xianmen?"

The beautiful merman narrowed his excited eyes slightly, "The demon hall has the aura of the former demon master, it's not clean, it's dark, it's not suitable for a baby, I should come here with a dowry."

As soon as the voice changed, he said again, "Or build another magic palace."

Luo Ci silently hugged his waist, "You marry in."

Ye Che tightened his arms, looked at the little guy in his arms, and said with a smile, "Okay."

Even though she was shy, she still threw herself into his arms frankly.

To like is to like, to be angry is to be angry.

Simply and directly.

...

For the matter of becoming a Taoist companion, Ye Che was very concerned, and the senior brothers were still a little bit against it at first, how could this guy chase after the junior sister so easily.

But when they heard from Ye Che that he and his younger junior sister had already cultivated both spiritual senses, they all fell silent, unable to say anything more.

Except for a few senior brothers and the master of Xianmen, no one else knows.

"Report!!! The Demon Lord brought three thousand demon generals to come, come—" A disciple stationed at the door ran in panting.

A group of Immortal Sect disciples waited in full force, took out all kinds of weapons, and stared at the opening of the formation with a serious face, "Don't worry! There are so many people in my Immortal Sect, I'm not afraid of those little demons!"

"Come here to marry my little master!! Also, and—" The disciple finally finished his lingering words, but there was another sentence.

The disciples of the Immortal Sect dropped their weapons, and then held them tightly, "No!! The little master has a Taoist companion!!" They didn't know that Ye Che was the Demon Lord, so they felt that they couldn't sacrifice the little master to get married.

The disciple finally breathed out, "He looks exactly the same as the little master's Taoist companion, except for his eyes."

The Xianmen disciples glared at him one after another, "Can you finish it all at once!!"

The main board of the door appeared with a serious face, and said in a deep voice, "Open the formation."

The formation revealed the scene outside the fairy gate. The leading man was dressed in gold-plated black clothes, with scarlet eyes, standing on the back of the monster, with a majestic aura, less gloomy and cold, and supreme power.

Behind them are an unknown number of demons, each holding a plate of treasures, such as a thousand-year-old soul-nourishing wood, a ten-thousand-year South Sea blood pearl, a ten-thousand-year golden silkworm wood, a thousand-year-old stone stalactite...

Each person presented one piece, a total of 999 rare objects, plus countless top-quality Lingshi night pearls and so on.

Even the head of the sect can't help but marvel, this is a big deal, even the immortal sect can't produce so many things.