Mo Beichen gently holds the white beaver to the bed, and her long white fingers scratch her flushed face.

Hang his head and kiss the red lips, just a little, then bury his head in her neck.

"Beaver, I..."

Hoarse to almost enchanting voice full of forbearance.

Listening to the heavy wheezing sound in his ear, the white beaver's heart slowly throbbed.

Give it to him. Since you have identified him, there is nothing to be reserved about. You are a modern person, not an ancient person.

As for Murong Xunzi, she has only friends for him. I believe she can explain clearly and he will understand.

Take his head and gently remove the mask from his face.

The original white face is full of flush, and the deep Silver Purple eyes are full of lust. The cold sweat on the forehead drops down, and the sword eyebrows are deeply locked. It seems that they are enduring great pain.

White beaver raised his sleeve to wipe the sweat from his forehead.

"Beaver..."

Mo Beichen grabs her hand and looks at her.

The white beaver drew up the corner of his lips and put his hand around his neck.

The heavy breath was suddenly rapid, and the perspiration just wiped out of the forehead came out again.

Mo Beichen stiff body, do not dare to move, now he can not stand any provocation, she any action, a look can let his brain string broken.

Looking at the pain of Mo Beichen, white beaver eyes flash a touch of heartache.

"Fool..."

Helpless to hook up the corner of the lip, white beaver a turn over and then press him under the body.

"Beaver..."

The beaver leaned over and kissed his thin lips, swallowing his voice.

Mo Beichen a tight abdomen, a manic heat wave instantly rushed to the brain.

With one hand around her waist and the other on her head, he kissed her eagerly, as if to melt her into his own blood and bone marrow.

White beaver's consciousness gradually became confused, the brain was blank, there was no way to think.

"Beaver, my beaver..."

The rain like kiss fell on the white beaver's cheek, lips, snow neck

After a whirl, she lay under him again.

"Is that all right?"

He bit the tip of her ear and lured her with a hoarse voice.

"Well..."

The white beaver sings softly and responds unconsciously.

Mo Beichen's mind swings, and his eyes are full of joy.

I can't wait to take off my clothes and untie her again.

The heat in his body has reached the boiling point. The white beaver only feels that he is melted and can be turned into a pool of water at any time.

"I'll be gentle."

Seeing that she was a little nervous, he bowed his head and kissed her forehead lovingly.

"Well."

The white beaver is light.

Just when he was ready to go, a red light flashed, the original graceful girl instantly turned into a petite fox.

.... Mo Beichen instant silly eye, lenglengleng looking at the body of the small red fox, how do not believe their own eyes.

At the same time, someone in the heavenly palace seemed to feel something and suddenly opened his eyes.

"Beaver..."

Hoarse whispers reverberate in the open sky, as if thousands of years have passed.

In the room, the white beaver waited for a long time. He did not see Mo Beichen's action, so he opened his eyes in doubt.

See Mo Beichen stupidly looking at her, white beaver pretty face a red, nervously grasp the sheet.

Looking at that pair of coquettish eyes full of shyness, Mo Beichen slowly returns to God.

"Beaver, you..."

Mo Beichen sits up and holds the white beaver in his arms.

The white beaver's eyes flashed, thinking that he was going to change his posture. He was even more ashamed to close his eyes.

Looking at the shy little red fox in his arms, Mo Beichen is still hot in his heart.

"Beaver, you have become a fox."

A word hard to say, Mo Beichen feel like a dream.

"What?"

White beaver Leng Leng ground raises Mou, completely do not understand what Mo Beichen says.

Listening to Baili's Fox language, Mo Beichen is in a cold sweat.

Even fox language, the most strange is that he can understand.

"You have become a fox."

Mo Beichen took a deep breath and held the white beaver to his eyes.

White beaver looks at the small red fox in the eyes of Mo Beichen and is shocked instantly.

"You say..."

A string of fox language export, white cat again shocked.

The white beaver hung his head and looked at his little fox claws.

"I've become a fox. How can it be..."

White beaver kept shaking his head, and suddenly his heart beat down from the hand of Mo Beichen.

"Beaver..."

Mo Beichen immediately chased out.Jump up and down in the whole room for a while, white beaver jumps back to Mo Beichen's arms.

"Where's the mirror?"

Bai Li anxiously looks at Mo Beichen.

"What?"

Mo Beichen stupidly looks at white beaver, for a moment did not respond to what she said.

Thinking that Mo Beichen didn't understand, Bai Li was more anxious. As he stroked, he said, "what about the bronze mirror in your face? Why don't you have a mirror in your room?"

"I don't need a mirror."

He wears a mask every day. What does he want a mirror to do.

See white beaver anxious, Mo Beichen hold her through a back door.

White beaver blinked, but there was a back door in this room.

Mo Beichen holding white beaver, to his usual bath cold pool.

Shining on the cold pool, the white beaver finally saw what he looked like.

A little fox with red fur, big eyes, round neck, pointed mouth, and a fiery red tail as big as his body.

Clearly, is it the little fox in her dream before?

However, why did she become a fox in her dream? Did the night dream and the day change It should be. There is no such statement.

White beaver sad to turn back, stretch out a small claw, pitifully holding Mo Beichen.

"Oh Do you want me to be a fox

Looking at Bai Li's aggrieved little eyes, Mo Beichen hugs her heartily.

"Of course, I want you to be a stripper."

Mo Beichen said seriously, but in Bai Li's ear, it became a mockery.

"Are you a worm?"

White beaver discontented to hem, opened his mouth on the neck of Mo Beichen bit a bit.

"Well..."

A burst of crisp numbness has been passed from the neck to the body, Mo Beichen instantly chanted out the sound.

The white beaver raises the eyes, looks at the Mo Beichen that is full of love tide's eye son, the small face "Teng" ground burns up.

"You I'm like this, but you still... "

Under the heat of the heart, Mo Beichen chuckles and kisses the white beaver's mouth.

"No matter what you become, your influence on me will not change."

White beaver red face, coquettish eyes have shy also moved.

In this way, she hated herself, but he didn't dislike her at all.

But what would they do if she had been like this all her life?

It seems to see the idea of white beaver, Mo Beichen gently stroked her small head.

"Don't worry, this transformation should be temporary, maybe with the About it. "

Think of the scene just now, that burst pain again hit.

In an instant, the breath became heavy again.

Listen to Mo Beichen that heavy breath, white beaver's pretty face more red.

"Let's go to the cold pool."

"Yes."

Mo Beichen is obedient and enters the cold pool.

The sharp ice water seeps into the skin, and the hot and dry in the body instantly dissipates a lot.

But the white beaver is to beat a chill, one strength ground to Mo North Chen bosom drill.

She was afraid of water. After she became a fox, her fear of water seemed more profound.

Mo Beichen sees this, carries the aura to dry the white beaver's wet hair, and then carries her back to the shore.

Mo Beichen sat in the cold pool and began to run the ice formula again and again.

The white beaver sat on the shore with her legs folded, her small claws propped up her head and looked at Mo Beichen in the cold pool.

"You just said my transformation, and we just Well It's about intimacy? "

Thinking of what happened just now, Bai Li couldn't help blushing.

Mo Beichen opened his eyes and looked at Bai Li, "it should be, before you were still good, just in..."

A stream of heat surged into my heart, and Mo Beichen was in a cold sweat.

"Well Then, you changed. "

Mo Beichen Jun's face turned red, and once again he secretly moved the ice Jue.

It's just that today's ice cream formula doesn't seem to work.

White beaver eyes light flash, Lengleng to nod.

Maybe it is. Just now she felt as if she was going to be melted. She had never had such a hot feeling, even if she had a full moon night before.

"When can I change back?"

The beaver gazed at his small arms and legs with a sad face.

If she was allowed to be a fox all her life, she would be crazy.

Mo Beichen Silver Purple eyes flashed, "maybe, you have to be like me."

Bai Li blinked suspiciously, "do you mean to practice the ice formula?"

Where does she know the cold formula? She can't soak in this cold pool.

Looking at Bai Li's silly appearance, Mo Beichen's mind moved. He got up and picked up Bai Li. He joked in her ear, "it's to suppress desire."

Desire

Round big eyes can't help but look at Mo Beichen. In a moment, two tubes of nosebleed slipped down.Little by little, the slender fingertips gently wiped off the red under her nose.

"It's nosebleed. You're really a little fox."

The ambiguous banter sounds in Bai Li's ear. Bai Li immediately regains his mind and immediately takes back his eyes. He jumps out of Mo Beichen's arms.

"You, damn it."

White cat back to Mo Beichen, dare not look at him again.

She was afraid that she would not be able to recover herself in the evening.

Two people back to back, one sitting on the edge of the pool, the other sitting in the pool, both trying to restrain their own desire.

As time went by, it was dark in the twinkling of an eye.

In Ziyi palace, Murong Shuofeng prepared the dinner party, but all the people present seemed absent-minded.

"Will regent and Princess Qingcheng come again?"

"It should be. For the sake of those twenty cities, the princess of Qingcheng should also come."

"I'm not in a hurry to make a bet. Princess chilie and princess lanhuan are both injured and are recuperating in the post house."

"How can we not be in a hurry? This kind of thing must be sooner rather than later. What if they play tricks?"

Murong Shuofeng was not in the mood to watch the song and dance. He looked up from time to time to look outside the hall, and his eyes were vaguely worried.

The old man's face is becoming more and more ugly. If the stinky boy dares to do something bad to the beaver, he must kill him by himself.

Murong Xun's face was cold and he drank wine one cup after another, as if he were the only one in the hall.

Glancing at Murong Xun, Murong Shuofeng's eyes flashed slightly, and he whispered to Rong Gonggong, "go and see if the princess of Qingcheng has come."

Rong Gonggong nodded and bowed down.

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