"It's excited to see you!" Ancestor Hongjun gasped.

"Why is it still moving?"

"It's saying hello to you!"

"It's so cute!"

"Then why don't you kiss it? It has already greeted you, and you should return the favor!" Ancestor Hongjun was kidnapping the Donghuang Bell.

Donghuang Zhong put his little face close to the stick and looked at it carefully for a long time. He found that it looked like a mushroom with peach blossoms on the top. It was a good color. With the coaxing of his ancestor, he timidly stretched out his little tongue and licked his heart.

I felt shy for no reason, so I said weakly: "That's okay, I'll greet it too."

The stick moved again like a nod, and Patriarch Hongjun said hoarsely: "Brother Mushroom said he likes your tongue very much and wants to play with you! Kiss it again!"

The encouraging eyes of Patriarch Hongjun made Donghuang Zhong hold back his shyness, stick out his pink tongue, and gently wrap around the stick and kiss it like a bully.

"Well...that's great...that's it..." Ancestor Hongjun breathed comfortably

Donghuang Zhong kissed the stick vigorously and found that it had become very unruly and straight, more arrogant than a general. In order to punish its arrogance, it took the mushroom head in its mouth, swallowed gently and thought to itself:

"I told you to be arrogant, and now you are still arrogant!"

"Oh..." Ancestor Hongjun couldn't bear it anymore. He pulled up Donghuang Zhong's head, turned her over and pressed her down. The stick pressed threateningly between Donghuang Zhong's legs.

Being suddenly pressed down, Donghuang Zhong clearly saw the frightening fire in Patriarch Hongjun's eyes, which made her heart beat wildly for no reason and her body trembled.

"Be good, stay away a little, I'll cool you down!" Ancestor Hongjun whispered softly

Although Donghuang Zhong didn't know why she had to open her legs to relieve the heat, she believed him and opened her legs obediently, looking at the ancestor Hongjun with confusion.

Ancestor Hongjun raised his waist, dived hard, and inserted the stick deeply.

"Ah... it hurts..." The tearing pain made Donghuang Zhong's eyes filled with mist for a moment.

Ancestor Hongjun kept his body motionless, kissed the cherry lips, endured the impulse, and gently comforted: "Be good, the pain will stop in a while!"

The stick inserted straight into the body was like a knife, which caused Donghuang Zhong unbearable pain. He pushed Ancestor Hongjun on his body with his little hands, "Come out, it hurts!"
Chapter completed!