Yan Zhaoyue heard that it was Ni Lin, but then saw that his face looked strange, so she didn't answer the call. She held his cheeks with both hands, and there was a sickly paleness between her brows.

"Zhao Yue..." Long Yuzhi's voice was hoarse and low, as if there was a hint of pleading.

For the first time, he didn't want her to touch him, and he wanted to turn his head away.

"Huh?" Yan Zhaoyue's smile was clear and clean, but a cold light flashed in his eyes, and his tone was gentle: "What's wrong? People who usually stick to me won't let me touch them now?"

As he spoke, his hand became a little stronger.

Long Yuzhi, who could usually break free from her control, was like a delicate little flower, unable to move.

He noticed that Zhaoyue was angry, her throat was sliding up and down, and she couldn't make a sound for a while, just pursed her lips tightly.

Seeing him like this, Yan Zhaoyue couldn't bear to say any harsh words to him. She gently stroked the young man's forehead with her palms and asked in a gentle voice: "What's going on? Tell me, please?"

"No..." Long Yuzhi still spoke forcefully, his voice was hoarse and difficult, and he looked down at the girl in front of him with a dark expression.

Her fingers went from the warm cheek to his black broken hair, and her eyes stared at him intently, "What's going on?"

His expression was slightly cold and his tone was slightly serious.

Yan Zhaoyue had vaguely guessed something, but was not sure.

Long Yuzhi opened his mouth, but his throat was still dry and uncomfortable. In the end, he didn't say anything. He just raised his arms and hugged her slender waist, buried his head in the crook of her shoulder, and said in a muffled voice: "Zhaoyue, I.

....."

Yan Zhaoyue suddenly smiled, and her soft voice was like the spring breeze blowing on her face, with a refreshing magic power, "Be good."

After hearing this, Long Yuzhi hugged the girl's slender body tightly in his arms and buried his head on her shoulder without saying a word.

Yan Zhaoyue did not urge him to speak and quietly let him hold her.

After a long time, the young man slowly opened his arms and looked up at Yan Zhaoyue, "Okay, I pulled out the scales on my chest, and now my body is weak. Zhaoyue, don't be angry."

Yan Zhaoyue let go of the man and hurriedly pulled the clothes off his chest. Sure enough, there was a stain of blood, and his eyes were full of worry, "Are you stupid? Why are you pulling out the reverse scales!"

She yelled.

Long Yuzhi was a little aggrieved by her yelling, his eyes were red, and he explained dullly: "The Dragon Clan wants to give his sweetheart Ni Lin, so that I can find Zhao Yue."

"Then what happened to my pearl? Why do you dragon clan give so many things to your sweetheart? Why don't you strip off all your scales and give them to me?"

Yan Zhaoyue turned around and went to the medicine box, not knowing whether the things from the mortal world could be used.

Long Yuzhi grabbed the person and said, "Zhao Yue, I can use it, but it will be ugly. I'm afraid Zhao Yue will dislike me."

She threw away her hand, "Do you still know how ugly you are? I'll get you a medical kit. Just stay here and don't move!"

Well, seeing that she was still nervous about herself, Long Yuzhi felt happy in his heart.

When Yan Zhaoyue brought the medical kit over, he sat motionless on the sofa and allowed her to apply it on his chest.

In fact, while she was applying it, the injury on Long Yuzhi's chest began to heal visibly, which shocked her.

"This is……"

Long Yuzhi's long eyelashes trembled and the corners of his lips raised. When Yan Zhaoyue put the medicine box on the table, he leaned over and put his arms around her neck, lowering his head and sniffing in her ears.

Yan Zhaoyue had no patience for flirting with him now, so she raised her head and bit the sensitive tip of this guy's ear.

Long Yu was startled, feeling pain and numbness in his ears, ripples in his heart, and his body became a little restless.

Yan Zhaoyue finished biting the tip of his ear, then started biting his neck, all the way up.

The bite was extremely forceful, as if it was about to bite him to death. The flat teeth broke a piece of skin on his neck, and traces of blood flowed out, spreading on Long Yu's fair neck, forming a coquettish red color.

His body was shaking more and more violently.

His breathing gradually became heavier, and a flame gradually rose deep in his eyes, as if it was going to burn up the girl in front of him.

"Zhaoyue..." His hoarse voice revealed a bit of longing.

Yan Zhaoyue bit his neck, saw his body trembling, and a smirk flashed across his eyes, and while he was still unconscious, she pushed him down with force.

Now Long Yuzhi was powerless. Lying on the sofa, he whispered again: "Zhao Yue."

He wrapped his arms around her slender waist, buried his head in the crook of her neck, and smelled her unique fragrance.

Yan Zhaoyue felt that he was a little strange.

Seems like too fast?

Moreover, this person's consciousness began to blur, which was different from usual.

Her eyes came to the Ni Lin that fell beside her. She picked it up and held it in her palm. It felt cool to the touch and the color was deep black, as black as a piece of ink.

Unexpectedly, just as she was looking at it in the palm of her hand, Long Yuzhi on the sofa rushed over to him in an instant, and then Yan Zhaoyue was lying on the sofa instead.

Yan Zhaoyue felt a stream of water vapor lingering on the tip of her nose. When she reacted, she found that the entire room was filled with thick white mist. Except for the sofa under her, all other furniture was invisible.

She opened her eyes again and looked at the person pressing on her. Her fair and delicate cheeks were crimson, like peach blossoms in March. Her eyes were not as deep and dark as usual, but blue, like the deep blue of the sea.

I saw him tilting his head slightly and looking down at her, his long eyelashes flickering like a fan, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and his lips lightly parted, as tempting as cherries.

"Zhao Yue?" Long Yuzhi said with a slightly hoarse voice in confusion, and then he smiled evilly and confusingly, his eyes staring straight at her, as if he wanted to devour her, "Zhao Yue!"

The strange look made Yan Zhaoyue wonder what was wrong with him.

She wanted to sit up, but she didn't expect that the current Long Yuzhi was not as weak as before, and his strength had recovered again, making it impossible for her to get up.

"What are you..."

Yan Zhaoyue wanted to say something, but her lips were held by a cold and soft kiss. Long Yuzhi's kiss was not overbearing when consciousness faded, but on the contrary, it was extremely gentle and touching.

He bit her delicate red lips, sucked, licked, and used the tip of his tongue to explore the sweet and tempting mouth, and finally became entangled with the lilac hut.

It wasn't until the person beneath him trembled that he could hardly breathe, that he slowly left, then gently rubbed Yan Zhaoyue's pink cheeks with his thumb.

Yan Zhaoyue wanted to push away the man who was gasping for breath, but after a few weak hands, he pushed the man away, and was cut back to the top of his head without any effort at all.

In the end, he could only be allowed to do whatever he wanted.

Yan Zhaoyue was once again glad that this guy could only kiss and not do other things now.

Facing his strangeness this time, I turned around and realized that it was most likely caused by the reverse scale.

It seems that giving pearls for the first time is a slight sign.

The second time I sent Ni Lin was a complete expression.
Chapter completed!