little spicy jiao

Chapter 135 Extra Story: Secretly Going to Honeymoon

Ever since Dugu Jiu transformed into the sea of ​​consciousness for Mo Jiaojiao for the second time, Mo Jiaojiao's consciousness has been separated from his body from time to time, and he ran to live in the sea of ​​consciousness of men. go out.

"Didn't Baby Jiao Jiao say that he likes Hidden God Valley the most? Why don't you go home every day?" Elder Squirrel sat on the side of the couch, looked at the young man lying on the bed trying to fall asleep, and sighed while resting his forehead.

"There is also the Hidden God Valley in Jiujiu's Sea of ​​Consciousness." Mo Jiaojiao opened his round eyes, pinched the quilt with both hands, and softly begged: "Jiaojiao just go play for a while, and come out when it's over."

"Don't you think the elder is a fool?" The locust tree demon twitched the corners of his mouth, with a helpless expression on his face, and persuaded: "Jiao Jiao is just young now, it's time to go out and play, you go to know the sea every day to fool around with Chong Rong, turn around If you have too much double cultivation, you can't get out of bed, and you have to cry again."

"Ninety-nine won't, ninety-nine said it will be gentle." Mo Jiaojiao's delicate face was dyed pink, and she whispered shyly: "Jiao Jiao didn't always double cultivate..."

The locust tree demon looked at the young man's glistening eyes, and his hatred for Dugu Jiu in his heart increased to a higher level, but the Du Miao of Yinshen Valley just clings to his face tightly, and there is really nothing he can do.

After a while, the white-haired young man tore off a lock of hair with one hand, handed it to Mo Jiaojiao, and said: "As long as this hair exists, at most three months, if you continue to practice with Chong Rong for five more months , the elder must cut him down."

Mo Jiaojiao took the hair and stuffed it into the storage bracelet, Qiqi Aiai said: "Jiaojiao and Jiujiu are practicing, not as long as dual cultivation."

"That doesn't work either. Always stay in the sea of ​​consciousness, sooner or later you will be suffocated. It doesn't matter if Chongrong is a cultivator himself, how can you follow suit? You will not be smart if you turn around." The squirrel grows a tiger and scares the boy.

"Alright then." Mo Jiaojiao reluctantly nodded, and after thinking about it, he assured him sensiblely: "Jiaojiao is not playful."

"Well, let's go." The locust tree demon stepped forward to tuck the quilt up for the young man, and said, "The elder will leave when your consciousness leaves the body. But where is Chongrong's body? Shouldn't he sleep with you?" ?”

"Jiujiu..." Mo Jiaojiao blinked guiltyly, and said Nuonuo: "Jiujiu went shopping in the market."

"Shopping?" Elder Squirrel scratched his head, wondering: "Could it be that Chong Rong is not here, and Jiao Jiao can also enter his sea of ​​consciousness?"

"Yeah." Mo Jiaojiao nodded again and again, "Jiujiu and Jiaojiao have blended together, and now we don't distinguish between you and me."

"Tsk!" The locust tree demon felt a toothache when he heard it, and sighed: "It's okay, let's settle down, this is the restriction we put in place, and the Hidden God Valley is also very safe, don't worry. Your Valley Master has been in better health recently It’s okay, it’s nothing serious, he’s in Tianyan Sword Sect to discuss with Patriarch Hongyu about the next Sword Discussion Conference these few days, and he won’t be back soon.”

"Okay." Seeing that the two elders didn't intend to ask any more questions, Mo Jiaojiao secretly heaved a sigh of relief, blinked his big eyes, slowly got up from the bed, and reached out to the two gray-haired youths. Arm, eyes eagerly said: "Elder hug."

Huai Mo and Song Mu looked at each other, with smiles in their eyes, leaned over and hugged the boy who had become a little rounder recently, patted the boy's back, and said angrily: "Why do you want to hug while sleeping? Jiao Jiao was not so coquettish when she was a child."

Mo Jiaojiao pursed his lips, came out from the locust tree demon's arms, and said confidently: "Because Jiao Jiao is an only seedling, the elder is bigger than Jiao Jiao."

"Okay, you're right, you're young." Song Mu also walked over to hug the young man, stroked Mo Jiaojiao's loose long hair, and said, "If you wake up later, remember to send a paper crane to the elders."

"Okay." Mo Jiaojiao lay down on the bed with peace of mind, and closed her eyes.

The locust tree demon covered him with a quilt, and left the Sunset Pavilion with the pine wood, closing the door behind him.

After the two elders left, Mo Jiaojiao secretly turned his head, opened one eye, and looked around. Seeing that the door was closed tightly, he got up in a hurry, and set fire in a hurry. He wore a red robe and boots again, and ran to the window on the other side without buttoning his belt.

When he rushed to the window, the boy slammed on the brakes, knocked on the window, and said nervously: "Jiujiu, open the window."

As soon as the young man finished speaking, the window opened silently, and a black figure flashed in, bent down to hug the young man, and jumped out from the window sill again.

Mo Jiaojiao nestled in the man's arms, wrapped his arms around Dugujiu's neck, looked at the scenery passing by on both sides, bent his eyes happily and smiled, leaned over and rubbed the side of the man's face, and said coquettishly: "Jiaojiao Jiao’s clothes haven’t been tied yet.”

Dugu Jiu hugged the young man tightly, got into the exquisite and gorgeous carriage that stayed in mid-air, and said in a low voice, "I'll tie it for you later."

After Mo Jiaojiao got into the carriage, he was put on the man's lap and sat on the man's lap. When he kicked his foot, his boots fell off his feet, and he wobbled with his feet in socks, muttering, "Elder doesn't even know that Jiao Jiao is Want to run away, thinking that Jiao Jiao is going to sleep."

"En." Dugu Jiu responded, wrapped his arm around the young man's back and stretched it forward, straightened the thin inner garment for Mo Jiaojiao, tied the laces, and fastened the small jade buttons on the outer robe Alright, the belt loops were tied into a big bow behind the back, showing a soft waist that couldn't be grasped, and asked: "I asked the paper boy to serve the pepper fish soup this morning, can you drink it?"

"It's all finished, and the fish soup is very fresh." Mo Jiaojiao rubbed his stuffed stomach, grabbed the man's hand and put it on it, and said pitifully: "Jiujiu is gone, and the elder made sweet and sour for Jiaojiao again." Ribs, Jiao Jiao eats too much."

Dugu Jiu stroked the soft belly with his hand, and reprimanded: "Next time, don't be gluttonous again. Forget the thing about eating too much and refusing to sleep last time?"

"But Jiaojiao thinks it's delicious." Mo Jiaojiao's self-control has decreased due to being spoiled now, and he has to be watched so that he doesn't act like a child. He is far more noisy than when he was ten years old. Xun was not afraid, he leaned over and kissed the man's face, and smiled foolishly with his eyes bent, "Jiujiu will rub Jiaojiao's belly. I'm not afraid."

"Squeamish." Dugu Jiu reprimanded in a low voice, but slowly rubbed and stroked his hands, with extremely light force, more like a comforting caress.

After all, it is not good for the body to rub the belly after eating too much. The man just does this to make the boy feel better, and it is not allowed to rub his stomach.

Mo Jiaojiao lay in the man's arms, hummed comfortably, closed his eyes and spoke softly, before saying a few words, his lips were blocked, and he was imprisoned in the generous embrace and kissed deeply.

They are now in the sky, and the carriage is a very spiritual flying mount, covered in snow white, and there is a melodious and ethereal sound of pearls and jades colliding when they are traveling, and the overall decoration is gorgeous and grand.

There is no one to disturb here, and it is a good time for intimacy.Not long after, Mo Jiaojiao was left with only a thin underwear hanging on his thin white arms, with his arms around the man's neck, and hugged Dugu Jiu, his peach blossom eyes were half-closed in a daze .

The lips that were swollen from being kissed from time to time spit out tempting sobs due to too strong stimulation, the slender legs were coiled around the strong waist, and the white and round toes curled up uncontrollably.

Even though he couldn't bear it, the boy still rubbed the man's ear with attachment, and whimpered softly:

"Hi... like Jiujiu..."

The broad palm lifted the young man up, and the tightly pressed chests were slightly separated. The man with a calm and restrained expression pressed against the blushing young man's forehead, rubbed between his eyebrows and the tip of his nose, and kissed the red lips with his head sideways. , The hoarse words disappeared between the rolling lips.

"Chili pepper..."

Such a lingering, sweet time of unknown duration lasted until half a month later, when the carriage stopped over Lancang City.

This is the time of the annual Flower Festival. It is rumored that if the Taoist couple who stay together can see all the flowers here and make a promise, they can meet again in the next life.

Although Dugu Jiutong Mo Jiaojiao has already ascended to the ascension, immortals live forever, and there is no afterlife, but they will go through all the places Mo Jiao longs for, and read thousands of mountains and rivers.

Sitting between the man's arms, Mo Jiaojiao lowered his head and looked down at the mortal market exposed in the sea of ​​surging clouds. Everywhere was colorful, and he asked doubtfully, "What is it that Jiujiu can only say here?"

Dugu Jiu kissed the young man's forehead, and said solemnly: "You will live up to it in this life, and it will be the same in the next life, only Jiaojiaoer."

The young man in his arms was stunned when he heard the words, and when he came back to his senses, his eyes met, and he shyly pursed his lips and smiled, his eyes and eyebrows were all charming, which could tempt God to fall.

Seeing it never forgets it, thinking it like crazy, willing to perish.