False Fairy Tale Copy [Unlimited Streaming]

Chapter 137

Ming Shu's back was stiff, and the hands locked around his waist made him unable to move away.

He lowered his head and saw the ribbon wrapped around Zhiyuan's fingertips, his face became more and more red.

It was used by him to tie his tail, and he kept it close to his body every day, and now that Zhiyuan held it in his hand, he always felt inexplicably ashamed.

And did Zhiyuan discover something...how could he ask him such a question.

Mingshu leaned against Zhiyuan's arms, and touched the palm of his knee upwards, the temperature was accurately conveyed through the clothes, and he moved uneasily.

The tail cannot be found, but Mingshu likes to be close to Zhiyuan, even if there is a risk of exposure, he still involuntarily rubs towards him.

"Before you," he struggled, with a hint of accusation in his tone, "it's obviously not like this..."

Especially the first few times when he met Zhiyuan, he was so indifferent that he never looked at himself more.

It seems that it started last night...Could it be that his indifference before was all a fake.

And in the hall of the inner hall in the morning, perhaps because he was worried that an envoy would come over at any time, he was not so unscrupulous.

"Before?" Zhiyuan looked careless, gently pinched Mingshu's leg, "What was it like?"

Mingshu was breathing tremblingly, trying to stay awake: "You...you are an archangel, you can't..."

Now that the two of them are in an intimate posture, if anyone accidentally bumps into them, they may suspect that they are hallucinating.

"No what?" Zhiyuan interrupted Mingshu's words, and said meaningfully: "You can't seduce an archangel?"

Ming Shu's throat was stuck, his eyes dodged: "I didn't..."

Being too close, a slight change in expression might be captured, Ming Shu had the illusion that Zhiyuan had completely seen through him.

That gaze seemed to pierce through layers of clothes to strip him naked, and there was nowhere to hide any secrets.

The hand between the legs continued to move upwards, and Zhiyuan said again: "You haven't answered my question yet."

The ribbon is still in his hand, Mingshu has to tell the purpose.

Ming Shu hurriedly pressed his hand, trying to figure out how to make it up: "It's...it's tied to the clothes."

Zhiyuan's expression didn't change, he didn't know if he believed it or not, he said softly: "Really?"

If it was just like this, why did Mingshu blush?Still hesitate to say.

"Hmm..." Ming Shu bit the bullet and continued to make up: "The clothes I'm wearing inside are a bit too big...Tie it up with a belt so it won't come loose."

As soon as the words fell, Zhiyuan's hand turned to caress his waist and abdomen, and pulled up the outer jacket to feel inside.

Ming Shu's body trembled, and he quickly explained: "Today, today I'm not tied..."

Zhiyuan still didn't let him go, the innermost unlined garment was very thin, like a second skin, and his fingers pinched it gently.

Mingshu snorted vaguely a few times, unable to resist Zhiyuan's touch.

At this time, he finally realizes that Zhiyuan's purpose may not be to figure out the purpose of the ribbon at all, he just wants to bully himself.

He was teased, and the smell of angel perfume was wiped off a little. Zhiyuan approached Mingshu's neck, smelling the sweet fragrance overflowing from under the collar, and subconsciously strengthened his hands.

Ming Shu took a small breath, the red eyes looked like he had cried, he couldn't help biting Zhiyuan, leaving a shallow tooth mark on the side of his jaw.

Zhiyuan didn't care, and moved his hands under his clothes to his waist, rubbing his waist vaguely.

This position was very close to the tail, and the tied tail seemed to sense the presence of Chibuchi, and excitedly raised the tip of the tail, if it hadn't been tightly tied, it would have been discovered.

Ming Shu suddenly became more nervous, and kissed the place where Zhiyuan had been bitten to please him, and then kissed his lips.

The tip of his tongue hooked up softly, and Zhiyuan was indeed distracted, but Mingshu quickly retreated.

"Don't do this," Ming Shu rubbed into Zhiyuan's arms, "I'm afraid..."

His voice was trembling, and he really looked scared, but he continued to lean on Zhiyuan, allowing him to do some excessive things to him.

Zhiyuan was both itchy and soft-hearted, and finally let him go temporarily. He pulled out his hand from his clothes, but he didn't tidy him up.

He pinched the tip of Mingshu's chin, pressed over and kissed proactively.

"Afraid of what?" Zhiyuan asked in a low voice, "Afraid of me? Or afraid of thunder?"

As if in response to his words, a muffled thunder sounded in the dark cloud-covered sky at the right time.

This was the excuse Ming Shu used when he came to see him last night.

If he was really afraid of Zhiyuan, why would he go to the bedroom to look for him in the middle of the night.

In the end, Zhiyuan did not return the ribbon to Mingshu, and he sent Mingshu back to his residence before the rainstorm fell.

Ming Shu stood in front of the door, and when it came time to part, he was reluctant to part.

It would be great if there were no missions... There are no mission restrictions, and he hopes that Zhiyuan can bring him back to the bedroom.

Mingshu held Zhiyuan's sleeve tightly, put his arms around his neck, and acted like a baby: "Kiss me again..."

Zhiyuan turned his back to the light in the corridor, most of his face was hidden in the darkness, and his lowered eyes looked a little dim and unpredictable.

He agreed to Mingshu's request, leaned over and kissed her.

—

The next day, Mingshu didn't have to go to give medicine to Zhiyuan anymore.

He passed the front hall and saw the envoy inside again, Zhiyuan was sitting on the stone chair at the top, listening to the envoy with one hand resting on his forehead.

With a thought in mind, Ming Shu turned around and walked around the front hall from another direction, walking towards Zhiyuan's bedroom.

All the way was unimpeded, and no one else saw him, Ming Shu came to the bedroom, stretched out his hand and pushed lightly, and the door opened.

He walked in quietly and looked around the room.

Zhiyuan's bedroom is very large, but there are not many decorations. Except for the bed by the wall, there is only a soft bed near the window and a table and chair.

Mingshu searched everywhere, finally walked to the table, opened several drawers and cabinets below, and saw several books stored inside.

There was not even a piece of Zhiyuan's clothes in the whole dormitory, only these few books were left, Mingshu took the thinnest one and was going to try it out.

He opened the system panel to find the task details, clicked to open the transmission channel, and stuffed the book in through the entrance.

The book slid down along the entrance, and then a system prompt sounded.

[Submission [-] has been completed!Please go to the background to check your reward points by yourself]

It worked...Ming Shu felt relieved, closed the drawer, and quickly left the bedroom.

He was very nervous on the way back, for fear of bumping into Zhiyuan on the way, but fortunately he took the kettle to fetch water and came back, only to see the emissary leave from the inner hall.

—

In the afternoon, a white robe was found behind the animal training garden in the North Hall.

The apostle who found the robe saw that the clothes were embroidered with exquisite gold trim, and the pattern looked familiar, but he felt something was wrong, so he immediately called the apostle.

The envoy came in person, put on his gloves and unfolded his robe, he almost fainted on the spot.

"This is the robe of an archangel," he trembled, "who did it?!"

In particular, the outer robe exuded an aura that did not belong to the heavenly world, so the priest ordered someone to catch a rabbit. As soon as the rabbit got close to the outer robe, it immediately struggled to escape.

The envoy suppressed his anger, and summoned the white cat, the most spiritual animal in the temple.

The white cat sniffed the coat, bared its teeth and growled immediately, lowering its back as if to attack.

The breath that can make the beasts in the heavens so disgusting can only be demons.

The archangel's robe was stolen by the demon at some point, and it was thrown here after it was filled with breath. After a night of rain, it could still be smelled, which shows how presumptuous the demon is.

The envoy desperately suppressed his anger, first blocked the news, and did not allow anyone who saw this matter to speak out, otherwise his life would be lost.

He wrapped his outer robe in layers of airtight soft cloth, and took it to find Zhiyuan.

In the hall, the soft cloth was opened and placed on a wooden tray, and the outer robe inside had already dried.

Zhiyuan remained expressionless, and replied, "I did lose it a few days ago."

It rained last night, and the robe was thrown in the grass behind the animal training garden, stained with the mixed smell of rainwater and mud.

In addition, there is a very familiar sweet aroma.

The envoy held the wooden tray and buried his head very low: "The only aura that the gods and beasts in the heavens hate is the demons... I was anxious to find out, so I let the white cat make a judgment first. Please forgive me, my lord."

The clothes were most likely thrown into the bushes last night, and the outside of the temple has been sealed off for the past two days, and no creature can enter, so...the devil is still hiding in the temple.

And he also made such a provocative and insulting move to the archangel's robe... After a night of heavy rain, the breath on the robe was still so strong that the teacher dared not think deeply.

Combined with the prediction of the golden bird, the teacher was terrified, and reported to Zhiyuan immediately.

On the way here, he even thought that if Zhiyuan wanted to expel all the angels in the temple, including a few of their envoys, although it was a bit extreme, it was not impossible to do so.

This time, the devil's infiltration was deeper than they had imagined, and the teacher couldn't figure out what method the devil used to disguise it, so they found nothing after several investigations.

Or let all the angels go to Tianchi?With the wash of Tianchi water, no disguise can hide it.

The envoy waited for Zhiyuan's order, but heard him say: "Is it rash to judge only by the white cat's reaction?"

The messenger raised his head suddenly: "But..."

"Don't say anything about this matter," Zhiyuan interrupted him, his eyes were cold, "Just pretend it never happened."

Don't make this point public, so that the teaching can be understood, but Zhiyuan didn't do anything, even if he checked the apostles in the North Hall first?

However, no matter how doubtful Shijiao was, he didn't dare to say much about Shang Zhiyuan's eyes.

He restrained his expression, and responded with a respectful "Yes": "Then...how should I dispose of this dress?"

The teacher waited for a long time before hearing Zhiyuan's response: "Let's put it down."

Without doubting him, he carefully put down the wooden support and the robe on it, and bid farewell to Zhiyuan.

—

Mingshu didn't know anything about what happened in the afternoon, he just happened to see the back of Beidian envoy leaving, and didn't know why he came to find Zhiyuan.

When he went to the front hall, there was no one there, and Zhiyuan was no longer there.

It wasn't until it was getting dark that Mingshu found Zhiyuan in the garden.

Zhiyuan sat on the steps of the gazebo, only a pair of wings were exposed behind him, and they were restrained and drooped down.

Ming Shu approached, knelt and sat on the grass under the steps: "My lord."

Zhiyuan raised his eyes to look at him, gave a faint "hmm", and stretched out a hand towards him.

Mingshu understood, held that hand obediently, was brought into Zhiyuan's arms, and sat on his lap.

Zhiyuan pinched Mingshu's wrist, rubbing his fingertips on the small piece of skin: "What did you do today?"

With this question, Ming Shu almost thought that he had discovered that he had been to the dormitory, and his heart skipped a beat.

But he really didn't see Zhiyuan much during the day... There was no anger or questioning in Zhiyuan's tone, maybe he was thinking too much.

Ming Shu replied: "I didn't do anything, I watered the flowers at noon, and the rest of the time...in the inner hall."

Zhiyuan responded again, and his eyes fell on the flowers not far away.

After several days of care by Mingshu, these flowers became less energetic than before.

Ming Shu has not been here for a long time, and if one does not look carefully, it is extremely difficult to find out.

And even the lowest-ranked apostles have a natural affinity for all kinds of flowers, plants and trees. This kind of situation should not happen.

Zhiyuan withdrew his gaze, and stroked Mingshu's neck with one hand.

There are fragile blood vessels hidden under the white skin, and the bones are also slender, as if they will break with a little force.

Zhiyuan's eyes shifted, glancing at Mingshu's forehead hair, and a pair of transparent wings behind him.

There is no trace of the horns ever being, and the wings are real.

If it was a devil, how could it be so perfectly disguised?

The ribbon that fell from Mingshu's body... the tail?