Scrap Princess: Future Summoner

Chapter 152 The Second Prince with a Bed Fetish

"Then treat it as rainwater!" Yazi's voice was bitter, "Do you want to know what I'm thinking at this moment?"

Yi Ling said nothing, what does this have to do with her!Why does she want to know what Ya Zi thinks!This seems to have nothing to do with her!

Without waiting for Yi Ling to answer, I heard Yazi talking to himself, "I feel that you have a fatal attraction to me, so I can't help but want to see you, even though I know you are my brother's value people..."

"Attractiveness? To me, an insignificant human being." Yi Ling sneered at himself.

But Yazi nodded with a serious face, "Anyway, Xiaofeng has left now, and he may never come back again. I think... Is it possible for you to be my master..."

"Impossible!" Yi Ling interrupted Jai Zi decisively.

She didn't choose to be jealous before.

Ya Zi will not be chosen this time either.

If she wanted an ancient divine beast with powerful mana to be her summoned beast, it would have to be Xiaofeng.

Although he always leads himself by the nose...

"Ah—hiss—" Yazi suddenly covered his head with his hands, looking a little painful.

"Jai Zi, what's wrong with you?" Yi Ling looked at him looking very painful, could it be that the wound has recurred?

Didn't Mo Daoli say that he's all right?
"Ah-"

"You have a cold?" Yi Ling blinked, but he actually sneezed.

Do mythical beasts sneeze too?

"Uh, a cold??"

"Ahem, it means wind and cold."

"Can I go to your bedroom and have a cup of tea? I think my body must be suffering from the wind and cold." Yazi looked at Yi Ling and asked seriously.

Yi Ling watched as his hair and clothes were soaked by the rain.

"If it's inconvenient, forget it! Anyway, it's just a cold!" Seeing that Yi Ling didn't answer, Ya Zi hurriedly added.

"Come down with me!" Yi Ling said as she stepped on the ladder and got down from the roof.

Ya Zi just followed behind Yi Ling.

After entering the bedroom, Yi Ling poured him a cup of hot tea, but watched him crawl onto his couch and bury his face in his soft quilt.

"Hey, Yazi! You can't do that! That's my couch!" Yi Ling was furious, what's going on!Does Yazi also have a bed fetish?
"It smells so good!"

"What fragrance?" Yi Ling frowned and looked at Jai Zi's intoxicated eyes with her eyes closed.

"There's your scent on this couch, it's very fragrant! It's this familiar smell, the smell that attracts me very much, the exclusive smell that only you, Yi Ling, can have!" Yazi said lightly, with eyes closed and the corners of his mouth raised a trace of warmth. warm arc.The thick and thick eyelashes blinked from time to time, making Yi Ling look at him in surprise for a moment.

It was the first time for him to see Yazi so perfectly presented in front of him at such a close distance.

His face is like a perfect work of art, beautiful everywhere.

The exquisite outline, although there are a few similarities with the mocking wind, has a completely different aesthetic feeling from the mocking wind.

In an instant, the sound of the tea cup falling to the ground brought her back to her senses.

Did you actually look at Yazi just now?

Just thinking about it makes me a little angry!How can I watch him so engrossed!
"Jazi, get up quickly! This is my couch!" Yi Ling stretched out her hand to pull the quilt away, but she couldn't move it no matter what.

It's not that Yi Ling's strength is weak, but that this guy's strength is too great.

(End of this chapter)