The little milk dragon is pampered and teased by the crazy boss

"No need.

Axter hugged the boy tighter.

He only felt that the heartbeat in his chest was getting faster and faster.

He finally couldn't suppress the longing in his heart, the soft C on W.

The boy's eyes were wide, but he was also very cooperative.

He also liked that Axter did this to him.

Axte lifted the boy so that he could sit on himself and not let the hot water drown him.

"Your Highness Tilo, will you cry?"

Axter stroked the young man's fair and soft cheeks, and the touch under his fingertips was smooth and delicate, and every place was so loving.

Finely chopped.

wys。

The golden guard was covered with a white cloth, and he was clever and chose to play dead.

It's just that what worries him the most is that they occupy the entire big bed at the moment, and they fall crookedly on it, which is too much space.

A clever robot should be able to solve problems for the master in a timely manner.

So, he quietly commanded a group of robots and jumped off the soft big bed.

Fortunately, in order not to let the boy step on the cold and hard ground barefoot, every part of the tent was covered with a thick, soft carpet.

Step on it, soft as a cloud.

A group of mechanical objects, one after the other, draped in soft fabric, jumped out of bed and landed on the carpet without making a sound.

The golden guard honestly lay on the ground, choosing to play dead and empty his mind, he was a qualified, an excellent and amazing guard.

The soft mattress sank.

A staccato voice came.

It's good that he left early, otherwise now they should have been swept to the ground.

"Lord God. The

boy's voice was full of crying, and there were tear tracks in the corners of his eyes.

Axte picked the man up.

W go to the tear stains in the corners of the teenager's eyes.

Coaxed him softly and calmed his emotions.

"Liar. Candle

Youlin bit into Axte's neck, because it was too hard, blood faintly seeped out of the wound, which looked a little serious.

The boy seemed to know that his mouth was heavy, and looked at him with tears in his eyes.

Axter gently wiped the blood from the boy's soft lips: "It's okay, Tilo, you can bite wherever you want, it doesn't hurt." "

He is a god, and a human cannot hurt him.

The boy lightly touched the wound on Axte's neck with his fingertips, and his eyes were full of self-blame.

"You bite me and we're leveled. The

cold touch made the wound much more comfortable, and the touch of the teenager seemed to have magic, which made his whole person covetous.

Axter cooperated with the boy's wrist and gently bit it.

Not with a little effort at all.

It's more like tickling.

"Compared to the swords on the battlefield, my little highness, these are just an ant bite for me. "His wound heals quickly, but at the moment he allows blood to seep through the wound.

He wanted to see the little one distressed.

Worry about him and blame yourself.

He was so bad, those thoughts came out in an instant, and he couldn't suppress it.

"No need to blame yourself, no need to worry.

"The gods do not die or die.

"This little wound won't make me lose my strength."

Although Axter said so, the blood on his neck penetrated more, staining his robe red, and it seemed that the blood was flowing nonstop.

The boy panicked and wanted to press the bleeding wound on Axte's neck, but he really didn't want to harm Axte.

He just hurt so much.