The sky suddenly brightens.

The room was so quiet that it was so quiet that you could only hear the sound of clocks ticking.

Ranbai was awakened by a burst of milky humming. The line was low and warm, like a clear spring in the mountain stream and a cold moon in the forest. Ranbai was humming with sleepiness, making a little bass, and the ending sound was very light, as if the whisper of a lover in his ears, like acting coquettishly.

This sound-

Familiar with something wrong.

Very strange.

She opened her eyes, without any sleepiness, and a face reflected in her eyes.

Gentle, perfect, elegant.

Ranbai looked at it twice, clear and calm.

That was her body.

Ranbai lifted the snow-white quilt without any expression, sat upright, and immediately noticed something was wrong with his body.

He glanced at himself silently.

The unique reaction of the teenager's body in the early morning is unpredictable.

She raised her long fingers and subconsciously pushed down her glasses before realizing that she was not wearing them.

very good.

Ranbai thought.

The man next to him was sleeping soundly, the quilt was rolled up in a mess, like a king, half of his face was buried on the pillow, and the lines on the side face were clean and clear, like a millennium porcelain polished, and the gentle and elegant inexplicably childish.

If this body was not hers, Ranbai might be in a good mood to appreciate the little devil's sleeping position.

After thinking for two seconds, Ranbai chuckled in an unknown sense, his eyes were gentle and he showed oppressive danger. He pressed his knees on one knee, and his slender fingers slowly pinched the man's neck. His movements were cold, which was different from his elegant appearance, like some kind of cold and poisonous snake.

She stared at that face gently.

The eyes are strangely ill.

After a long time, the force on his hands tightened slightly and called out: "Baby. I think you should wake up."

When he spoke, his voice was as low and lazy as a boy, and his magnetic sensation was probably because he had just woken up in the morning and was a bit dumb.

The tone was like calling your lover, murmuring softly.

The devil was sleeping so dark that it seemed to hear his own voice in a vague way.

--No.

It is impossible for him to speak in this tone.

Only his perverted master would say that.

How could he have such a nightmare?!

Before the demon could think about it in his sleep, the slight pain from his neck and the suffocation during his breathing forced him to wake up.

The temperature on his neck was cold, like ice and snow suddenly pressing on his skin, causing him to subconsciously shrink.

At the same time, I also saw the face of the person on my body clearly.

“??!”

He was shocked and suddenly fluttered, and the bat wings were so scared that he wanted to spread, but he couldn't spread his wings.

He stared at the face that was exactly the same as himself in horror.

"Who are you!!"

"Your noble master." Ranbai looked at the expression on the demon's face, as if he was admiring a work, smiled, but there was not much smile in his eyes, and he answered indifferently.

This tone?

Hold.

"Rong, Rongbai?"

The devil almost couldn't breathe, and opened his eyes wide in surprise, and looked down at himself.

Gradually trembling.

It was obvious that they had inexplicably exchanged bodies on this morning!

After the devil's mind was confused for several seconds, he finally realized this and saw that smile-like expression appeared on his face. He couldn't help but break the power: "Hahahahahahahaha--!"

"Are you laughing at me?" Ranbai pressed against him on one knee, wearing a loose black pajama, with delicate silk material, revealing beautiful collarbones, and the sunken curve was particularly sexy, as if he could hold a glass of red wine, looming, thin and seductive.

Black hair and red eyes, handsome face.

The devil couldn't help it anymore, laughed muffled, and had a positive attitude of admitting his mistake: "Master, I'm sorry..."

This is really a big defense.

Looking at the strange expression on your face is a very wonderful experience.

Ranbai stared at him firmly, and suddenly leaned over, pinching his chin with slender fingers.

The devil moved uneasyly.

"Don't move." she ordered.

"...You don't want to kiss me, do you?"

Holding this face?

I always feel like I kiss myself.

Ranbai glanced at the demon and said calmly: "So what."

Bingliang's fingertips slightly stroked his chin, and the touch was as delicate as warm as jade, looking at the face in front of him.

The two were a little close to each other, and the faint fragrance lingers in the air. It was in the early morning, so some reactions were naturally self-evident.

Ranbai could not control this physiological reaction, and in the end he didn't even go down. He pushed the demon away with one hand, stood up, raised his hand to unbutton the pajamas, and took out the shirt from the closet.

The devil sat cross-legged and lazy on the bed, enjoying the picture.

"After all, it's my body. Can you avoid it?"

Ranbai's movements were neat and abstinent, and his pajamas were thrown directly on the demon's head. His figure was thin but not thin. He buttoned his shirt meticulously and strictly buttoned to the top, making him look more and more elegant.

"I haven't seen anything about you?"

This question stopped the devil.

He pulled down the pajamas on his head, tilted his head to look at Ranbai, looked around from beginning to end, and took a deliberately glance, his eyes clustered with a playful smile, with a little bad ambiguity: "Tsk..."

Ranbai calmly said, "You'd better not look at me like that."

"how?"

She narrowed her eyes, her eyes were deep. When she looked at the demon, she felt a deep sense of oppression, warm and elegant, and her thin lips opened lightly.

Word by word.

"I want to join you."

The devil held it in for a long time and said, "...Are you still human?"

He pointed at himself with red ears: "This is your body!"

"Or else do you think you can still be here for good now?" Ranbai asked tepidly, walked up to him with his long legs, supported himself with one hand on the side of the small system, patted his face with a long finger, and said with a low and pleasant voice, "Be honest, don't behave like a cheap person."

The demon bulged his face expressionlessly.

Today, the aunt at home felt that the atmosphere between the eldest lady and the young master was strange.

Indescribable.

And these two people are weird too!

The aunt looked at the young lady who was always known as a model of aristocratic families in her eyes and had no image on the table, with a sandwich in her mouth.

“…”

The filter gradually shattered.

The aunt has been taking care of Ranbai for more than 20 years and has never seen such a terrible scene!

The young lady has been restrained and returned to courtesy since she was young, treating others with gentleness, and never showed any rudeness at all. What's wrong now?!

If it weren't for a huge blow, it wouldn't have been like this!

The boy next to the young lady is much quieter than before, revealing an inexplicable calmness and calmness, and his behavior is almost as elegant as his bones.

The aunt walked forward with difficulty, looked at Ran Bai with difficulty, and said with difficulty: "Miss... Is something wrong with the Rong family?"

"Ah?" The devil raised his head blankly, his tone was dull, "What's the thing?"
Chapter completed!