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Yi Hu was reborn in a safe era.
Even while still in the womb, he clearly remembered who he was. While his tiger siblings were preoccupied with thoughts of who would be the first to nurse, he was reflecting on the manner of his death in his previous life.
That primitive old demon had torn him in half. To save Xiao Yu, he sacrificed the remaining half of himself to that underdeveloped Wolf Cub. The little creature, now grown, cried as if it had lost its father, wailing loudly enough to make his head ache.
Or perhaps it was that everything hurt at that moment; the only thing that didn’t was his heart, warmed by Xiao Yu in front and completed by Bai Lang behind.
Huddled in the belly of the bride, Yi Hu pondered whether this counted as a rebirth or a new life. The good news was that he had died and lived again; the bad news was that all the magical power he had cultivated over hundreds of years had left him with nothing. Analyzing with his new brain, he figured he must have benefited from Xiao Yu; otherwise, he would have forgotten everything long ago—how could he possibly remember who he was?
When he was finally born, everything around him was pitch black. He crawled beside his mother tiger, relying on his sense of smell, stumbling and tumbling as he made his way to the milk. Having been a great demon for hundreds of years, he had eaten both living humans and pigs but had long forgotten what breast milk tasted like; now, it felt somewhat unfamiliar.
Then one day, the scents around him began to change. Something grabbed him up; a large hand lifted him by the belly, and a wave of blood reek made his head throb. The jolting motion made him feel nauseous; just after having filled his stomach with milk, he embarrassingly returned it all to the ground when they finally stopped.
The cub, with the heart of a great demon but looking like a helpless infant, cursed in a way he learned from humans, but all that came out were pitiful whimpers. Damn! The great demon was furious at its own helplessness.
The subsequent events were so clichéd that even he found them tiresome. He was rescued by a group of those beings and fed with milk from some unknown animal. After enduring through the haze, when he finally opened his eyes, what greeted him wasn’t sky or earth but a bizarre scene filled with human heads.
Five or six heads of various appearances surrounded him in a circle, their bright eyes making his scalp tingle.
The first to recognize him was Xiao Yu; the little girl still looked like Longman—beautiful and mysterious as if she embodied all the goodness in the world. The second one to see him was Bai Lang; the humanoid great demon cried as pitifully as when his former self had died, wailing loudly enough to make Yi Hu’s head ache.
Damn it! Has this person not grown any brains over the years? As Yi Hu rolled his eyes in confirmation, he heard gasps from those around him. There was also Master Tripitaka’s voice saying, “To be so small yet able to roll your eyes—what a talent.”
Yi Hu sneered inwardly, thinking that if his body allowed it, he would love to slap everyone except Xiao Yu right now.
Then Bai Lang picked him up. The sobbing figure mumbled some incantation through tears that dripped into Yi Hu's ears and slid down into his throat, making him feel miserable about life—oh no, about tiger life—being this way.
That night, he slept with Bai Lang who transformed back into wolf form and curled around him with the softest part of his belly. The warmth from the sparse fur melted away even his anger at Bai Lang for being such a weirdo. In his dreams were Xiao Yu and the complete version of himself before death; the girl held his hand and said joyfully, “It’s so good—we found you.”
It would have been fine even if they hadn’t found him. Yi Hu replied grandly, “Being an ordinary tiger isn’t so bad.” At least it meant not being torn apart by that old demon again.
The girl shook her head and said it was impossible; she couldn't allow Bai Lang to be sad. Yi Hu, hearing this, was completely confused. He wondered how his death could possibly affect Bai Lang. Although he should indeed mourn his own death, he could cry as if he had lost a father, even calling himself "father."
"You really are terrible," Xiao Yu said, lightly tapping his head with her soft hand. "Do you truly not know that Bai Lang likes you, or are you just pretending not to know?"
"I'm genuinely pretending not to know," Yi Hu replied, his heart racing at the mention of the key words.
The foolish wolf would often speak of Xiao Yu with deep affection, yet on those rare peaceful nights, he would come to find Yi Hu, awkwardly saying he feared Yi Hu might feel lonely. What a joke! Yi Hu had seen and experienced enough to see through that fool's little thoughts.
So he was indeed terrible; it was only when he was close to death that he revealed his feelings, leaving a deep wound in the foolish one's heart. In his final moments, what he remembered wasn't the pain, nor the fact that he was incapacitated, or that he hadn't protected Xiao Yu well enough, but rather the soft kiss from Bai Lang, tinged with blood.
The girl huffed in frustration, crossing her arms and accusing him of causing Bai Lang to remain sad until now. Yi Hu shrugged nonchalantly and said, "I'm already dead; there's nothing I can do about it."
"There is something you can do," the Creator Deity said with a bright smile, waving a small hand and granting him a significant privilege.
When Yi Hu opened his eyes again, he found himself restored to the peak of his previous life in both power and body. In his arms lay the foolish wolf, drooling in sleep. He could still hear Xiao Yu's teasing laughter in his ears, reminding him to cherish this chance and not let Bai Lang be sad again.
Oh, so it meant they were now connected in their feelings.
He transformed into a tiger and firmly pinned the wolf beneath him. With his tail, he tied up the sleepy little creature's bothersome tail and met those still-dazed eyes before leaning in for a direct kiss.
Beasts don't kiss; their large mouths can't manage delicate matters. So they clumsily mimicked humans, their mouths pressed together as their tongues intertwined tightly.
Once the foolish one realized what was happening, tears began to flow again as he stammered as if he were about to commit some misdeed. Yi Hu found it annoying to see him cry; he used his hind leg to flip him over so that their soft bellies pressed against each other.
In the past, they had shared an adult moment by a small stream in the wild. The human-like Bai Lang had been thoroughly taken by Yi Hu in tiger form until he could barely close his legs. That night had been clear and bright; who knows how many creatures or spirits witnessed them? After all, at that time, Yi Hu was a tiger.
Beasts should mate with those they desire in the wild; that's what true pleasure is.
Now they could only pitifully squeeze onto a small bed together, mixing their experiences with tears as they sought another harmonious moment in life. The difference this time was that at this very moment, peace reigned across the land—no one would die or be devoured by anyone else.
The male beasts' penises were all on their bellies. They were fighting with their tongues. The first one to stick his head out was Bai Lang. The wolf's penis rubbed against his belly and his penis, making him want to pull out the soft tongue and eat it. "Damn it." Yi Hu, who had a voice, was finally able to speak. He growled and let go of the stupid tongue, raised his paw and patted Bai Lang's wet and smelly penis, threatening the other party to change back to human form now. The white and tender man lay under him with tears in his eyes, holding his neck awkwardly with his hands, his legs stuck on his waist like last time, and his clean pylorus was aimed at the place where he was also ready to attack, as if he was ready to die. "You don't want to?" The tiger's big tongue licked the man's face, and the big claws deliberately rubbed Bai Lang's lower body, which made him shiver with stimulation. "Yes." The man who no longer stuttered when speaking expressed his wishes very clearly, "I want you to use human form. I want to hug you." Love words came out like they were free. Yi Hu closed his eyes and satisfied this little wish. After all, this form does not match this decorated house. They hugged each other naked, and Bai Lang finally laughed. His two sharp teeth were white and clean, and it hurt his tongue when he licked them. The man hugged him tightly, as if he could not feel that their hard cocks were squeezed to the point of exploding. His breath sprinkled in his ears, and he would not let go as if he had never seen it before. "Bai Lang, when I fuck you later, I won't listen to your begging for mercy." Yi Hu was proud of his human form. His thing was a circle bigger than the man under him. When he spoke, he deliberately raised his waist to rub it, and the half-virgin began to tremble again. Having sex with a tiger can only be regarded as completing half a step into adulthood. What they have to do next is to truly enter adulthood. Bai Lang kissed him stupidly and said that he would never beg for mercy. Yi Hu laughed at Bai Lang for being hard-mouthed and praised his soft butt. Without any lubrication, they returned to their most primitive state, one dared to thrust and the other dared to receive. The feeling of the penis slowly entering the back was painful at first, and the smell of blood immediately wafted out. Bai Lang's sharp nails scratched Yi Hu's back and hurt, but it also brought great stimulation, allowing the man to thrust all the way in at once. The bloody sex was the same as the first time, Bai Lang felt pain first and then pleasure. The person who hugged him and cried and moaned was lying on the bed and talking nonsense, praising him for being big and then saying he was too fast. He was pushed so hard that he couldn't even speak a complete sentence. Yi Hu pressed the noisy mouth with his mouth, and human tongues were more comfortable to kiss. He twisted his waist hard to satisfy his sexual desire, and also made Bai Lang begin to return to the state of being happy when he was fucked. In the room, apart from the sound of their kissing saliva, there was the sound of flesh colliding, accompanied by the cry of the bed that was complaining under the heavy load. After releasing Bai Lang's mouth, you can still hear the man moaning. The sweet sound makes Yi Hu's lower body swell in size. A larger movement will make him moan more pleasantly.
"Yi Hu...Yi Hu..." The idiot called his name like some obscene words. He was so happy that he didn't know what to call, but he could still clearly find his mouth to kiss. "Idiot." Yi Hu bit the restless upper mouth fiercely, and thrust his waist vigorously to send the last spoils into the small mouth below. In the changing tone of Bai Lang's moan, he clearly felt that his belly was also a little sticky. They were both in a mess, especially Bai Lang, who was soaked and water was still flowing out of his asshole. But he looked very comfortable, leaning against Yi Hu with a hazy smile, and seemed to be mumbling something like "I finally found you". The two states of innocence and lust appeared on him, and Yi Hu's lower body began to catch fire again as he looked at her. He held her in his arms and turned over to lie down, maliciously asking Bai Lang to sit on her and serve him well. The man really did what he said. After sitting on his waist, he didn't care whether he could get used to it or not. He held his penis and pushed it into his ass. With the lubrication of the semen just now, he swallowed it all the way to the root. They intertwined their fingers, just like the last moment of their previous life. Yi Hu said that if there was a next life, he would definitely be Bai Lang's lover. Bai Lang lowered his head and kissed his body, like a devout believer who received the blessing of the gods. They had already merged into one, and now it was just another time. Wei Zhen, who got up to drink water, heard the noise accidentally and looked inside out of curiosity and happened to see this scene. He was so scared that his jaw almost hit the ground, and he hurriedly ran back to San Zang's bedroom with the water in his hand. The man who had just cleaned the semen on his body took the cup and drank the water, asking him why he acted like he had seen a ghost. Wei Zhen shyly covered his lower body, which was stimulated to raise his head again, and whispered to San Zang about the erotic scene in Bai Lang's room. The one who still had their child in her belly sneered, took off his pants, and squeezed his head with her big hand, saying: "Evil Dragon, if you still want to do it, just say it directly, don't beat around the bush." Thank you Bai Lang. Wei Zhen, who was in ecstasy from being blowjob, hugged San Zang's head, and in his heart, he thanked this good brother of a different race for the benefits he brought.
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