A few days later, Imiser was working in his study, and Heineer was sitting at his desk and serving with great hospitality, just because he had been a thief by hiding from the man who had received the medal, in fact, he had been looking for an opportunity to sue the man.

When the quill in Missey's hand ran out of ink, Heinier immediately replaced it with a water-absorbing pen.

"If you're tired, if you're tired, go and rest, you don't have to accompany me." Imise smiled softly, and touched Heinir's outstretched hand by the way.

"Not tired." Heinir hurriedly withdrew his hand and staggered his eyes.

"What? Have you been worried about anything lately? Naturally, Imise also sensed that he had been quite strange lately, such as suddenly running into the study to serve his pen and ink......

"Your Majesty, that ......" Heinier pondered for a while, anyway, there are still three days before the preliminaries will officially start, and when the time comes, he can't hide it, so he just sued him.

"I've signed up for the Demon King Challenge," Hainir said cheerfully to Imise.

"What?" Emisei was amazed.

"The demon clan who doesn't want to be a demon king is not a good demon clan, and I also have the desire to be in charge of the demon world!" Heinir immediately replied excitedly.

Imise raised his eyebrows, put down the scroll in his hand and said slowly, "Do you have the Demon Realm if you have me?" ”

"How can that be the same!" Heinier was completely speechless.

"In short, you are not allowed to go, and I will give you special permission to abstain." Imise said firmly, and with his long arms, he took Heinir next to him into his arms and put it on his lap.

"Look, you're starting to show your pregnancy, and you've reached the most critical stage of pregnancy, and you can't use your strength at this time." Imise patiently explained to Heinir.

Heinir got up from the man's lap angrily, "Don't limit me with this all day...... I'm going to ......."

"You, why are you so disobedient?"

"Why should I be obedient?"

"You ......"

"Your Majesty, just now the palace guard came to report that someone sent you a gift."

While the two were at a stalemate, a guard came in to report and interrupted their argument.

"Send me something? Take it and take a look. Imise suppressed the anger in his heart, and glanced at Hainir meaninglessly and said to the visitor.

There were too many gifts for him, and Imise didn't have to think about it to guess which admirer must have confessed, and he didn't usually look at it, but today Heineer was so disobedient, which could be used to warn him not to be pampered and arrogant, and there were still many people waiting in line for the Demon King's luck.

"Yes, your majesty."

The guard brought up a box with a red bow and opened it, inside was a beautifully bound photo album on one side, the wooden title page was carved with hollowed out lacquered red roses were extremely exquisite, the middle was a concave oval, and the retro yellow negative was only a naked/naked waist, without a head and tail without missing any points, but it was inexplicably lustful/erotic.

"Shhh......hhhhhhhh

Imise raised his eyebrows, picked a random page and flipped through the album in the middle.

Full page of color photographs, with a dark brown ruined background wall, black purple roses spiraling upwards from the remnants like crazy, spiky stems and vines wrapped around a naked/naked male body.

The man was undressed, and his black hair flowed like a waterfall around the body, ambiguously entangled. The rose thorns wrapped around the man's wrist and pulled his arm high, and then extended down the porcelain white chest, and the hidden scenery was obscured, because the stem and vine around the waist bloomed huge and gorgeous black and purple flowers, and from the waist down the vine bound the man's legs.

The photograph is moving, and the person in it is gently wrestling, but it is useless. The broken wall fades out of the fragility, the thorns reflect the softness, the gorgeousness that cannot be broken free, the helplessness of being bound, the people inside are red and helpless, but just a side face is already extremely amazing.

That's right, so amazing that Imise recognized the person inside at a glance.

Isn't this the propaganda photo that Hao Huademon wanted to blackmail him to!

"Ahhh!!hhh ……”

Heinir screamed the moment Imise opened it, rushed over and snapped the unsightly booklet shut, and then immediately covered his heart that was jumping out of his wild.

"Whew...... ...... "Heinir's burning like he had fallen into a lava pit."

"Hehe......" Imise chuckled calmly, hugged the excited and embarrassed man who had turned red like a shrimp, and swept his hand, and all the pen, ink, paper, and inkstones on the desk fell to the ground with a clatter.

As soon as the man's body turned, he pressed the person to the wide table that was completely clean! He didn't expect that although Heinir had been ignoring him on the surface, he would actually be able to do this for him......

"It's just a game, if you insist on going, I'll agree, as long as you take care of your own safety, you don't have to please me like this, although I love it when you seduce me in this way......" Imise hooked a finger at Heine's chin that was almost down to the ground in shame, and his tone was full of ridicule and teasing.

"No, no, no, Imisse, you misunderstood, that's not how it is......" Heinir's face instantly filled with a beautiful layer of blood, and he shook his head violently to explain.

Damn, it's a shame to be thrown home! The most important problem is that he really didn't want to seduce him! Also, what kind of posture is this Nima!

"Okay, I know ...... You can go to the game if you want, just ......" The man seemed to be able to feel the shy throbbing of the person under him, and the blue pupils of Missai turned dark blue in an instant, and there was a fire rushing on his body, shouting the most primitive impulse in his body.

"No, it's not. I...... I was designed...... "Heineer tried to resist the man's downward body, but to no avail, and Imise immediately grabbed his hands and pulled them up to the top of his head.

However, at the moment when he was about to kiss Haineil, he stopped.

"You designed me, Heinill. Hurry up and give birth to the one in your belly, I'...... Can't wait......"

As he spoke, he grabbed one of Haineer's hands and put it between his crotch, which had risen into a small mountain!

Rise! The heat of the volcanic eruption suddenly rushed into Heineer's face, and if he had been thin-skinned, he would have been burned through!

"Fuck your sister!" Hainir went crazy and pushed the man's body away, regardless of the three-seven-twenty-two, and immediately ran out.

"Hehe......"

After a long time, Imise, who watched Hainir's figure disappear, chuckled, picked up the well-made photo album from the ground, and focused on it from beginning to end, until the logo of the lovelorn bar appeared.

"It seems that the merchants of my demon realm are really getting better at doing business."

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