The word Demon Lord made everyone breathe a sigh of relief, and they felt like they were going to live for the rest of their lives.

They almost crawled out of the main hall, for fear that he would regret it in the next second and take their lives.

Yuan Li stood alone in the empty hall, stepping over a piece of broken porcelain and several corpses, and pinched his eyebrows with some irritation.

Just......

The woman writhed in front of him......

What came to his mind was her smooth, fair, and graceful back under the moonlight that night.

Her slender wrists were restrained by a bright red belt, her eyes were misty, and her plump lips were bitten lightly, begging for mercy in a low voice......

Yuan Li's lower abdomen ignited a heat for no reason.

He shook his head, trying to shake the images out of his mind.

The footsteps were already walking in the direction of the Qing'an Palace.

**

Bai Zhen has been sick since the day she was beaten, and her health has not been too good.

She always felt as if she couldn't wake up, and she was sleepy more and more, so she went to bed very early in the evening.

When Yuan Li pushed the door in, the lights in the room had already gone out.

He took advantage of the faint moonlight to smear and walk in the direction of the bed.

Unexpectedly, halfway through, he accidentally kicked a kick over the chair.

"Bang Bang".

No matter how soundly Bai Zhen slept soundly, she was awakened by fright.

She rubbed her eyes, looked at the shadow in the doorway and asked, "Who?" ”

Seeing that no one agreed, she asked again, "Yuan Li, is that you?" ”

The bed on his side slumped in, and the shadow pressed over.

Then a low, "Hmm" sounded in my ears.

His arm was very heavy, and with such a slight touch, Bai Zhen, who had wanted to get up, was pressed back to the bed.

He clasped his hands around her and hugged her tightly into his arms, buried his face in the socket of her neck, and took a deep breath.

Really.

Or does her smell smell the most pleasant......

Because Bai Zhen didn't wake up, her body stiffened for a long time before she could react.

The teenager's breath hit her neck, warm and itchy.

That posture was exactly the same as when he was a child when he hugged her to sleep.

Bai Zhen's eyes couldn't help but soften a little, and she raised her hand to gently rub the top of his hair.

The young man's body paused slightly, raised his head, and looked at her with a pair of red eyes.

Bai Zhen looked at each other calmly and whispered, "Sleep." ”

The boy blinked.

These two words seemed to trigger something, and an inexplicable emotion welled up in his eyes, and then, one turned sideways, pressing her underneath.

"Lan Zhi, what should I do with you......"

I don't know if it was the wine and the incense that worked, or if the boy was in love himself, he lowered his head and kissed the girl's lips gently, whispering her name over and over again.

"Lan Zhi, Lan Zhi ......"

The girl under him was powerless, allowing him to kiss and touch without a single response.

His fingertips ran across every inch of her skin, and she trembled helplessly, her body was so uncomfortable that she bit her lip and refused to make a sound.

The moment he entered, the demonic eyes were as bright as fire, and lust swept in like a tide, swallowing his consciousness little by little.

He had almost forgotten himself, and the beast in his heart was screaming desperately, and there was only one thought left in his mind—

To melt her into the blood and bones, and possess her fiercely.

The shredded hair on the girl's forehead was soaked with sweat and stained on the side of her face. Although it didn't hurt as much as the first time, the man's fierce venting made her breathless, and the crisp numbness that surged up layer upon layer made her fingertips tremble.