Chapter 65: Room 3 with the Demon Cave

The wolf girl is bloodthirsty, wild, and reckless, and has an incredibly powerful passion, and the snake girl is lingering, charming, and has a natural ability to bewitch people...... However, they don't have that.

They don't have the delicate, docile nature of her, but they have a little broken nature in their bones...... And her natural body fragrance, the fragrance of roses...... This is something that all the witches combined, and none of them can compare. All they have on them is the smell of prey......

I have experienced her, so it tastes like chewing wax for any woman.

Because of the taste she carved into the deepest part of his soul, she had already bewitched him, so she would rather endure thousands of years of torment than find her.

The single shirt has fallen to the ground, and in his arms, nephrite is warm and fragrant.

So greasy, so slippery, so weak and boneless, just like the white clouds on the horizon, I don't feel any weight, only real body temperature......

She was still half-asleep, half-awake, as if she was drunk but not drunk...... Maybe he was too gentle...... It is by no means the roughness of the Dark Lord back then, and it is not the roughness and shamelessness of the child...... He treated her cautiously and considerately.

Zi Ling!

Prince Chen, of course!

He has always been her childhood sweetheart - even if she forgets the fairy clan and the black hole of time, but since she was five years old, she has had her first gift - a kite from Ziling.

It was he who repeatedly rescued her from Ziman's clutches, brought her self-esteem, glory, and gave her a complete home and a long time to rely on.

She thought that in this world, only Zi Ling would have such gentleness, but she didn't know that things were already wrong.

Because of love and expectation, even shyness is gentle and lovely.

She trusted him so much.

Even if he doesn't agree with etiquette, even if he can't wait...... She followed him. As long as he is happy, she will be happier than he is......

In particular, in the half-dreaming and half-awake intoxication, she felt a novelty, as if something had been ignited, faintly afraid, faintly expectant......

She didn't understand what it was, so she kept her eyes closed, meek, soft, and let him take what he wanted.

How many times has the Dark Lord encountered such submissiveness since he met her?

Every time she either resisted strongly or struggled desperately, the screams were still in his ears, and at the moment when he was about to cover her, he suddenly remembered the past, the unbearable pain, Ji Wuxue, the little fairy, when she belonged to him for the first time, how painful and dying......

In the years that followed, he was always puzzled in the midst of extreme pain and lovesickness, why she would rather die than follow me?Why did she regard other banshees as supreme pleasures, but she regarded them as great pain and shame???

Could it be that marrying the Dark Lord is really more terrifying to her than falling into the black hole of time?

Especially, when the other banshees intensified their efforts to please him, praised him, regarded him as the strongest male in the world, and longed to have a night of joy with him...... He was even more puzzled: Isn't that what the laws of nature are???

Can the little fairy not like the most majestic man in the world???

Could it be that those powerless little white faces are really that good? ?

It was only now that he slowly understood—perhaps, that he had scared her.

At this moment, I can't bear to let her go through the pain of the second time.

His movements slowed down, and as soon as he thought about it, he smiled.