Lan Muir has always felt that the celebration of the demon clan is really tiring.

Those frenzied singing and dancing and burning enthusiasm will unconsciously drain people's physical strength. When I enjoy it, I only immerse myself in happiness, and when it's over, I feel collapsed, and my bones are sore and soft.

"Even though I didn't dance." He whispered a grumble.

"Who told you to be too soft-hearted?"

The dim palm slowly brushed his back and waist, smoothing the wrinkled white robe, "When they call you, you just lean over and run back and forth, who is tired if you are not tired?" ”

The wheels of the carriage clattered forward, and the carriage moved slightly.

Lanmuir's hair was scattered, and his face was a little pale. He lay down beside the demon king tiredly, and whispered on his dim legs.

Now that he is back with the Demon King, he realizes that he likes the feeling of being close to the dim skin—an emotion that no one else has.

Suddenly, the demon king pressed his palm. His palm had already reached Lanmuir's tail vertebrae, and he naturally touched the newborn scaly tail.

He smiled: "How does it feel to have a long tail?" ”

Lanmuir: "At first, I didn't get used to it, I couldn't even wear clothes. It's a lot better now, and I like it. ”

Dusk Yao grabbed the beautiful wagging tail and put it in the palm of his hand to look at it carefully.

After experiencing the ups and downs of losing and regaining, it was only then that he began to carefully observe the changes in his lover's body.

The scales produced by Lanmuir's demonization are dark purple, mysterious and deep. He is a human demon, and if you look closely, you will find that the scales are still sparse compared to ordinary demons, and patches of snow-white skin will be exposed on his body.

But the horns and tail of the scales are completely the appearance of the Demon King's bloodline, beautiful and contain power. Dusk couldn't help but pinch the root of the scaly tail.

"Sss

Lanmuir gasped, subconsciously trying to retract his tail.

"Don't hide, I'll see if your tail grows solid," Dusk squeezed it again, "What does it feel?" ”

"It's kind of ...... Blame. Ranmuir frowned, and described it very honestly, "Itchy, numb all the way to the body, and my waist is weak." ”

"So what?" Dusk pinched the tip of her tail.

"Hmm!"

Faint Yao hurriedly let go, "It hurts?" ”

Lanmuir: "It's a little painful, and my hamstrings are tight. ”

"It's completely demonized, indeed." Dusk rubbed the place he had just pinched twice with his fingertips, and finally let go of Lan Muir's scales, "In another ten days and a half months, you will be able to use the horns to sense the magic breath in your body." ”

Ranmuir: "Can you fight with your tail?" ”

Faint: "I advise you not to come nonsense, you are not used to hand-to-hand combat, if the scaly tail is caught by the enemy, the end is not ordinary." ”

Lanmuir laughed, "That's just what I said." ”

Faint: "That's right, you have such a temper, how can you fight with anyone." ”

However, these words reminded Dusk Yao. Lanmuir has indeed been curious about the tail of the demon for a long time.

One day a few years ago, Modo was idling with the two generals of Assain. He went to watch the battle, and by the way, brought his beloved human slaves with him.

I saw that Modo's scaly tail was pumped towards Asain, and when the latter avoided it, the tail was

It was pumped against a rock, and the hard stone flew away.

Ranmuir was shocked, and the cognition that belonged to the human race was once again refreshed by this group of violent demons.

The dueling arena where the two generals practiced was actually a fenced sandy area, which was very simple. There were a few scattered rocks next to it, where the spectators - the Demon King and his slaves were sitting.

The mood of the dim light that day was very good, so it was rare to take the initiative to explain:

"Moto is an inferior demon, and the scales and tails and horns are thin, which is nothing. The scale tail of the big demon can be picked up to break the waist of a century-old tree. ”

As he spoke, he suddenly realized that Lanmuir's eyes had already glanced behind him.

"Well, your scaly tail ......"

Dusk Yao thought it was funny, he simply stood up from the stone rock watching the battle, shook the tip of his tail, and raised it up: "Sit and watch." ”

Ranmuir: "! ”

Can you sit!?

No matter what, he is also the size of an adult man......

Lanmuir looked at the Demon King with hesitant eyes, and slammed his head at him.

Ranmuir was stunned and whispered, "Sit ...... Can't sit still. I'll fall off. ”

Dusk: "Sit back, hands on my shoulders." ”

The thick tail of scales was crooked upwards, leaving room for a person to sit on. Lanmuir hesitated for a moment, but still lost to his innate curiosity-

He grabbed the erected tail with one hand, and with the other he held the demon king's shoulders and sat on the dim scale tail.

"Deep?" Lanmuir's eyes lit up and he tentatively lifted his feet off the ground.

…… It's very easy to make humans happy, as long as you use some childish means to play with children, you can make Lanmuir happy for a long time.

"It's light, sit tight." Dim Yao smiled secretly, and walked up directly with his tail to support him, looking at the posture relaxed, and the pace was no different from usual.

Ranmuir was startled, and instinctively wrapped his hands around Dim's neck.

At the same time, he was secretly helpless in his heart: the demon king always seemed to like to boast of force in front of him either bluntly or implicitly, and it was not a courtship, why was he so persistent...... It's like a child.

Suddenly, he heard the duel arena become very quiet.

Mordo and Assain stopped fighting. The surrounding demon guards were dumbfounded. Lanmuir looked back, and even hallucinated the sound of their jaws dropping one by one.

"My king."

"Huh?"

"Isn't that not good," said Ranmuir, holding back the tingling sensation in his scalp, whispered, "and they are all looking at us." Isn't it ......"

He actually wanted to ask: Is it, for example, the scale tail of the demon clan is actually very important, and it can't be sat under the ass like this

Noodles or something??

Speaking of which, when the demons swear, they also take blood from Scaletail, smear their foreheads, and kiss each other's Scaletails to show submission......

Dimmy but didn't care: "The eyeballs grow on them, you don't care where they look." ”

“……”

"This height is good, you talk to me, I don't have to bow my head."

On that day, Lanmuir returned to the palace on the tail of the Demon King.

Along the way, I don't know how many demons were blinded, showing an expression that couldn't bear to look directly.

afterward

Ranmuir gradually understood,

The scale tail is the most powerful part of the demon's body,

At the same time, it is also a very sensitive part of the nerve. The more powerful the demons, the more they can't tolerate their tails being touched.

He remembered that he had often grabbed the faint scale tail casually before, and he was immediately embarrassed: from the concept of the demon race, the demon king who was similar to the dignity was being touched by a slave.

But that can't be blamed entirely on him, who told the faint that never stopped?

And by the time they reached their fifteenth year, when Ranmuir had also grown a scaly tail, they had already been able to play with each other's tails.

This time, Dim Flare fell in love with Lanmuir's Scaly Tail and played all the way back to the palace.

When he got out of the car, he stretched out his hand to hug him again, but Lanmuir was worried about the Demon King's injury, so he didn't ask him to hug him, and shirked: "I have horns and tails now, and I must have gotten heavier." ”

Dim was angry and funny: "Can I still drop you?" ”

Ranmuir: "Next time, I'll give you a hug next time." ”

They finally returned to the palace.

Before leaving, Dusk gave him the key to his private vault to Sulphur, and asked the lady-in-waiting to furnish the palace exactly as it had been while they were away.

When I came back, everything was as usual. Whether it was the fire fox blanket or a dozen small bone ornaments, they all stayed peacefully in their original locations under the light of copper lamps.

Lanmuir walked to the window.

There was no cliff moon in the night sky, but real moonlight.

Even if it is only half bent today, and even occasionally obscured by flocculent gray clouds, it is much brighter than the cliff moon.

“…… What a beautiful moonlight. ”

The Demon King stood behind the Holy Monarch and reached out to wrap his arms around his shoulder: "The sun and moon of the abyss are all brought to us by you, Lan Muir. ”

Lanmuir looked up for a while, then reached out and touched the chaise longue under the window: "But I can see it with my own eyes because of you, Dim." ”

"Thank you for keeping me alive. It's good to be alive...... It's really good. ”

……

The witch doctor Dogu was also waiting in the palace, and he had come to check on the bodies of the two palace owners.

"Look at him first."

Dusk grabbed the corner of Lanmuir's plate and pushed him forward: "If you dare to hide it again this time...... and cut off thy horn and burn it with flint. ”

Dogu cried and mourned: Ah, the trembling witch doctor is back every day.

The final result was that both of them were given a doctor's order that "they must recuperate for at least three months" by Duogu.

Dim Shine didn't care—he hadn't followed a doctor's advice in his life.

And Lan Muir smiled softly: "Don't worry, Lord Duogu, I will watch my king." ”

Now that everything is stable, you can really rest for a while and let your body be lazy.

Dorgu left behind a stack of prescriptions and left, and Lanmuir took them to the lamp one by one, looked at them, and put them in the small cabinet with his own hands.

Twilight carried him to the bed: "It's late, let's go to bed first...... Well, it doesn't seem to have become any heavier. ”

Lanmuir felt his body sink into the soft bed.

Originally, the bed of the demon clan was harder and thinner. It is because the human body is weak and afraid of the cold, and the faint light begins to move. He summoned the best craftsmen and added layers of hides, furs, and feathers to make the bed softer and warmer.

Now, Ranmuir secretly compared it to his bed in the palace, and was surprised to find that the comfort was barely much different.

"What are you thinking?"

Dusk covered him with a quilt, and Scaletail quietly reached over and hooked his Scaletail.

Lanmuir sighed in frustration: "My king treats me so well, but I have never found out that you love me. ”

Dim Yao laughed and rubbed the top of his hair vigorously: "Good, it's not too late to know now." ”

"Not too late?"

"Of course it's not too late," Faint leaned over and kissed his horn tightly, "I can love you for a long time...... For a long time. ”

So, you can feel it carefully and respond slowly in the years to come.

Lanmuir craned his neck to accept the kiss, and he caressed the Demon King's shoulder, feeling the newly bandaged strip of cloth wrapped around it.

His eyes were hotter than a copper lamp in the night: "What about me?" Dusk, do you think I love you? ”

As soon as he finished speaking, he felt his tail tighten.

Dusk wrapped his scales around his tail.

The force made Ranmuir tingle from his tail vertebrae upwards, as if he had been slightly shocked. He snorted instinctively, only to feel that his whole body was weak, but it was strangely hot.

Deep in the bed tent, under the quilt, the two scales and tails are inconspicuously tightly intertwined. The tip of the tail twists the tip of the tail, and the scales grind the scales.

"Hot," Ranmuir's eyes reddened, his fingers spasmed, and he gripped the futon, "Good...... Hemp. ”

The dim palm supported the back of his neck, and his voice was hoarse: "Use some more force." ”

"Shhh...... Why are you, huh...... Don't answer my question......" Ranmuir shuddered, feeling like his tail was going to be torn off by the faint flare.

In a trance, he heard the demon king say in his ear—

"Love me or not? Such a cunning question......"

"Of course, you will prove it to me, Your Majesty."!