Quick piercing cannon fodder male god counterattack manual

Chapter 188 Demon Venerable, Ruthless to Pet (06)

"Does Your Majesty like Senxia?" Shui Yao asked softly.

"This deity has never liked anyone before." The corners of Meisheng's mouth curled up into a cold smile.

Shui Yao held his cold wrist, and gently tried to take his hand away.

She doesn't like to look up at him, she likes to look at each other at the same level.

"Then will your Majesty like Senxia in the future? Or... Chenqie~~" The following words spit out from Shui Yao's mouth, revealing a touch of temptation, and said again: "Chenqie wants to be your majesty's exception .”

The disdain in Meisheng's eyes was particularly obvious, and she wanted to kiss her lips in possession.

Is this lip the same as that person's lips last night?
Those eyes, like a hook, tightly hooked his eyes.

Damn it, for the first time, he actually longed to have the pair of eyes from last night, or be the owner of those eyes.

Shui Yao immediately covered her lips with her hand, and Mei Sheng's kiss just landed on the back of her hand.

Meisheng was taken aback for a moment, staring at the young girl's ecstatic gaze.

"If Your Majesty doesn't like your concubines, your concubines will not."

Shui Yao flatly refused, causing Meisheng's cold eyes to suddenly burst into thin anger.

It's always been women who chased him, but for the first time, a woman rejected him?

Meisheng flipped her arms, and Shui Yao rolled off the Mozun's chair because of his strength.

Shui Yao sat down on the ground, the heavy headdress on her head tilted, making her uncomfortable.

Pressing the headgear with his hand, Shui Yao raised his eyes to look at his cold and angry eyes: "Is Your Highness so ignorant of compassion? The joy of love between two people is the most beautiful."

Meisheng looked down, her handsome facial features raised a faint and merciless smile: "Really?"

Shui Yao stood up slowly and walked down the stairs.

Meisheng stretched her legs and stepped on her skirt.

Shui Yao froze for a moment, and stabilized his center of gravity.

"If Your Highness likes Senxia, ​​Senxia will definitely take good care of him. If Senxia doesn't get His Majesty's favor, then Senxia will wait for His Majesty's favor." Shui Yao looked back and smiled, charming all living beings.

"The tone is not small, I have seen a lot of tricks like playing hard to get." Mei Sheng sneered.

Shui Yao turned back to him: "I believe His Majesty will not disappoint Sen Xia."

Meisheng pulled hard, and Shui Yao's body fell into his arms.

"This deity never loves people."

Shui Yao put down the seat on Meisheng's chest with his hand, and lightly tapped it with his fingers: "Yes, Your Majesty will definitely understand what love is, this is the nature of all creatures."

Meisheng doesn't care about Shui Yao's words, he never understands what love is.

He is the Demon Lord, and everything in the Demon World is in his hands. Whoever he wants will live, and whoever he wants will die. No one has ever dared to speak to him in such a proud tone in front of his own eyes.

For Meisheng, his slight interest in the woman in front of her is the luck of her life.

He firmly pressed Shui Yao's shoulder, and kissed her lips.

Shui Yao dodged, her cold lips fell on her warm face.

"Your Highness, Senxia thinks that men should be gentlemen, so that women will like them more, especially a heroic and martial man like His Highness, who will make Senxia fascinated."

Instead of being angry, Meisheng smiled: "The deity is waiting for your fascination."

Shui Yao got up from his arms, and slightly bent his knees: "Your Majesty, Sen Xia just came to the Demon Palace, and after walking for more than ten days, he feels a little tired."

Meisheng stared at her slim figure with cold eyes, got up boringly, turned and left the hall without saying a word.

Shui Yao knelt and sent him away.

There is no nostalgia in the eyes, and there is no call to stop him.

Meisheng's heart felt a little unhappy, but he wanted to see how long this woman pretended to be.

The main hall became cold and empty, making it look extraordinarily deserted.

Since Meisheng became an adult, she has accumulated countless beauties around her, so she seems too conceited when she treats the opposite sex.

With a man like this, the best thing to do is to let him down.

As it was last night, it is the same today.

Let him taste the frustration of being teased by a woman, and then turn around and disappear, which will make him even more obsessed.

"Miss." The demon maid came from the entrance of the hall and saluted.

Shui Yao nodded: "Do you want to arrange a room?"

"I have already arranged a residence for the young lady, and the young lady will come with me."

Shui Yao followed the maidservant to the apse, the palace was dark, the walls were illuminated by mottled red light, it looked a little weird.

After detouring through alleys and alleys, he finally entered a spacious room.

The tone of the magic palace is always dark. The room is divided into two parts, one is a place for eating, and the other is for sleeping. A dark gray translucent gauze curtain is hung in the middle to cover it.

Such a room is already considered excellent in the Demon Palace.

"The servant undresses the young lady."

Shui Yao nodded, the heavy headdress should have been taken off a long time ago.

The jet-black hair hangs down, and the pearl-like white skin supports it all the more charming.

"Miss has really good skin. Miss is the most beautiful woman I have ever seen in the Demon Palace. No wonder His Majesty Mozun likes Miss so much." Demon Maid said enviously.

Like it?
Shui Yao knows that Meisheng doesn't like her, and her performance today is just because of the ambiguous contact last night.

Mei Sheng, just feels that today's her is like yesterday's self.

Meisheng is not a person who is easily emotional, if once emotional, Shui Yao doesn't know what will happen to him.

The black underclothes restrained Shui Yao's figure, and her black hair hung down, like a fallen fairy who had fallen into the demon world.

"Miss is tired these days, rest early, and wake up early tomorrow to greet the Demon Lord."

"Yes, I see." Staring at himself in the mirror, Shui Yao replied perfunctorily.

"The servant girl retreated first."

After finishing speaking, the demon maid turned around and retreated, but just as she reached the door, she was startled: "Prince Sen."

"kindness."

The man's indifferent and calm voice reached Shui Yao's ears, she froze for a moment, then turned around, and saw Sen Hong standing in the middle of the room, looking at her.

Shui Yao got up, luggage: "Daddy."

Sen Hong's eyes were gentle: "Sen Xia, Daddy sent you to the magic palace, do you blame Daddy?"

"Don't complain, Daddy has his own plans." Shui Yao replied with a smile.

Senhong swallowed his saliva: "Is it really not strange?"

"No wonder."

No wonder, if it weren't for you, how could I get close to Meisheng.

"That's good." Sen Hong's handsome facial features raised a faint smile, but there was a touch of helplessness hidden in that smile, and he asked again: "Just now in the hall, you and Your Majesty..."

"Dad, don't worry, I have my own measure."

Sen Hong stretched out his hand and patted Shui Yao's shoulder. The man's facial features were equally handsome, but they were far inferior to Mei Sheng.

"Then go to bed early. If there is anything else, let someone send a letter to Dad. During this period of time, Dad lives in the Modu Inn."

"Okay, Daddy." Shui Yao replied obediently.

Seeing Sen Hong leave, Shui Yao breathed a sigh of relief.

But just after he breathed a sigh of relief, Meisheng came again.

Along with them, there are also plates in the hands of a group of demon servants, with various clothes and some jewelry on them.

Shui Yao looked at Mei Sheng puzzledly: "Your Majesty, after a short incense stick, do you miss Sen Xia?"

(End of this chapter)