All the cannon fodders I have flirted with are on top [Quick Wear]

The evil spirit attacked again in the middle of the night. With the experience from last time, Ning Zhi quickly realized that it was the evil spirit that was causing trouble.

He covered his chest and forced himself to regulate his breathing, then turned over and got out of bed, ready to go to Fu Wang's residence.

Because Fu Wang lost the argument between the two during the day, he gave the bedroom to Ning Zhi in a fit of anger and went to sleep in a side hall alone.

Ning Zhi closed the door gently, endured the pain and walked quickly to the door of Fu Wang's room, pushed the door... but it didn't open.

Fuwang is still locked?

He leaned against the door, endured the pain for a while, and knocked on the door again, "Fuwang, open the door."

No one responded.

Ning Zhi had already guessed that he did it on purpose.

The pain in his body surged up, and he could no longer bear it. He used his divine power to break into the door and ran straight to the bed curtain behind the screen.

The drawn bed curtains made it impossible to see inside. Ning Zhi stood by the bed, wondering if there were any hidden weapons here. After all, Fu Wang was so vengeful that he would definitely not let him in so easily.

Before he could think about it, a hand reached out from the curtain and grabbed his arm and pulled it.

Ning Zhi fell on the bed without any preparation, and looked into Fu Wang's interested eyes.

"Don't dawdle, help me get rid of the magic quickly."

Fu Wang turned over on top of him, held down his arm, leaned close to his ear, and spoke with a smug tone, "You broke into my bedroom in the middle of the night, and touched my bed, and told me not to dawdle. Ling Yan, whose heart do you think it is?"

Damn it, Fu Wang has to settle the score with him now, right?

"My heart, I miss you, are you satisfied? If you are satisfied, come quickly." Ning Zhi held his arm and spoke incoherently.

Fu Wang raised the corner of his lips and held him down, "Not only do you want to seduce me, you also want to seduce me."

Ning Zhi buried his face in the quilt, not wanting to talk to him about nonsense. He was now being pressed down by Fu Wang, and his breath was filled with that special fragrance, and his body was also having other reactions.

The two were close to each other, so Fu Wang certainly noticed his change, and the smugness in his eyes almost overflowed, "Beg me."

"it is good."

Ning Zhi agreed in an instant, but because he did it so quickly, Fu Wang was stunned.

“How can I beg…!”

Soft lips pressed against his, but before he could taste the flavor, they quickly left.

"I have."

Ning Zhi looked at his fluttering eyelashes, a soft feeling emerged in his heart. He suddenly held his shoulders, raised his head and kissed him back.

The breeze blew the snow-white curtains, the veil fluttered, Ning Zhi kissed her and asked her about her conscience, successfully creating ripples in Fu Wang's heart.

With the magic guide around, this kiss is destined to not be quiet and gentle.

After a brief moment of distraction, Fu Wang carefully regained the initiative.

The breath beside his ears was disordered. Ning Zhi climbed onto his shoulders and whispered, "I suddenly thought of something."

"If it ruins the atmosphere, just swallow it back."

Ning Zhi frowned and said with pain, "Since the magic spell requires dual cultivation to resolve, why shouldn't I be the one doing it?"

Fu Wang blinked, didn't look at him, and continued to do his own thing.

Not answering meant consent, and Ning Zhi then realized what he had missed.

Damn Fu Wang, he knew it but didn’t tell him!

Sensing his reluctance to cooperate, Fu Wang whispered in a coaxing tone, "Don't lose your temper. I'll let you take the top position now, okay?"

He had never spoken so gently to Ning Zhi before, and under such special circumstances, Ning Zhi had somewhat lost his judgment and was easily succeeded by him.

Fu Wang pinched his waist and curled his lips, "Put on some more effort."

……

……

The next morning, Ning Zhi was forcibly awakened.

Fu Wang covered his eyes, his voice was unusually gentle, "You continue to sleep."

Who can sleep when you're swaying like that!

Fu Wang held down his wrist and admired his masterpiece with satisfaction.

Outside the Demon Palace there is a crabapple tree that has been in full bloom for a hundred years. When the wind blows, the petals are scattered all over the palace. It turns out that the petals did not float away somewhere else, but all fell on Ling Yan, dazzling his eyes, petal by petal.

Ning Zhi wanted to break free from him, but was forcibly suppressed. "This is the last time. Be obedient."

It's all nonsense!

He didn't know how many times he heard this sentence last night, and Fu Wang said every time it was the last time!

By the time the two of them had completely parted ways, it was almost noon.

Ning Zhi kicked him away, but accidentally pulled something, and his brows frowned even more.

Fu Wang had a full meal and was in a very good mood. He lifted the quilt to reveal Ning Zhi's face.

"The Demon Realm is holding a celebration banquet today, and you have to attend with me."

"What is my identity?"

Fu Wang thought he was dissatisfied, "Do you think my demon world's banquet is not worthy of you?"

His tone was cold, and Ning Zhi woke up immediately.

"What are you talking about? I'm talking about my status as a prisoner?"