The little crybaby in the group, the young master is a softie

The curtain of night grew darker and heavier, as if to hide everything in the world in endless darkness. Only in the room of Buyehou and Su Yang, the heat was like an out-of-control wildfire, burning fiercely and spreading wantonly.

As the passion grew, the bed could no longer bear the weight and made a series of creaking sounds, as if protesting against such intense torture, or as if adding a different soundtrack to the hot atmosphere.

I don't know how long it took before the storm gradually showed signs of stopping.

Su Yang collapsed on the bed, like a puddle of mud with his bones and muscles drained out. His whole body ached and felt weak, and every inch of his muscle was screaming with fatigue.

He was breathing heavily, his chest heaving violently, staring blankly at the bed curtain, and he felt that the world in front of him was spinning.

The strawberry marks all over his body were as red as blood, densely intertwined and overlapping, like a passionate and gorgeous painting, blooming on Su Yang's fair skin.

He moved his fingers with difficulty, but found that even such a slight movement caused pain all over his body, as if his body no longer belonged to him.

At Su Yang's age, he is full of energy. He has no idea what moderation is and would rather eat until he dies.

"Big...big long worm...I'm dying..." Su Yang muttered weakly.

Buyehou lay on his side beside Su Yang, hugging him, breathing heavily, his whole body covered with bruises and purples from being bitten by a puppy.

He looked at Su Yang's body covered with scars, and couldn't help but regret that he was too crazy just now, so that Su Yang couldn't bear it.

Buyehou picked up Su Yang and brought him to the bathroom, put him in a bathtub filled with warm water, and used a towel to wipe Su Yang's sweaty forehead, neck and those glaring strawberry marks bit by bit.

Every time he touched a sensitive bruise, Su Yang couldn't help but flinch. Buyehou quickly eased his strength and coaxed him softly, "It doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt, I'll be gentler..."

The atmosphere on the other side was equally intense, and the extremely hot temperature made Su Xiangzheng grimace.

"Ouch, the fire is too strong, the fire is too strong, it's burning me to death..."

He was seen standing in front of a simple oven he had built himself, holding a bunch of skewers in his hand and constantly flipping them on the iron plate.

Because he didn't control the fire accurately enough, the flames kept rising, and he was so scared that he stepped back again and again, fearing that innocent people would be harmed. In this state of panic, he did not forget to turn around and say:

"Sister, please wait a little longer. The delicious food will be ready soon."

Xu Junyue stood behind Su Xiang with a dark face, wishing she could go up and strangle him to death.

This guy definitely did it on purpose!

"Sister, it's finally cooked. Come and have a taste of it."

Su Xiang handed over the black roasted meat skewers. Xu Junyue frowned in disdain, snatched it away and threw it far away, "Eat shit!"

The skewers flew all the way and finally found their target. They fell from mid-air and pierced Xue Moqian's head directly.

This guy deserves it. He stays awake in the middle of the night and runs out to tinker around.

"What the hell?"

Xue Moqian fumbled to take the skewer of meat off his head, held it under his nose and sniffed it, his eyes instantly lighting up.

"Well! God has given me this."

After he said that, he put it in his mouth. However, when he took the first bite, he was stunned.

"Ugh! So salty!"

Xue Moqian threw the skewer of meat to the ground and stomped on it viciously.

When he looked up accidentally, a beautiful figure quietly came in from outside like a ghost. Xue Moqian was already holding back his anger, and at this moment his eyes instantly became as sharp as a hawk, locking onto that figure tightly.

The figure's steps were extremely cautious, and each step seemed to be testing something. In Xue Moqian's opinion, this behavior was somewhat sneaky.

His blood instantly boiled over, and he rushed forward as fast as an arrow from a bow, so fast that he created a gust of wind.

"Stop! You ugly bastard, stop right there!"

Liu Rangchen raised his eyes, looked coldly at Xue Moqian who was blocking his way, and said: "A good dog does not block the road."

Xue Moqian was stunned at first, then he shouted angrily: "Yo, you are so capable that you dare to talk to me like this?"

Liu Rangchen was too lazy to pay attention to him. He walked around Xue Moqian and continued walking forward.

Xue Moqian was not willing to give up. He was used to bullying in the Demon Realm and even the Demon Lord doted on him, so he was named "The Fourth Princess of the Demon Realm". How could he tolerate such disregard?

He took a few steps forward and pushed Liu Rangchen rudely. Liu Rangchen staggered and almost fell to the ground.

"Where the hell are you running to? I haven't finished asking you questions yet. Why are you sneaking out at this hour instead of staying in the room to serve the Demon Lord?"

Liu Rangchen stood firm, patted the part that was pushed, his expression still cold, "No comment."

Xue Moqian became even more furious, "Hey! You ungrateful thing! If you don't make your point clear today, don't even think about getting away from here easily!

You sneaked out in the middle of the night. Don't think I don't know what you are up to. Are you going to find a strange man behind the back of the Demon Lord? Hmm?"

Xue Moqian deliberately dragged out the last syllable of his words, and his words were full of malicious speculation and insults.

"Stop slandering me here!" Liu Rangchen gritted his teeth, "It's not your turn to interfere in my affairs. Who do you think you are?"

"Hahahaha, who do I think I am? I am the fourth Demon Lord in the Demon Realm! In this Demon Realm, few people dare to talk to me like this!

You are just a bed warmer beside the Demon Lord, do you really think you are so important?" As he said this, he stretched out his finger and poked Liu Rangchen's shoulder hard.

"This matter today concerns the reputation of the Demon Lord. If you know what's good for you, tell me the truth. Who did you meet and what shameful things did you do? If I find out that you really cheated on the Demon Lord, you'll be in trouble!"

Liu Rangchen slapped Xue Moqian's hand away, "Don't touch me with your dirty claws!"

Xue Moqian narrowed his eyes, stared at him dangerously, and suddenly reached out to grab Liu Rangchen by the collar and lifted him up.

"I'm telling you, are you going to refuse my toast and drink the wine for punishment? Believe it or not, you're going to be shameless again...ah!"

Before he could finish his words, there was a loud bang, and Xue Moqian was thrown back several meters. He got up in a panic, staring at the bucktoothed girl opposite him with wide eyes.

"You ugly bastard, how dare you hit me?"

As he said this, he rolled up his sleeves and prepared to rush forward to fight Liu Rangchen to the death.

Liu Rangchen dodged Xue Moqian's capture with ease, took a few steps back, and distanced himself from him.

"Want to fight?" Liu Rangchen sneered, "Don't you think about your own worth? Do you really think I'm afraid of you?"

Xue Moqian was so angry that he jumped up like thunder, waving his hands wildly in the air: "You...you just wait for me! Wait until I tell the Demon Lord that you went out to fool around in the middle of the night, and then see how he will deal with you!"