The Little Reporter from the Underworld and the Demon King

When the emperor returned home, Wu Ze had already regained his vitality and turned back into that rambunctious soft-horned demon again.

Although he didn't go to work for a day and didn't have much fun to share with the emperor during the interview, he was still able to chat non-stop.

It was business as usual, except that nothing was said about what had happened last night.

This was just as the emperor wished, otherwise he really didn't know how to face Wu Ze.

But when Wu Ze really acted like nothing happened, he was disappointed again.

If it weren't for the red mark on Wu Ze's neck, he might have thought it was just a dream of his own.

He didn't know that Wu Ze also made a lot of determination to maintain his cheerfulness as usual.

Since the emperor doesn't like him, last night must be just an unpleasant memory of his drunkenness, just pretend it never happened.

Although the indifference as always made his stomach grievances surge upwards, and his heart ached.But at least the emperor didn't drive him away, at least he can stay by his side, isn't that enough, he comforted himself bitterly.

It turned out that after only one night, my simple worship had changed, so not only did I not resist, but I even felt a little satisfied...

Wu Ze will not evade his own heart, but he will not use what happened to coerce other demons, especially the emperor, because of his clear thinking.

Since the emperor wants it to be as if it never happened, then let him do so.

It's just that why do you still want more attention from the Great Emperor? The devil's heart is really insatiable...

One night, the two demons seemed to live in peace, but each had their own concerns.

After resting for a whole day, Wu Ze came to the TV station office full of energy.

"Why did you ask for leave yesterday? Are you sick?" The director came to greet him with concern, and there was a project related to the future fate of the TV station hanging around Wu Ze's neck. He couldn't do anything serious at this time.However, he only glanced at Wu Ze and hurried back to his seat without waiting for Wu Ze's answer.

"No..." Wu Ze tilted his head and looked at the fleeing director. Before he could say anything, he finally shrugged and didn't take it to heart.

A few beautiful editor sisters also came over: "Little Wu Ze, you yesterday..." But they ran away screaming before they finished asking the question.

Wu Ze was at a loss, why everyone on the TV station became strange after only one day.

Duo Ling poured a cup of coffee to express condolences to Wu Ze, who had taken a day off. Seeing the marks on Wu Ze's neck, he shook his hands in shock, and spilled hot coffee.

"Ah, it's hot, it's hot!"

Wu Ze hurriedly took out a paper towel to help him dry, and dragged him to the bathroom to flush him to cool him down.

Duo Ling didn't care about his hands, pointed to the red marks on Wu Ze's neck and asked him what happened.

Only then did Wu Ze realize that there was a red mark on his neck, and he looked in the mirror with a puzzled look on his face: "Maybe it was a mosquito bite." But there was no swelling or itching.

"No, I said you..." Duo Ling didn't know how to explain to him, so he simply grabbed his arm and sucked hard.

Uze watched in amazement as his partner gnawed on his own arm.

Xu Jiu Duoling let go of his mouth and pointed to a red mark on his arm: "Look, is it the same as the one on your neck?"

Wu Ze compared it and suddenly realized: "It's really the same! When did you bite my neck?"

Duo Ling blushed: "How could I bite the one on your neck!"

Wu Ze frowned suspiciously: "But I can't suck it myself." He tried to lower his head as he spoke, but no matter what, he couldn't even touch his neck with his tongue.

Duo Ling rubbed his hands embarrassingly: "I'm not gossip, um, that, don't you live in the Emperor's house, don't you two..."

Wu Ze suddenly blushed: "We didn't!"

Duo Ling saw something interesting: "Eh? The emperor really did it? But he can bear it, I thought it would be earlier."

Wu Ze glanced around in a panic, making sure that no one was around and slapped Duo Ling hard: "Don't talk nonsense! The emperor didn't bring me home for that kind of thing, but for a better interview..."

In fact, Wu Ze himself didn't believe this reason, but why did he bring him home?

Not because I like him anyway.

Feeling stuffy in his heart, he didn't forget to ask Duo Ling before going out of the bathroom: "Don't talk nonsense!"

Duo Ling smirked: "I'm afraid other people discovered it earlier than me."

Thinking of the director's and editor's sister's reactions, Wu Ze suddenly understood, and ran back to his seat in embarrassment and indignation.

Wu Ze's complexion was not quite right at night, even though the emperor noticed it, he didn't point it out.

Today I couldn't resist re-reading all the interviews of Wu Ze, but I had to work overtime to finish the work.

Wu Ze in the video is very cute and hardworking, but he is still more seductive in front of him, even though he is worried.

No, it looks best when it's underneath you.

Thoughts drifted back to that night unconsciously, and I couldn't help feeling irritable.

But just looking at that hairy head will give you a lot of peace of mind.

Pure white heart, really amazing...

Wu Ze sensed the emperor's gaze on him from time to time, and thinking of his experience during the day, he thought that the emperor was also looking at the red mark, so he blocked his neck intentionally or unintentionally.As soon as I finished dinner, I flew back to the guest room to hide.

The emperor was staring at the white spot on his chest in a daze, when he saw Wu Ze running away, he couldn't help calling him.

"Uze."

Uze paused, this seemed to be the first time the emperor called his name.

He slowly turned around: "Emperor?"

……

"You can sleep in the master bedroom from now on."

"Ah?" He was stunned for a moment, "Well, good." After thinking about it for a while, he felt the joy welling up in his heart.

Sleeping in the master bedroom?Did he sleep with the emperor?

I'm so happy, even if I know the emperor doesn't like me, I'm so happy to be closer to him...

However, the emperor's heart was broken at this time.

There was nothing wrong with him, but he stopped Wu Ze by a mysterious accident. Wu Ze must have been inexplicably panicked when he uttered such a powerful sentence when he was looking for trouble.

Seeing the indifference on his face, he obviously wanted to refuse, and he had to agree because of his own identity.

I don't know why, but when I met Wu Ze's eyes, my brain short-circuited. Fortunately, he still lived for more than 5000 years and is still in charge of the demons of the entire underworld...

Although in the end it was all because of the power of the pure heart that was tempting him, it was not his problem.

But even though Wu Ze was reluctant, he still agreed, and if he agreed, he was not allowed to go back on his word, and he had a little expectation in his heart.

Lying on the edge of Uze, the impatience in my heart that would float up when I don't see him is also smoothed out, but I still feel a little restless.

There is a pleasant light fragrance on Wu Ze's body, which seems to be the fragrance of milk.

His skin was as white as milk, and the scent went well with him.

So thirsty, sore throat...

want uze...

Wu Ze was taken aback by the emperor who suddenly rolled over and pressed on him, he didn't dare to move, and he didn't dare to make a sound.

The emperor's deep black eyes were bottomless, and there was something burning inside.

"Can you?" he asked hoarsely.

Wu Ze was attracted by those bright black eyes, and couldn't move his eyes away.

No one can refuse the magnetic voice tainted by desire and allure.

"kindness……"

If all you want is the body, then I'll hide my heart...

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