flower and big devil

Lucifer didn't know what happened to the black-haired young man who went out alone last night.

In fact, when he watched Luo Xiu being lifted out of the high city wall by the meat ball with wings, for a moment, he wanted to follow directly-but this was only a momentary impulse, very He quickly gave up this idea, stood quietly on the high tower and watched the black-haired young man's back completely disappear in the increasingly violent snowstorm, then he turned and returned to his room.

After going to bed, he closed his eyes and squinted for a while as if to perfunctory himself. When the sky was still hazy, the man woke up—I heard that

"Early to bed and early to rise" is a problem only for the elderly. The greatest king of the demon world, who has successfully completed half of it, sat on the bed and spent 3 minutes thinking about the serious question "Am I getting old?" After giving himself an absolutely negative answer, he stood up and took half an hour to wash carefully. Half an hour later, he was wearing a gorgeous dress that belonged to a young man, and he stood upright at the gate of the palace and waited for a while. Before he had time to get impatient, he managed to pick up a pet that ran away from home last night.

When Lucifer watched his pet that ran away from home in the middle of the night appear in front of him, his mood was mixed with depression, joy and contradiction.

Looking at the black-haired young man in front of him—the cloak that was wrapped around his body when he left was now sticking to his body wetly, his already pale face was now even paler like a ghost, and his hair seemed to be wet from the melting snow. They were frozen by the wind and turned into wisps, which were still slightly moist and stuck to his forehead.

Wet.

Literally.

When he raised his head and looked at the man standing at the door looking at him, the latter was not surprised to find that his usual pair of dark eyes had lost their spirit—although what he loves most on weekdays is the pair of unruly eyes. Tamer's abnormally twitching eyes flashed with black moves to resist the light at any time, but at this moment, Lucifer felt very guilty to find that these eyes seemed to have been severely bullied...It's not bad to look at once in a while.

With a certain satisfaction, he dragged the black-haired young man back to the room, back to the bedroom, and into the bathroom.

Then in the bathroom, the two of them took bathing and warming up purely as their initial motivation, and because they couldn't help themselves and a series of additional factors, there was a... er, no, a few shots.

After eating and drinking, the monarch of the demon world, who was satisfied both physically and mentally, took the black-haired young man back to the bed with his own hands, put him away gently, and covered him with a quilt skillfully, while listening to the black-haired young man patiently. The young man complained of body aches and pains, listened to him babbling about the fact that his clean chin had grown a new stubble, and heard him request that the lamb chops at noon needed lambs that were eight months old and barely a day old, from the beginning to the end No tantrums, no impatience.

He snapped his fingers lightly and asked someone to bring a cup of warm water and put it on the bedside. The man put the cup of warm water and a fairly sharp razor on the bedside, and said in a low voice: "I will do what you want." Do it, and until then, please stay here."

After finishing everything, he left the bedroom.

Last night, he didn't know what happened to the chief berserker of the Demon Legion, and he didn't want to care anymore. Now he seemed to appear in front of him calmly, and he was still in the mood to ask for this or that, that is Very good, because of this, no matter what the other party asks for in this matter, he can satisfy it.