I heard that people who come in have made a fortune [entertainment circle]

Obviously, there is no supply station.

Su Luochen was also not interested in eternal life.

It is said that gods can grant wishes.

Su Luochen immediately asked: "Tonight's lottery draw, I buy a number now, can God guarantee that I will win the first prize?"

The man choked: "What God gives is for you to do good deeds in exchange, otherwise, if you realize your wish, you will pay a heavy price."

Su Luochen feels that this god is not powerful at all, isn't this an exchange of equal value?

Where are they nobler than their demons?

Moreover, the devil will act according to the agreement after signing the agreement, and the gods will bring troubles to people when they get sacrifices that they don't like.

He didn't intend to become the brother of this male number N, that man was still very persistent. Before leaving, he left the thin booklet for Su Luochen to read it when he had time.

The Internet has memory, but the memory is very short. As long as there is something new, the people will quickly forget what happened. No one mentions it in a few days, and after a year or two, no one knows.

Jin Jing didn't intend to let Su Luochen's enthusiasm pass away. She was helping Su Luochen talk about a criminal investigation drama, which needed a positive image.

She publicized Su Luochen's video of saving people in various ways, and the main line: You will only shrink behind the keyboard and call the person who saved people a jerk. Don't brag about how hard you work. Labor Medal.

I don't care if it's one-sided praise or not, as long as there is a hot topic.

With Jin Jing's continuous efforts, Su Luochen's magic power returned to the lowest value when he was the devil king for the first time.

He told Jin Jing the good news through the video, and happily opened a can of Coke to celebrate on the spot.

"Drink, drink, drink! Do you know that drinking too much cola can lead to osteoporosis!" Jin Jing knew he was happy, but didn't stop him.

"I can take calcium tablets!" Su Luochen proudly held up a large bottle of complex calcium tablets that he had just bought.

I remember that the protagonist in the TV series would choose to take a bath in order to express relaxation and a good mood.

Su Luochen decided to follow suit.

Sure enough, soaking in hot water really relaxes people, and they relax and fall asleep.

Su Luochen's body slowly slid into the bathtub and lay on the bottom of the water.

The black magic automatically switched Su Luochen's breathing method, and he slept very soundly in the water.

If it weren't for someone pressing his chest hard, he could sleep until tomorrow.

"Xiaochen, what's wrong with you, wake up!"

Su Luochen opened his eyes and found himself lying on the ground. Yan Mingsheng, who was wearing a coat, was kneeling beside him, doing CPR and mouth-to-mouth artificial respiration.

"Huh?" He looked at Yan Mingsheng in confusion, "Why are you here?"

Seeing that he woke up, Yan Mingsheng breathed a sigh of relief. Gu had no choice but to wear a washable coat, and hugged Su Luochen who was covered in water, "You scared me to death."

When there were a lot of people insulting Su Luochen on the Internet, he was very worried about Su Luochen's mental state. He knew that many people became depressed under such circumstances.

Yan Mingsheng didn't even finish the work at hand, so he ran to the film and television city, trying to comfort Su Luochen and see how he was doing.

Calls are not answered, and no one answers the door.

In desperation, he crawled over from the window of the next room, but he didn't see Su Luochen, only the big bottle of medicine on the table.

Preconceived thinking it was sleeping pills, he was so scared that he punched and smashed the glass window.

Rushed into the bathroom again, and found that Su Luochen's eyes were closed tightly, his whole body naked, lying under the water without moving.

Being raped by the Internet, sleeping pills, underwater...

Yan Mingsheng was scared out of his wits, and desperately tried to give Su Luochen first aid.

These were what he learned together with Su Luochen when he was filming the rescue video.

Su Luochen was caught off guard and pressed tightly in his arms, even having difficulty breathing, he felt that his ribs were about to be crushed.

He tried his best to reach out and patted Yan Mingsheng's back: "Don't be afraid, I'm fine. ... Cough, if you strangle me further, something will happen."

Only then did Yan Mingsheng let go of his hand, and caressed his face: "Okay, why did you faint? What is the medicine on the table?"

"I fell asleep, and there are calcium tablets on the table." Su Luochen scratched his wet hair, fell asleep while taking a bath, and was mistaken for suicide by drowning, quite embarrassed.

Yan Mingsheng carried Su Luochen out of the bathroom and put him on the bed.

A gust of cold wind blew in through the broken window, Yan Mingsheng planned to find something to block the hole.

From the corner of Su Luochen's eyes, he saw blood on the back of Yan Mingsheng's hand, and he grabbed that hand, not letting Yan Mingsheng leave: "To be reasonable, do you look down on me, how could I be drowned as a majestic demon king. Fragile humans."

Yan Mingsheng smiled helplessly: "Who doesn't understand the truth? Whenever you get into trouble, I will forget the truth."

"I don't have a good memory, what a troublesome little princess." Su Luochen held the back of Yan Mingsheng's injured hand with one hand, and kissed it, just like the etiquette he remembered of a brave man kissing a princess.

"This...is not very etiquette." Yan Mingsheng laughed. When Su Luochen kissed him, he stuck out his tongue and licked the wound.

The magic makes minor scrapes heal quickly.

Su Luochen pointed to the shards of glass that fell on the ground. They flew into the air, then softened automatically, and refused with the broken window glass.

Like nothing happened.

Yan Mingsheng watched Su Luochen's series of operations, sat by the bed and didn't speak for a while, and then laughed at himself after a while: "I really underestimated you."

He was even worried that the devil, who feeds on negative emotions, would commit suicide due to depression due to cyberbullying.

Yan Mingsheng felt that he was really unnecessary, and Su Luochen was still laughing at him in his heart.

"I should go, there are still a lot of documents I haven't read." Yan Mingsheng stood up, but his clothes were pulled.

Su Luochen grabbed the hem of his clothes and looked at him with big eyes: "Didn't you come to comfort me? Are you going to leave before comforting me?"

Yan Mingsheng was stunned for a moment, this was indeed his original plan, but judging by Su Luochen's current appearance, he didn't look like someone who needed to be comforted.

"Do you really need comfort?" Yan Mingsheng reached out to rub Su Luochen's head.

At this moment, Su Luochen had withdrawn his mimicry, and the sharp horns on his head protruded again.

Yan Mingsheng has always been curious about the feel of those two horns, and he forgot to touch them before, so it's not too late to add them now.

Su Luochen, who was suddenly caught by the corner, couldn't help but let out an exclamation.

His horns are not as hard as ox horns and goat horns, they look like they are wrapped in a layer of flannelette, soft and slippery, and just the right size to hold in your hand.

Yan Mingsheng couldn't help holding the two horns with both hands, stroking them back and forth.

"Ah...let it go...don't touch it..." Su Luochen suddenly opened Yan Mingsheng's hand, then quickly moved to the other side of the bed, covering the sharp corners of his head with both hands.

"What's wrong? Does it hurt?" Yan Mingsheng was worried that he had hit too hard just now.

"This is the proof of the noble lineage of the Demon King, and no one can touch it." Su Luochen snorted.

There is one more thing he didn't say, the horn of the demon king will trigger the urge to imprint the magic seal on the object in front of him, and he can't suppress it.

Just now he was touched by Yan Mingsheng and reacted, if this continues, I don't know what will happen.

"Can the queen be touched?" Yan Mingsheng asked intentionally.

Su Luochen raised her head: "Of course, the Demon Queen is the official wife of the Demon King. Enjoy...hey..."

Yan Mingsheng reached out and grabbed Su Luochen's ankle, dragged him in front of him, and pressed his hands on Su Luochen who was still struggling: "You kissed the back of my hand just now, don't you still admit me?"

"That doesn't count." Su Luochen just suddenly thought of the delicate princess and wanted to tease Yan Mingsheng.

Yan Mingsheng's eyes were lonely, the corners of his mouth were down, and he felt that he was going to cry in the next second: "You don't admit it after kissing."

Su Luochen hurriedly explained: "Only those who have been formally marked by the magic seal are the queen. The one just now really doesn't count. If you have other people you like, you can still be with them, there is no limit."

Yan Mingsheng hugged his knees with his hands and rested his chin on his knees: "You are playing with my feelings."

"It's not that I don't have it, don't talk nonsense." Demons play with human emotions, and there must be equivalents in exchange.

Su Luochen, the demon king, intensively read the laws of demons, and never did anything illegal.

Yan Mingsheng didn't speak or move, just sat on the side.

Su Luochen became anxious, poking Yan Mingsheng's face for a while, and hugging his shoulder for a while, Yan Mingsheng was unmoved.

A kiss on the face was useless, Su Luochen felt that the matter was serious, and he had never seen Yan Mingsheng not respond to his kisses.

Really sad?

Eh, did it go too far?

He ran over so kindly, it's not good to hit him for nothing...

Su Luochen made a difficult decision: "Then, I can only touch it."

He lowered his head and showed Yan Mingsheng the light on the top of his head.

Once started, it's hard to end.

It is absolutely impossible to just touch it, Yan Mingsheng used his body to firmly suppress Su Luochen, not only the corners of the top of his head were touched, but nowhere was spared.

"He was just pretending." This was Su Luochen's last thought.

A strong wave of heat surged up, almost completely devouring Su Luochen's reason. The medium used by demons to exchange contracts was blood. Su Luochen had a very strong desire for Yan Mingsheng's jugular artery.

The last bit of rationality like a candle in the wind reminded him: Yan Mingsheng will die if he bites down.

In order to prevent himself from accidentally killing Yan Mingsheng, Su Luochen used black magic on himself to drain all his power.

Next, sanity is completely swallowed up.

His fangs bit Yan Mingsheng's neck, earlobe, and wrist countless times, but they were all soft and weak, leaving only a little tooth mark, which could not even break the skin.

Yan Mingsheng just took it for fun, let him bite, and returned a passionate kiss.

When Yan Mingsheng left and the black magic was automatically dispelled, Su Luochen, who had a sore back and back, stood in front of the mirror, gritted his teeth and looked at the hickey marks all over his body. From his neck to his calves, there was nothing missing on his delicate skin. place.

Yan Mingsheng received a voice from Su Luochen:

"Damn Yan Mingsheng, next time! If you dare to touch my horn again, I will bite you hard!"

Yan Mingsheng replied with a smile: "What you say is what you say."