After wearing it back, I became the demon king

"Di Ling?" Chi Juanshu tapped lightly on the table with his fingers, and there was a photo in front of him. In the photo, the young man Lang Yan was unique, like no other in the world.

"He should be someone from the Supervision Bureau. Li Jing saw him with Lin Jingyuan from the Supervision Bureau before." The agent said.

Seeing that he was just a young child who was able to kill Li Jing, if it wasn't a coincidence, then this Di Ling was indeed interesting.

Chi Wangshu paused with his fingertips, he seemed to have seen this face before, and threw the photo to the secretary, "Go and check."

"Why don't you wake up?" Di Ling stroked the soft hair of the small light bulb, feeling faintly worried.

The little light bulb curled up on his lap, breathing steadily. Di Ling checked it, and found that its body was fine, and the energy it swallowed had been digested by it.

Di Ling's jade-like fingertips lightly tapped the tip of the small light bulb's nose, "Little slob."

"Ding dong—" the doorbell rang suddenly.

Di Ling put the light bulb on the sofa, got up and went to open the door. There was a tall and strong man standing outside the door. He looked about 40 years old. He was dressed in a suit and his muscles were bulging. He was a handsome uncle.

He was sure he didn't know this person, and... Di Ling's nose fluttered, the other person should be a demon.

When the man saw Di Ling, his brows were lowered, showing a fierce look. Di Ling was wary and considered whether to strike first. Suddenly, the man threw himself on the ground, "My lord! I finally found you!"

The loud voice caused the opposite family to quietly open the door to peek at the situation. Di Ling was extremely embarrassed.

"Get up first, come in and talk."

The man suddenly raised his head, his originally resolute and handsome face was now distorted, with tears streaming down his face, and his mouth was full of murmurs, "Can this subordinate really enter your residence?"

The monster tribe likes to divide their territory, and they will not easily allow other monsters to enter their territory. If they forcefully break into it, it will be a complete provocation. They just met, and Wang invited him into the house, which shows that Wang thinks highly of him!

Di Ling raised his eyes to look at the opposite door, and the middle-aged woman at the opposite door trembled with fright, and immediately closed the door.

"Leave if you don't come in." Di Ling said coldly.

"Hey, it's an honor to enter the king's house, thank you for the gift." The man took out a handkerchief and wiped his tears, then continued to blow his nose, and finally stuffed it into his pocket.

Di Ling frowned.

After closing the door, Di Ling asked, "Did Bai Zhenzhen tell you?"

"My subordinates have worked so hard to find you. Bai Zhenzhen, that cunning little snake, wants to monopolize the favor of the king. This kind of guy with ulterior motives should be roasted and eaten." The man was very angry when he mentioned Bai Zhenzhen.

Di Ling rubbed the center of his brows, "Speak humanly."

He deeply suspected that these monsters were feudal remnants.

"What's your name?" Di Ling threw him a bottle of mineral water.

The man excitedly clasped it with both hands, "Subordinate..."

As soon as he opened his mouth, Di Ling threw a knife at him, and the man quickly changed his words: "My name is Xiong Duojin, don't worry, Wang, I will definitely offer this bottle of water you gave me and pass it on from generation to generation."

Di Ling: "..." As expected, all the demons Bai Zhenzhen knew had the same virtues.

The name Xiong Duojin was a bit familiar, and a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, he turned his head, "Are you the richest man?"

Xiong Duo's resolute face was flushed, "It's not a big deal, please know."

This may be the most Versailles speech that Di Ling has heard so far.

"You bought my painting?"

"Yes, how can your paintings be left outside? Those ordinary people are not worthy of admiring your masterpieces." Xiong Duojin's remarks sounded poisonous enough to Di Ling.

Di Ling sighed and said, "First, don't call me king, I'm just an ordinary person. Second, don't meddle in my life. Third, don't come to me in the future. I don't intend to meddle in your affairs."

"Let's go after drinking water."

A bucket of cold water was poured over his head, and Xiong Duojin was stunned. Why didn't Bai Zhenzhen tell him that Wang rejected it? !Xiong Duojin even suspected that Bai Zhenzhen did it on purpose. She must have suffered from Wang's place, so she deliberately didn't tell him and let him try it too.

Xiong Duojin's enthusiasm didn't go away. He was different from Bai Zhenzhen. Bai Zhenzhen had only met the previous demon king, and he had worked under the previous demon king. It was just that his demon power was not as strong as it is now, and he was an insignificant person. But the demon king has never underestimated him, and still smiles at them little demons with low demon power.

As the successor of the former Demon King, Di Ling is naturally unattainable and precious in Xiong Duojin's eyes. Even because Di Ling is only 19 years old, Xiong Duojin still has the mood of protecting his cubs.

Cubs are still young, they can wait slowly.

"My lord, I don't have any malicious intentions. The previous demon king has been kind to me. I just want to take care of you. Don't worry, I will never interfere in your affairs unless you ask me." He circled around and said: "This place is really cramped, why don't you move to my side, I have already ordered someone to build the palace for you as soon as possible, but even if you travel day and night, it will take some time, and you will be wronged." a period of time."

"Palace?" Di Ling suspected that there was something wrong with his ears.

Xiong Duojin smiled brightly, "Yes, you are our noble king, how can you not have a palace?"

Di Ling's mind went blank for a second. Is this the happiness of rich people?He couldn't imagine it at all.

"No, it's fine here." Di Ling refused.

Xiong Duojin smiled and said, "It doesn't matter. If you don't like the palace, you can change it to something else. How about a Su-style garden? Or a European-style manor?"

Di Ling suddenly had doubts about the size of the land that Xiong Duojin wanted to build a palace for him.

"None of them are needed."

The smile on Xiong Duojin's face collapsed, Wang's life was too poor, and looking at this house smaller than his toilet, he felt so distressed that he wanted to cry again.

Suddenly, out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of a black, furry mass on the sofa.

"My lord, could this be your cub?!" Xiong Duojin was shocked. Their monster clan is very casual in this respect, but in order to better integrate into human society, the transformed monsters have practiced monogamy. system.

Wang has already had cubs at the age of 19. He really deserves to be a king, he is amazing!

Inexplicably, Di Ling felt that Xiong Duojin's words had a deep meaning. Before he could open his mouth, he heard Xiong Duojin say, "My family also has two cubs, who haven't transformed yet."

When Xiong Duojin mentioned his little boy, his eyes softened suddenly, and he took out his mobile phone to show Di Ling the photos.

Then Di Ling saw two glutinous rice dumplings, wearing diapers and holding a feeding bottle, sucking them into it.

"Are you a panda?" Di Ling really didn't see it, he thought Xiong Duojin's original form was a brown bear or a black bear.

Xiong Duojin touched the back of his head shyly, "Yes, I dare not take my cubs out for fear of being reported for stealing national treasures."

"We can only wait until they are a little older and able to transform before taking them out."

To be honest, Di Ling looked at the two soft and sticky panda cubs in the photo, his hands were a little itchy, and he wanted to move them.

Xiong Duojin was also the richest man after all. He immediately noticed the subtle changes in Di Ling. He was no longer repelling people thousands of miles away as before. His eyes suddenly lit up, and he found the video of his own cub.

"Look, Wang, this is them playing on the swing."

Two panda cubs were sitting on the swing, and the warm sun shone on their snow-white hair, dyeing it a layer of gold. Suddenly, one of them fell from the swing, and the latter was a little dazed when he saw this, and paused. He took the initiative to fall down, and the two glutinous rice dumplings rolled into a ball.

"The one with the bigger head is the older brother. His nickname is Datou, his older name is Xiong Jinbao, and his younger brother is rounder. His nickname is Gun Gun, and his older name is Xiong Hengtong." Xiong Duojin narrowed his eyes with a smile, "Fortune and treasure, fortune and prosperity, What a good moral, my wife always praised me for being educated and knowing how to choose a name."

Di Ling glanced at him sideways, the richest man seemed to be quite a money fanatic, no wonder he became the richest man.

"Hahaha, this is me basking with them in the sun." Xiong Duojin dug out a video.

A huge adult panda is lying on the lawn, with two cubs lying on their backs, with their feet facing the sky, their small paws stretched loosely, exposing their belly, basking comfortably in the sun.

It is indeed a national treasure, who can resist the cute attack of the national treasure cubs.

Under Xiong Duojin's warm invitation, Di Ling agreed to go to his house to see the cub tomorrow.

"Don't worry, I will prepare delicious food for you to come to the humble house." Xiong Duojin walked to the door, and a group of black-clothed bodyguards suddenly appeared, carrying large and small bags in their hands.

"Wang, you must take care of yourself." In Xiong Duojin's eyes, Di Ling was as thin as paper, and he didn't eat well at ordinary times. It would be great if he could find Wang sooner. Wang must have suffered a lot.

The more Xiong Duojin thought about it, the more his heart ached. He took out the handkerchief where he had blown his nose and wiped his tears, and earnestly advised Di Ling to eat well. As soon as Di Ling opened his mouth to refuse these gifts, he made a painful expression, "Wang , I feel a little uncomfortable, so I will take my leave today."

A group of people left in a hurry, as if taking a slow step, Di Ling would chase after him. He turned his head to look at the bags piled up everywhere on the table and cabinet, and felt a little headache.

But to his relief, apart from some luxury clothes, there are also a lot of ingredients. It seems that Xiong Duojin likes to eat as much as he does.

He is not interested in luxury goods, but these rich and high-end ingredients have won his favor.

Di Ling scratched the sleeping little light bulb's chin, "Wake up, there's something delicious to eat."

Every time the little light bulb fell asleep, he would feel that the room was empty, and before he knew it, he had become so dependent on this little guy, just as it depended on itself.

Di Ling ate most of the ingredients, and the rest was still full of the refrigerator. He considered that he might need to change to a larger refrigerator, and buy a freezer for ice cream in the commissary, which is very suitable for summer.

He immediately placed an order online and it will be delivered tomorrow.

After washing, Di Ling lay on the bed with the light bulb in his arms. At eleven o'clock in the night, he turned off the light and gradually fell asleep listening to the slow breathing of the light bulb beside his pillow.

What he didn't know was that in the upper class, the news that the richest man Xiong Duojin bought three paintings by the same author spread like wildfire. Xiong Duojin has always been the weathervane of their investment, and their first reaction was not how good this author's paintings are. , but this author's paintings can make money, so hurry up and buy them!

As the night was getting darker, Di Ling suddenly felt a burst of warmth from his neck in his sleep. It was tender, soft and moist, like the touch of human skin.

In the blink of an eye, Di Ling stretched out his hand, clasped the opponent's neck, and pressed him hard on the bed. His eyes were piercing and sharp, like a cold sword unsheathed, killing him with one blow. Just as he was about to end the opponent, he suddenly I heard a soft and aggrieved voice: "Aww~"

Di Ling reached out to turn on the light. Ever since he was used to sleeping with a small light bulb next to him, he gradually stopped sleeping with the light on. The glare made him squint his eyes, and his vision went from blurry to clear.

What he is pinching is indeed a human neck. It is white and slender, and it will break if he exerts force. On top of it is an immature face with dazzling golden pupils. Cai, with a pair of fluffy ears exposed on short black hair, trembling slightly with Di Ling's gaze.

"Little light bulb?" Di Ling couldn't help but widen his eyes.

"Aww!" The little guy yelled aggrievedly, and stretched out his little hand to hug him.

Di Ling was a little confused, why did the little light bulb suddenly become a human?

The little guy got up by himself and hugged Di Ling's neck, and threw himself into his arms for a rub. A scent of milk penetrated Di Ling's nose. I saw a wolf tail wagging happily.

It should be that the power is not enough to transform into a small light bulb, so it looks like this.

"Don't catch a cold." Di Ling pulled the quilt over him.

No matter how many small light bulbs there are, they wrap around Di Ling like an octopus, "Aww, aww~"

Di Ling couldn't tear him off, so he had to take him with him. He took out a T-shirt from the closet and changed it for him. The T-shirt belonged to Di Ling, and it was worn on the little light bulb who was about seven or eight years old. It was very roomy. , Even the pants are saved.

"I'll take you to buy clothes tomorrow." Di Ling pressed his hand that was about to tear the clothes, and patted the back of the little light bulb, "Sleep."

"Aww!" Little Bulb had just woken up and didn't want to sleep at all. He pushed Di Ling's body with both hands, wanting to ask Di Ling to play with him.

"If you make trouble again, your pot of milk will be confiscated." Di Ling warned in a haze of consciousness.

Little Light Bulb reluctantly curled up beside him, staring straight at Di Ling with big Shui Lingling eyes, raising his hand to outline Di Ling's facial features curiously, he suddenly realized that he now has the same hands, and couldn't help lowering his head to study his own hands.

His hands are not the same as Di Ling's. Di Ling's nails are round, but his nails are sharp and could scratch the delicate skin if he is not careful. Little Light Bulb clenched his fists with lingering fear, afraid of hurting Di Ling.

"Don't make trouble, good boy." Di Ling pulled his hand down and kissed him on the top of his head habitually.

Little Light Bulb touched the top of his hair, his pupils were bright, Di Ling almost killed him just now, he thought Di Ling didn't want him anymore, this kiss immediately dispelled those doubts and sad emotions, and fell asleep obediently snuggled up to Di Ling go.

In the early morning of the next day, Di Ling was woken up by a cub who probably thought he was a wolf cub and could step on him casually.

"Aww!" The little bulb lay on Di Ling's back, hugged Di Ling's neck, and shook him vigorously.

Because he can't speak human words, he can only tell Di Ling with actions, hurry up and play with me!

"Huh—" Di Ling sighed, telling himself not to be irritable, he raised it himself.

Rubbing between his brows, he took out his phone and looked at it. It was only 07:30, and he couldn't sleep any more. He lifted the quilt and got out of bed and walked to the bathroom. Shaped way of walking.

Di Ling turned around and picked him up, and let him sit on his arm. His furry wolf tail swayed happily in the air, and his small ears quivered twice. He hugged Di Ling's head, and his face was covered with saliva.

In Di Ling's consciousness, he never considered getting married and having children, and he didn't want to bring children at a young age.

He first taught Little Light Bulb how to use the toilet, Little Light Bulb immediately squatted up like in animal form, stepped on the toilet seat with two little feet, raised his fleshy face and grinned with white teeth, begging for praise.

Di Ling didn't know whether to laugh or cry, put his hands under his armpit to hold him down, and taught him how to use it correctly.

"Wash your hands after using the toilet." Di Ling found him a small stool and asked him to step on it to wash his hands.

Both hands, one big and one small, were covered with foam of hand sanitizer, intertwined and rubbed each other.

The foam splashed and landed on the tip of the small light bulb's nose. He blew it curiously, and the broken hair on his forehead was blown up, revealing his entire fair and lovely face.

Little Light Bulb giggled happily, and leaned against Di Ling. Di Ling found a new towel and toothbrush, wiped his face, and brushed his toothbrush again.

"Have you learned it? Do it yourself next time." Di Ling bent down and tapped the tip of the little light bulb's nose.

The little bulb shook his head, hugged his waist, and seemed to say: I can't learn it, and I need you to help me next time.

Di Ling didn't know how to spoil children, so he pinched his soft cheeks, "If you don't know how to learn, you will be dirty, little sloppy, don't sleep with me."

The smile on the little bulb's face disappeared at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the ears were drooped because of the grievance, and the wolf's tail was drooping, "Woo——"

He grabbed the corner of Di Ling's clothes, and he was still wearing loose clothes, so pitiful.

This guy really knew how to deal with him. Di Ling carried him out and put him on the sofa, and stuffed him with a bottle of strawberry milk, "Drink milk here, I'll go wash up."

If you have milk, you are a mother, the little light bulb shows a mouthful of small white teeth, two short legs dangling in the air, holding the milk bottle in both hands, squinting her eyes, her ears trembling.

After washing, Di Ling went into the kitchen to clean the dishes and took them out, plugged in the power, and started eating hot pot early in the morning.

The spicy and delicious taste made people salivate. Di Ling took a big bowl of fat beef rolls for the little bulb. Forks, as for chopsticks, let's learn slowly later.

The tender and juicy beef roll made the little bulb's ears stand up instantly, and his tail wagged non-stop.

So the two of them cleaned up most of the remaining ingredients early in the morning, put the dishes and chopsticks into the dishwasher, and the doorbell rang outside.

Di Ling wiped his hands and went to open the door. The person who delivered the refrigerator and freezer came.

The moment they entered, Di Ling suddenly remembered that the light bulb was still in the living room. He had ears and a tail, so he couldn't be a normal person no matter what.

But it was too late to stop it now. The two staff members froze when they saw the small light bulb, and Di Ling thought about whether to silence it.

One of the staff members smiled and said: "Mr. Di, your child also likes to wear ears and tails. They are so realistic. After my child watched the cartoon, she also clamored for me to buy her bunny ears. Your child should be very expensive, right?"

"Well, it's a bit." Di Ling replied calmly.

Another staff member interjected: "It's expensive for a reason, but if a child is hot for 3 minutes, maybe he won't like it tomorrow."

The two of them thoughtfully installed the refrigerator and freezer for Di Ling, and then said goodbye politely.

After a while, Xiong Duojin would come to pick him up, Di Ling looked at his little boy, feeling a little worried.

"I'm going out, are you at home?"

As soon as the words fell, the little light bulb got into his arms aggrievedly, hugged his waist, and rubbed his little head back and forth, "Aww~"

Little Naiyin sounded so pitiful, as if she had been abandoned by the whole world.

"Then you promise me that if you want to be obedient outside, you must stand and walk." Di Ling discussed with him.

Little Light Bulb is not used to walking on two legs, he always needs to add two hands, but in order to stick to Di Ling, he nodded slowly.

The two discussed it, and Di Ling went out first to buy some clothes, shoes and socks for him and came back.

Di Ling had no experience raising children. When Di Yao was a child, Di Ling was not allowed to get close to him. Di Zhenwei was afraid that he would pass his bad luck on to Di Yao. Chen Minhua thought he was not worthy to play with Di Yao.

After consulting the clerk, Di Ling bought a few sets of clothes that were said to be suitable for little boys and went home.

Little Light Bulb didn't like wearing clothes very much. As soon as Di Ling put them on for him, he stretched out his hands to tear them off.

"No." Di Ling grabbed his wrist and warned.

Little Light Bulb pouted unhappily, puffed out her cheeks, her round face looked like a freshly baked meat bun.

Reluctantly put on a white accordion pleated shirt, knee-length overalls, and small leather shoes, staring at the ground with a stinky face.

Even the small ears and tail are limp.

The human figure of the little light bulb is carved in powder and jade, just like a little fairy boy. Wearing this dress, it looks like the little prince in a fairy tale.

But maybe the little prince of the orc kingdom.

Di Ling couldn't hold back, and took out his mobile phone to take several photos with a blank expression. He somewhat understood why some people always like to post their babies.

As soon as he changed his clothes, Xiong Duojin called and told him that the car had been parked downstairs.

"Let's go, I'll take you to eat delicious food." Di Ling snapped his fingers, and the ears and tail of the little light bulb disappeared immediately.

Little Light Bulb reached out to touch the top of his head insecurely, but the next second, Di Ling picked him up and put him on his arms, and he immediately didn't care about his ears and tail.

"Wang..." The moment Xiong Duojin saw Di Ling, his excited voice choked in half.

Why did Wang hold a child in his arms?This child looks to be seven or eight years old, so he must not be Wang's cub. Wang is only 19 years old, so he shouldn't be. Who is that?

Xiong Duojin also thought that if Wang liked his cubs, he could send his own cubs to Wang to accompany Wang, but now it seems hopeless.

The king can let this child sit in his arms, what else is there to do, who is the guy with ulterior motives who got there first? !

Xiong Duojin eagerly went up to him, smelled a familiar aura on the child, hesitated for a few seconds, and his mind flashed, isn't this the pup on the sofa yesterday?

Turned into a human overnight? !

"Is this your guy?" Xiong Duojin asked tentatively.

"En." Di Ling lowered his head calmly.

Xiong Duojin was dumbfounded, "You...your cub?"

"No." Di Ling didn't want to say more, walked around Xiong Duojin and got into the car.

Xiong Duojin slapped himself on the mouth to make you talk more, can you ask more about Wang's private affairs!

"Wang, these are snacks prepared for you. Do you like to drink? There is a small refrigerator next to it." Xiong Duojin warmly introduced after getting into the car.

Little Light Bulb sniffed the wine bottle curiously, his eyes lit up, "Oh!"

Di Ling put the red wine back coldly, "Kids are not allowed to drink."

Little Light Bulb angrily grabbed Di Ling's hand and bit it. He said it was a bite, but in fact it was almost like a joke, and he couldn't even leave a tooth mark, but this time he forgot that he had transformed into a human, and the sharp tiger teeth pierced Di Ling's. Fingers, a touch of bright red bloomed on the white jade, very beautiful.

"Woo—" Little Light Bulb's golden pupils were covered with mist, and his small body trembled slightly.

"It's okay, just lick it." Di Ling comforted him by rubbing his head.

The little light bulb licked the wound on Di Ling's finger guiltily, and the wound disappeared after a few seconds. Even so, he still leaned in Di Ling's arms uncomfortable, gray and lifeless. Di Ling pinched his little ears, Kissed him on the top of his hair, "I'm fine, don't be sad."

Sitting in the co-pilot, Xiong Duojin's pupils trembled. Is this still the ruthless king who treats him with no pretense? !

作者有话要说：感谢在2021-02-0821:00:02~2021-02-0921:00:02期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: 1 Lingling;

Thanks to the little angels of the irrigation nutrient solution: 6 bottles of Maohuping Mountain Drifting Notes; 3 bottles of YR; 1 bottle of bald girl who hopes not to be bald; thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!