so what about the cursed king

No, is this the time to lament this?

Before Liangmian Su Nuo touched her clothes, Ling Xiaolu Aoi finally realized her current situation.

The heat that plucked the heartstrings came from all the limbs and rushed into the chest cavity, making the earlobe covered under the blond hair a little red.

lust.

The formation of souls made Ayanokouji feel a bit at a loss.

She blushed, and it was difficult for a moment to distinguish whether such emotions came from herself or the two-faced Su Nuo.

"no!"

The slightly sunken waist was covered with palms, almost the moment before the body trembled, the rationality in the brain overcame the emotions, and Aoi Aoi subconsciously screamed.

The movements of the two-faced Su Nuo really stopped.

He didn't seem to be unhappy, his voice was lazy and full of interest, like Toyotomi Hideyoshi teasing a bird in a cage[1].

"Why not?" he asked.

Also, is there any other reason?

For the first time in Ayanokouji Aoi's life, she was thinking so hard.

"It's the one that women come to once a month." She said, her pink fingertips moved, and the golden spiritual power drew several arcs in the air, trying to give the two-faced Su Nuo popular science and physiological knowledge.

Two-faced Su Nuo patiently listened to her finish.

He wasn't interested in it, he just found it funny how she reacted when she spoke.

She's always making efforts in boring places that don't change the facts.

It was the same when protecting the maid a thousand years ago, and it was the same when blocking the shrinking boy a thousand years later.

He looked arrogant and fearless, thinking that it would be okay even if he died, but when he saw him, he became sobbing again.

[You are so slow. 】

As she spoke, the circles of her eyes were red, the blood and tears on her face merged together, and she called out his name tremblingly.

The blond-haired girl turned her back to Mingyue, she completely lost the demeanor of pointing a sword at him and asking what last words she had that day, and the ending sound was so soft that the wind could blow it away.

"You're lying to me." Two-faced Su Nuo said, holding her wrist.

The fragile skin on the back of the neck was pierced by the canine teeth, and the smell of blood seeped out.

"I'll give you another chance." The two-faced Su Nuo stretched out his tongue and licked it, and smiled leisurely.

Aoi Ayanokouji was speechless.

She wanted to cover her face, but her wrist was firmly restrained by the two-faced Nuo, and she was not allowed to move an inch.

The delicate lips closed and opened again, a hazy mist appeared in those water-colored eyes, and the trembling eyelashes cast a small piece of light-colored shadow under the eyelids.

"Will be seen."

She didn't say she didn't want to, but her voice was soft.

When the girl bent her legs and wanted to get up, her smooth thighs were exposed, and the slippery skirt was covered with soft shadows.

His god is shy.

And such strange emotions were accurately conveyed to Liangmian Su Nuo.

Two-faced Su Nuo can't understand, but he doesn't hate it.

"You're very nervous." His arm passed through the girl's slender waist, causing her to tremble, but he was still in a joking mood, "Isn't it impossible to scare you by saying anything?"

"I really hold grudges." Aoi Ayanokoulu muttered, and began to reflect on her previous behavior of cooing, "It's different to watch others do it and do it yourself."

Two-faced Su Nuo laughed happily.

"They can't see," he explained in a rare good mood.

The birth domain of the two-faced Su Nuo, in layman's terms, is his spiritual world, and naturally everything is under his control.

Two-faced Su Nuo deliberately let the knotweed Youren know their relationship.

Ling Xiaolu Aoi suddenly came to her senses. She stared and said "you" several times in a row. After holding back for a long time, she finally uttered dryly, "You're so funny!"

When the girl said this, her voice was angry, and her voice could not help but raise a few degrees, but paired with moist eyes, not only did she not have the slightest deterrent power, but she was also a little delicate.

"Have you finished?" Two-faced Su Nuo asked, stroking her throat with his fingers.

"No." Ling Xiaolu Aoi replied, the annoyance between her brows dissipated a bit, and she said, "I want to be on top."

Two-faced Su Nuo stared at her, and suddenly sneered.

"Okay."

He replied lazily, let go of the hand that was pressing her, but before she could move, he held her leg and hugged her.

"Don't cry, my god."

The harsh voice bit his ears, and the figures on the water under his feet overlapped together, and the places where the skin touched were tightly bonded.

In the spring of the Edo period, that pure white flower came in again next to the verandah.

A raindrop fell from the clear sky, it landed on the incomplete petals, rolling, rolling, silently blending into the goose-yellow flower stamens, no trace of its presence could be found.

She held such a fragile thing in front of the world's disasters, looked at her on both sides, and lightly tapped her nails on it.

"Don't call me that."

Aoi Lingkoulu couldn't hold back in the end, her voice was tinged with tears, she pressed his shoulder and wanted to back up, but before she could even take a step, she was pulled back by her ankle.

The four hands of Su Nuo on both sides are really foul.

"Aren't you very happy?" Two-faced Su Nuo said, squeezing her body between her legs.

Before the bondage of the soul, all emotions have no way to escape.

Two-faced Su Nuo has no plans to act with her.He hooked her last lie, unhurriedly uncovered it, straightened her body again, and pulled her to sink together with a low smile.

"Didn't you dare just now?"

"Say it again, imprison me or something."

The girl let go of her eyes covering her eyes. She choked and didn't speak, but opened her mouth and bit Su Nuo's shoulder fiercely.

The mysterious black stripes were stained with sinuous red, and Ayanokōji let go of his lips just after taking a bite.

"It's hard to drink." She frowned and commented, her lips were stained with bright colors.

Two-faced Su Nuo obviously had no intention of using the reversal technique to cure himself. He looked down at her and stopped for a while.

The soft blond hair at the back of his head was suddenly entangled with slender fingers, and under the irresistible force, the person in his arms raised his head unprepared.

"Not bad."

The dark red blood was drawn in by the tip of the tongue, leaving shallow water stains, and the voice of the two-faced Su Nuo was full of joyful satisfaction.

"Open your mouth." Two-faced Su Nuo said.

A stone fell and fell into the water with a splash.

Ripples sway, the sound of water is long and mysterious.

Crying and whimpering, before everything fell apart, the smooth back pulled an arc in the air.

There is no day and night in the realm of birth.

All traces of the existence of everything in the world are erased here. For the two-faced Su Nuo, there is no need for useless things to exist.

He plucked the flower from the branch, crushed it viciously, and healed again and again.

Only the breath mingles like a soft morning mist.

His gods lived for him and died for him.

Wherever you come from, there will be where you will go.

Different routes lead to the same goal——

This is fate.