Read the mind and find that Lao Gong is a sand sculpture succubus

At dinner time, Bai Shengzhi shyly came to Jiang Yushuang's lounge to grab a couple of mouthfuls of food.

"It's not an exaggeration, really." In front of Fa Xiao, Bai Shengzhi ate so much that he didn't want the burden of a handsome guy, "I've never eaten meatballs with such delicate texture."

"What kind of fairy chef can make meatballs with this...bean paste texture. It's amazing." After finishing his portion, he still pursed his lips and kept thinking about it.

"Get off work immediately after eating," Jiang Yushuang said.

Bai Shengzhi put away his tool for rubbing food: "I know... I've always been No.1 at get off work. I really think everyone is like you, iron man?"

After dinner, Jiang Yushuang briefly sorted out the project materials that Shideng, Xie Jiahe and Run were planning to cooperate with. When she looked up again, the hour hand of the wall clock on the wall had already pointed to eight.

In the past, Jiang Yushuang used to drive to get off work by himself, even if there was a traffic jam, he still enjoyed this rare time alone.

But today the car was sent to Xiang Chen for maintenance, and Jiang Yushuang didn't want the driver to work overtime at this point, so she packed up her things and took the subway home once in a while.

The evening rush hour in City S lasted for a long time, and the subway was still crowded after eight o'clock. Jiang Yushuang was leaning against the most open place between the two cars wearing a mask, and she was still bumped into by people from time to time. Down.

From time to time, there were rustling whispers around her, and Jiang Yushuang was unexpectedly unable to block these voices even with headphones on.

Various advertisements were playing on the small screen of the subway, and suddenly a somewhat familiar figure caught Jiang Yushuang's attention.

It also caused many people who looked down at their phones to look up.

On the screen, the dark golden snake is painted with bright red letters, crawling among the deep and dense bushes of black lilies, and the background is as gorgeous and complicated as the treasure house of a medieval tyrant...

But it is not as eye-catching as the person in the middle.

The robe woven with black gold envelops him, like a seductive hand protruding from the abyss, trying to pull that person off the throne, falling into never-ending fear and disaster.

However, He on the throne slowly raised his eyes, which is more addictive than any greedy temptation.

There was a half-second color shift in the picture, and the strong hormonal shock and sense of restlessness almost overflowed the screen.

The Demon King raised his hand suddenly, his knuckles brushed across the black lily bush, and the flower stems broke where he passed, and he bowed his knees to welcome him passing by at will with his withered life.

"...None of them are my little roses."

His voice was dull, and there was a sense of disappointment after a long wait.

[The Demon King - Xie Qianye]

The picture gradually darkened, and Jiang Yushuang broke away from the scene, only to realize that she had forgotten to breathe.

There was an inexplicable pain in his chest, probably the result of holding his breath.

This was the first time he saw Xie Qianye acting.Jiang Yushuang didn't have the time or interest to watch Xie Qianye's most popular movie in his previous life, which was hailed as the pioneer of the genre.

I have to say that Xie Qianye was probably born to be an actor, his face is matched with such a strong sense of acting... I'm afraid it's not God chasing after him to feed him, saying that God opened his mouth and poured rice into it. Not too much.

Jiang Yushuang exhaled a long breath, and suddenly found that the subway carriage was filled with whispers, only the sound of the speeding wind and the collision of the train tracks was left at this moment.

The subway gradually decelerated, and the unsuspecting people froze.

Jiang Yushuang was bumped back and forth twice by people nearby.

[……sky. ]

He heard the girl beside him talking to herself.

[I want to see the uncut version... save the kids. ]

Jiang Yushuang: ...?

And... the uncut version?

Even though he didn't know anything about movies, he could tell that this short film was probably a trailer for a movie starring Xie Qianye.

...How could there be a plot to be deleted?

Although Xie Qianye is still a very promising rookie in the entertainment industry, he is still the young master of the Xie family.

How could it be reduced to filming such deleted things? !

Jiang Yushuang only knew that Xie Qianye's development was extremely fast in her previous life, could it be that she relied on this kind of... edge-cutting film?

He always thought that Xie Qianye was more or less favored in Xie's family, otherwise he wouldn't have protected him so well.

So it turned out that it was all just a superficial faux pas...

But it does make sense when you think about it, how could the younger generation that the family really loves send to marry him, the adopted son of the Jiang family.

Looking at the stinky face that Xie Qianye usually put on himself, he knew that he was tied to him, and he was [-]% forced to help him.

Jiang Yushuang lowered her eyes.

For the divorce, the sooner the better.

At Jiang Yushuang's house, the kitchen, which had just rested at five o'clock in the afternoon, rang again.

Xie Qianye carefully cleaned the ingredients one by one, with a gleam of light on his fingertips - while cooling the ingredients with running water, he maintained an extremely fine cleaning spell.

As soon as the filming work in city B was over, he entered the dressing room and teleported back home, leaving his agent to find a scientific and reasonable reason for the brand to explain why his artists slipped away from work so quickly.

Of course, Xie Qianye didn't care about this - he only cared about whether his wife's supper porridge could be cooked perfectly tonight.

He looked up at the clock - 08:30, four or ten minutes before Jiang Yushuang returned home from get off work.

Although it was the first day he lived in this room, Xie Qianye had already figured out his wife's schedule in advance.

"What the hell are you doing here for morning and evening sleep?" The manager was shocked at the time, "Are you a pervert!"

Xie Qianye said calmly, "But Shuangshuang is my destined wife."

The manager's face twisted and said: "I've only known you for a day!!"

Xie Qianye glanced at him lightly: "I'm a demon king... But it doesn't matter that I'm still a succubus."

The manager froze for a moment, opened his mouth, and all kinds of thoughts converged into one sentence: "...fuck."

Xie Qianye was in a good mood.

Human beings have limits, who can escape this living succubus?

Not to mention the predestined wife Shuangshuang who is soul-bound to him.

Thinking of Jiang Yushuang, the corners of Xie Qianye's mouth turned up slightly, feeling that if it wasn't for the restraint of the belt, something would pop out.

—he meant his own tail.

Xie Qianye slid all the finely processed ingredients into the pot with the knife, and a faint blue flame from the deepest part of the demon world sprang out from his fingertips. With a touch of his hand, he surrounded and wrapped the stone pot.

He poked his head over, glanced down from above, and was satisfied to find that all the fire he blew was in the shape of a heart.

The next thing is to keep an eye on the heat, and wait...

Suddenly there was the sound of the door being unlocked at the entrance.

Xie Qianye's pupils shrank suddenly.

Before he had time to think about it, he raised his hand and slashed down in the strong wind in the open space of the kitchen. A deep purple crack with an ominous atmosphere appeared out of thin air.

Xie Qianye, however, went in and grabbed it as if he didn't feel anything.

"Where did the evil demon come from to disturb...the demon, the demon king at night!!"

The crack closed, and within two seconds of the whole process, there was an extra demon sitting on the kitchen floor.

He was still wearing his daytime chef's uniform, but his hat was askew, and his tail was pressed under his buttocks, with only the tip of a thirty-centimeter purple cylindrical tail exposed.

Jiang Yushuang changed her shoes and accidentally saw the lit kitchen. She guessed that the very powerful chef was cooking supper, so she went to push the door open.

The scene in front of him made the strings in his brain tense instantly.

The man in the chef's hat curled up on the ground in a panic, and the hat was about to fall off.

And what he was looking at in horror was Xie Qianye in front of him.

To be more precise, it was Xie Qianye who held a knife in his hand and looked fierce.

...Like a crime scene of a murderer on impulse.

Xie Qianye turned to look at him, as if stunned for a moment.

While he was in a daze for a moment, Jiang Yushuang stepped forward and clasped Xie Qianye's wrist tightly, controlling his hand holding the knife, and asked in a cold voice.

"What are you doing!"

Xie Qianye tightened his hand holding the knife.

Because he was cooking, he wore transparent gloves, and the thin plastic couldn't block the temperature of Jiang Yushuang's palm, which was obviously just a normal person's body temperature, but the back of Xie Qianye's hand felt almost burnt.

The heartbeat was so fast that a human could not reach it, and the muscles hidden under the thin fabric suddenly tightened, resisting the subconscious's attack.

In the next second, Xie Qianye shook off Jiang Yushuang's hand.

— clang.

The knife was thrown on the cooking table, Xie Qianye turned around and entered his room without looking back.

He is almost on the run.

Jiang Yushuang followed her gaze, but was turned away by the loud slamming action of the door.

Just now, he seemed to have heard Xie Qianye whisper something.

[So hot……]

Jiang Yushuang suddenly couldn't maintain her cold expression, and a trace of doubt appeared in her eyes.

In the second bedroom separated by a wall, Xie Qianye leaned against the door panel, his eyes closed and his teeth clenched, as if he was enduring some inhuman pain.

His thoughts were confused, but he didn't dare to think of even a piece of Jiang Yushuang's clothes.

Xie Qianye raised his hand to cover his mouth and nose, for fear of leaking too hot breath.

In the end, he just randomly pulled out a memory from his mind, and started to broadcast it like a mantra.

……

That was before he was going to cross the plane from the demon world to the human world.

The doctor of the Mozu and his friend said earnestly: "I can help you temporarily cut off your soul connection with Shuang, so that you will feel better."

"Don't think about it." Xie Qianye snorted coldly.

The doctor was surprised: "But you are carrying his soul mark, so you will be in heat with just one kiss... Oh, if you have big mood swings, you may have an accident if you say a word or touch a small hand~"

Xie Qianye nodded forbearance: "I can bear it."

"It's not...you bear it?" The doctor rolled his eyes, "I don't understand, you old men, even if you play rape|extortion in this life, so what?"

Xie Qianye couldn't bear it anymore: "None of your business!"

The doctor was driven away by him, and Xie Qianye, who was sitting on the Demon King's throne, showed a look of embarrassment and gnashed his teeth.

Damn it, there won't be a succubus who's been around for 200 years, right?No way no way!

Oh it's him, it's all right.

...Fuck!

Xie Qianye got up from the door panel - he was afraid that if this went on, the tail in front of him would set the wooden door on fire.

He tore apart the space and staggered back to the outside of his palace in the devil world.

"Hey!" The doctor who was fertilizing the potion grass raised his eyebrows when he saw him, "Can you bear it?"

Xie Qianye closed his eyes and stated his condition: "...Scared."

The doctor looked strange for a moment, and soon showed a stunned expression, tsk tut.

"It's so exciting... was discovered in the wild? It's a wild game!"

Xie Qianye was stunned for a moment, the doctor seemed to open a door if he didn't close the door.

The thick and hot fantasies that are intentionally blocked by reason are like backlash.

The color in the crimson-black pupils is changing, and it seems that there are parts of the head and tailbone that do not belong to the human body.

"Give me what's in your mind!" Xie Qianye closed his eyes, as if he was reminiscing, and seemed to be enduring his untimely desire | "Shuangshuang... took my hand."

The doctor raised his eyes slowly when he heard the words, with a mentally handicapped expression: "...it's just a handshake, why do you react so strongly?"

He thought for a moment, and asked seriously: "Pure|emotional attacks are popular in the human world now?"