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

The strength between Jiang Yushuang's teeth suddenly loosened a little, and he tried to speak with a complicated expression.

"When you were locked up...were you looking at the gourd baby?"

"You know me so well." The demon king raised half of his mouth, and made a "checkmark" smile on Xie Qianye's beautiful face.

"Admit it, Shuangshuang, you love me."

Taking a deep look at the guy who was using his face carelessly, Jiang Yushuang suddenly relaxed, completely restored to the previous state, and put the briefcase on the cabinet casually.

The devil stood there far away, but he still raised his hand and used magic to help him open the shoe cabinet and take out his slippers.

Jiang Yushuang lowered her head to change her shoes, and chuckled silently.

Xie Qianye... Even if it is tinged with bitterness, the essence is still the kind of sugar with a strong aftertaste.

He remembered what the doctor said, that Xie Qianye was unwilling to accept a part of himself as the devil, and compared the current situation, he felt a lot more relaxed.The problem that I thought was particularly difficult suddenly seemed to have become an easier version.

He thought what would happen to the "devil king"... In the end, nothing changed at all.

"Why stand there still?" Jiang Yushuang asked while washing her hands.

It took a while to hear the voice of the Demon King.

"...you don't like it."

Jiang Yushuang: ...?

Didn't you just say "admit it, you love me" swearingly?

"Didn't you say I love you?" he asked.

The Demon King tilted his head: "I forced you to do that."

Jiang Yushuang paused for a moment, and tried her best to hold her expression, so as not to let a question mark appear above her head.

That is to say... what kind of strange things does this demon king usually see?

This is exactly the same as Xie Qianye!What is the difference between the two of you?

Seeing that he didn't speak, the Demon King thought he didn't understand, and kindly explained: "It's just... robbing, you understand?"

"..." Jiang Yushuang was silent.

I didn't understand it at first, but I accidentally clicked on a strange little advertisement when I was checking things this afternoon, and now I understand it.

Jiang Yushuang: "I know, but there is no one like you..." He was a little helpless.

Compared with the usual Xie Qianye, the devil in front of him is more like a completely indifferent guy.It seems that all his cognition of the human world comes from the sand sculpture videos and some strange literature he watched in the soul space.

How should I put it... It's a good thing he didn't see something weirder.Jiang Yushuang comforted herself.

——Thanks to Guo|Jiajing.com.

"And then?" He took a towel and slowly wiped off the water on the back of his hand, "What do you want to do?"

The Demon King didn't speak, and after a while, it sounded like a voice squeezed out from between his teeth. He couldn't believe it, and he was a little happy: "You... use my towel?!"

Jiang Yushuang paused as she wiped her hands.

The surrounding area was too dark, and his and Xie Qianye's towels were of the same style - after Xie Qianye moved in, he deliberately bought the towels according to his original style, but the color was different.Jiang Yushuang's is dark blue, and the other one of the same style...is very tender and beautiful pink.

Before getting acquainted with Xie Qianye, the two of them did not share the same bathroom, so Jiang Yushuang had never seen the "couple towel" secretly arranged by Xie Qianye. The hand towel was moved here from the master bedroom. Xie Qianye called it convenient for washing hands.

At that time, he once thought that Xie Qianye still had a little princess who liked pink in his heart.

"I'm sorry." Jiang Yushuang said in a calm voice, without any embarrassment at all.

"It's too dark to see clearly."

The devil's breath became short of breath: "You...don't think that an apology will solve the problem!"

Jiang Yushuang thought it was funny: "It's just a towel?" As for the reaction so big.

Besides, don't think he doesn't know that Xie Qianye wanted to use his towel several times.

He shook his hand, suddenly twitched the tip of his nose, followed the smell and raised the back of his hand to smell it.

There is a faint smell... of roses and wine, very fragrant, a little intoxicating, but with a bit of sweet aftertaste.

"What brand of perfume?" Jiang Yushuang asked.

The figure at the dining table hesitated for a long time before squeezing out a voice: "...the devil's trump card."

Jiang Yushuang: ...?

He remembered, his past... He refers to the past when he was still in the Demon Realm.

One time he and Xie Qianye sneaked into the former devil's palace, and smelled rose wine for the first time, and he liked it very much.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Jiang Yushuang suddenly had an outrageous guess.

"Don't tell me it's your body odor," he said. "You pickled yourself, didn't you?"

There was an eerie silence on the Demon King's side.

……

The case is solved, but a lot of money is needed for a brain that has not solved the case.

"Are you a noble concubine?" Jiang Yushuang was a little dumbfounded.

The devil turned his head away, and said in a sullen voice, "That's because the emperor likes it."

Jiang Yushuang glanced at him: "...I'm the emperor, right?"

"No." The Demon King was categorical, without hesitation when answering this sentence, "It's not good to be a Demon King...you don't want to be."

Jiang Yushuang suddenly looked at him dazedly, and it took a while to find her own voice, which was slightly hoarse.

"Then can you tell me...why do you want to be the Demon King?"

The Demon King froze for a moment, but did not speak.

"Don't you want to tell me?" Jiang Yushuang said softly, he lowered his eyes and thought about the countermeasures.

However, in the eyes of the Demon King, this image was his lover standing alone in a dark corner.He asked him questions, but he didn't get his own answer. He wanted to get closer to him, but he was pushed away by his silent refusal.

Then his lover looked back desolately, the slender eyelashes cast a heavy shadow in his cold pupils.

The devil didn't want to say it, but his chest jumped extremely fast, like a silent threat from his body.

In the end, he was still defeated by Jiang Yushuang's gaze that didn't fall on him.

How could he refuse such an expression... Even a demon king with a script of robbery and robbery couldn't do it.

"Because being a devil king is powerful." After he finished speaking, he refused to say anything else.

Jiang Yushuang twirled her fingertips hanging by her side, and suddenly walked towards the dining table.

He originally wanted to ask Xie Qianye to come and find him, but before he spoke, he suddenly changed his mind.

He likes to plunder, doesn't he... He suddenly curled his lips very lightly.

In just a few words, he probably already figured out the character of Xie Qianye, the "devil king".To sum it up, it is probably...obedient, but not fully listened, courageous, but not fully.

If the Demon King was called over, he would probably not agree - after all, he truly felt that between himself and Jiang Yushuang, Jiang Yushuang was the one who disliked him.The script in the devil's mind is probably: You and I have no destiny, it all depends on my coercion.

Sure enough, seeing Jiang Yushuang approaching gradually, the Demon King took a step back.

"...What's the matter?" He asked, his voice trying to hide the panic.

He suddenly raised his hand to hold his head, as if he wanted to press down something that was about to come out.

"Is it a horn?" Jiang Yushuang asked, her voice fluttered like the light smoke from the candlestick on the table, and it tickled the devil when it passed over the tip of her nose.

Jiang Yushuang had seen Xie Qianye's pair of succubus horns in his memories of the demon world.It is small in size, dark red, with rounded and beautiful arcs, but the pointed ends are blunt and seem harmless-it is a perfect match for the "succubus" race.

In his memory, Jiang Yushuang could feel that he wanted to touch it sometimes, but it was a pity that he hadn't recalled the scene when he really touched that corner so far.

He took two steps closer.The Demon King's back was already touching the edge of the table, and Jiang Yushuang didn't feel something was wrong until the distance between him was less than 50 centimeters.

Xie Qianye is... getting shorter?he wondered.

……No way.

Could it be that the reason why the devil thinks he doesn't like his appearance is because after becoming a devil... has he become shorter?

Jiang Yushuang secretly gestured at the height of the Demon King with her eyes.

In fact, if you want to say that you are short, you are not too short.The original Xie Qianye was about half a head taller than him, but the current Xie Qianye is about the same height as Jiang Yushuang... Actually it's not a big problem.But Jiang Yushuang felt that she had to understand the self-esteem of some succubus.

He remembered that when he was in the Demon Realm, he and Xie Qianye were still teenagers, and their heights were about the same. At that time, Xie Qianye often muttered that he would grow taller than himself in the future.

"Why?" Jiang Yushuang remembered asking herself, "Does height matter?"

Xie Qianye, who was sitting next to him, suddenly had red ears.

"It matters, it matters a lot!" He was very firm, "If I am taller than you, I can hug you."

Jiang Yushuang turned her head to look at him, wondering: "Can't you hold it now?"

Hearing his question, Xie Qianye also turned his head, and stared at him silently.

Jiang Yushuang misunderstood what he meant, paused, and said sincerely: "It's okay, I can't hold you either."

Later, Xie Qianye was about to lift himself up on the spot to "prove it", but was interrupted by the pursuers sent by the devil.

... Their lives seem to have been in such upheavals, but the amazing thing is that in all his current memories, most of them are ordinary and warm daily life. Only when the conversation is interrupted by the chasing soldiers occasionally, can he realize that, I used to live on the run.

Xie Qianye said that he is a must-have for home travel... It seems to have some truth.

Jiang Yushuang smiled silently from the bottom of her heart, and concentrated on looking at Xie Qianye who was still struggling in front of her.

The room was too quiet, or maybe it was because Xie Qianye's magic not only cut off the light from the outside world, but also excluded the sound.

Jiang Yushuang always felt that she could faintly hear Xie Qianye...or the heartbeat of the Demon King.

The heartbeat of the demons is much faster than that of humans, so they are impulsive and irritable, and the temperature of their blood is almost boiling in the eyes of humans, and their whole body seems to be telling others-"Don't fight me".

But Jiang Yushuang reached out and raised her arm to hover beside Xie Qianye's ear.Through Xie Qianye's fingers covering the top of his head, he vaguely saw the pair of dark red horns.

"Take it off." He said.The voice was still cold, but he tapped the back of Xie Qianye's hand twice with his fingertips, as if knocking on the door.It's like a reminder, and it's like flirting.

"...you don't like it." The Demon King said, his voice was low, and his reluctance was almost exactly the same as the script of robbery and robbery.

Jiang Yushuang looked up at him, without making any concessions: "If you don't let me touch it, how do you know if I like it or not?"

Robbery, right?

Obviously, it is the most authentic way for the president to do this kind of thing.

The next second, the person in front of him seemed to have suddenly grown taller, and Jiang Yushuang realized that it wasn't Xie Qianye who became shorter just now, he just didn't stand up straight.

He deliberately—

Jiang Yushuang's palm was suddenly filled with a substantial touch, and he paused in thought.

When he came back to his senses, Xie Qianye had already bent down and lowered his head again, still raising his hand to cover Jiang Yushuang's sight, but the top of his head was lightly touching his dangling palm.

Surrounded by the soft hair on the top of his head, the extremely hard and cold horns touched his skin.

And the owner of the horn looked at him like this, obviously in a gesture of showing weakness, but the dancing candle flames reflected in the golden-green pupils, clearly showing him the emotions he was temporarily restraining.

Jiang Yushuang froze, and a sentence suddenly flashed in her mind.

[One action makes a man stare at you in a daze - I am a succubus who is proficient in human nature, pay attention to me, a little trick every day. ]