Why is the heartthrob protagonist like that?

On the surface, Wen Chu looked at a calm horse, but in fact... also a calm horse in his heart.

He is even thinking about whether to perform a radio gymnastics version of the eagle take off, or to come up with a jingle.

Anyway, he is Zhou Yue now, not Wen Chuyi. Zhou Yue has lost face in the demon clan, so what's the matter with Wen Chuyi?

Seeing that His Majesty the Demon King spoke twice for the same demon tonight, all the demons immediately widened their eyes and took a closer look at this demon, wishing to pull out their hair to see what was different about this demon.

When the demon came out from the corner, the candlelight fell on his profound and distinct facial features, the beautiful and smooth black hair hung down in front of him and behind him like waves, and the center of his brow was a little blood-red, which looked somewhat similar to His Majesty's eyes. Take a breath, and sigh that this demon is so scheming!

Looking at the slender body, although there are no strong and large muscles, there are a lot of them. The muscle lines are still beautiful, and the edges of the thin waist are painted with a layer of gold by candlelight, like a cheetah resting lazily , which contains a strong explosive force.

The brown and black skin is tight and smooth, forming an extreme contrast with the pure white robe, which is eye-catching. The just right gold ornaments on the body echo those lazy golden eyes, giving off a sense of nobility.

Damn, this person is so good at collocation, and lost again!

Sitting on the high seat, the new king gradually sat up straight, staring closely at a black jade pendant on the neck of the visitor, until he walked in front of him, and did not look back for a long time.

His Majesty the Demon King did not speak, and the rest of the demons did not dare to speak, so the scene fell into an eerie silence for a while.

Wen Chuyi raised his eyelashes and looked directly at the Demon King without hesitation.

It's rare to be able to observe at a close distance, so of course we must seize this opportunity, thinking this way, he looked at the pair of blood-red eyes under the mask, and then froze suddenly, for a moment, he thought of a person.

A boy with the same red eyes, but like a rabbit monster.

Wen Chuyi quickly dismissed this idea. How could he associate it with his junior brother, even though his junior brother has a demon cultivator... Well, it seems that there is indeed a connection.

"Your name." The icy voice is like the ice that never melts in the depths of the snow mountain. It is cold and hard, and there is also a bloody smell that cannot be dissipated. It is completely different from the cold and clear voice of the younger brother.

"Back to Your Majesty, my name is Zhou Yue." Thoughts in Wen Chuyi's heart were galloping like wild horses, but on the surface he was very calm, with a decent smile on the corner of his mouth, but this smile didn't last long, because His Majesty the Demon King looked at him more and more. It's getting weirder.

How to describe it?

Wen Chuyi's body involuntarily leaned back a little, vigilant in his heart, his eyes seemed to condense into countless tough vines, restraining and tightening him little by little until he completely lost his mobility, as if to devour him.

No, he pretended to be so perfect, could it be that something is still showing his secrets?

It shouldn't be, Wen Chuyi's mind is running fast, and the only reason he can think of may be because of his slightly adjusted face, maybe it's just such a coincidence that it happens to be similar to the arch-rival of His Majesty the Demon King?

"Zhou Yue... Zhou Yue." His Majesty the Demon King's perverted attributes are worthy of Wen Chu's evaluation of him, and he whispered the name he borrowed several times, each time longer and softer than the previous one, until the end He even laughed out loud.

Although the devil is wearing a mask, but listening to the voice, subconsciously think that he must be very good-looking, and he must be abnormal.

When Wen Chuyi heard his laughter, the goosebumps that hadn't appeared for a long time stood up again in awe.

"It's just him." The demon king on the high seat stopped laughing and drank the wine cup in his hand. He knew the purpose of the three demon city lords holding this banquet. If it wasn't for this unexpected person, he wouldn't have join.

Sure, it should be withdrawn.

Besides... His blood red eyes narrowed slightly. Although the dark-skinned man in front of him had adjusted his facial features, he was still very eye-catching.

His eyes moved down slightly, and fell on the tight and powerful waist and arms. He didn't know what to think, and suddenly raised his head, scanning the demons staring at Wen Chu below one by one, and the faces hidden under the mask were full of fear.

After saying this to the city lord, he stood up and left the banquet with a flick of his sleeves. The city lord nodded in surprise, followed the figure and left, and when he turned around, he caught a glimpse of the pile of powder on the table. This... His Majesty will The wine cup was crushed into powder?

The city lord didn't know what to think of, and smiled obscenely a few times, and signaled the maid to send Zhou Yue to His Majesty as soon as possible.

Wen Chuyi originally thought that he would have to perform a show no matter what, but unexpectedly he said a name, and the demon king left the table as if he had been stimulated by something, leaving him confused.

"Please come with me." The maid of the Demon Race walked to Wen Chuyi's side and said softly.

Wen Chuyi received everyone's shocked or jealous gazes, and felt that the amount of questions he had this day was about to exceed the limit. Is there still this part of the banquet?What is this again, His Majesty the Demon King's exclusive training advice?

No, he is just a non-staff member of the atmosphere team.

"Go, go." The city lord looked at Wen Chuyi with a smile. It is said that this is the first time for His Majesty. The Primordial Demon is still there, so this demon is blessed. No matter what, he met His Majesty in the City of Three Demons. clicked a few words,

"This will not only improve your strength, but most importantly, you are the first demon to approach His Majesty, so take good care of it."

Further strength?Wen Chuyi walked out with the maid, wondering what it could be, a secret book of exercises?Treasures of heaven and earth?

……

Unlike the courtyard where Moon Bird took him to change clothes, although there were no flowers planted here, the decorative buildings were much more refined and luxurious than there, but it was a bit too quiet.

On both sides of the black stone road are jagged rocks that look like dead trees, emitting white fluorescence at night. The maid who led the way took him to the gate of the courtyard and did not come in. According to what she said, there is only one road inside. can go to the destination.

The building looked like a decent building, but when Wen Chuyi knocked on the door and entered, he was covered in misty water vapor.

The air in the room is more humid and hotter than the outside, and at the same time, there is a faint fragrance, which is hidden in the mist, like a small invisible hook.

Wen Chuyi frowned, and found that the matter was not simple, but he was a gentleman, so he would not peek at other people taking a bath, even if it was a man, so he immediately retreated.

Just as he stepped out, there was a sudden sound of water coming from inside, and at the same time a voice came from inside, perhaps because of the water vapor, the voice was not as cold as before, but rather lazily casual, "Come in."

Wen Chuyi hesitated at the door for a while, and finally stepped in. Now that he has reached this point, it would be strange to shrink back. Anyway, it is to give him something to improve his cultivation, although he doesn't quite understand why the devil chooses people Standard is it.

He walked in again, and the door was closed by an invisible force after he came in. Wen Chuyi knew that it was the devil who was taking a bath inside, "Your Majesty, I'm coming in."

The demon inside did not answer him, the further he walked in, the sound of the water became clearer, and the mist became denser. The whole room was paved with pure white jade, and there was a huge bath in the middle. Facing him.

"Do you know what you're here for?" His Majesty the Demon King's voice was softened by the mist, as if even the smell of blood had been washed away, and his long black hair was wet and scattered on his bare back, like The meandering black strips are inexplicably showing a bit of color.

Wen Chuyi didn't approach him, and kept a relatively safe distance from him. When he heard his question, he said, "I know."

Isn't it a reward for him?

"Closer." After Wen Chuyi finished speaking, the demon in the bath seemed to chuckle, but the laughter dissipated very quickly, and it had already melted into the mist as soon as he caught it.

Wen Chuyi frowned, but still listened to his words and stepped forward a few steps, but the man still turned his back to him and did not move. Suddenly, his heart was blessed, and he took a few steps closer. The closer he got, the closer his eyebrows were. Consciously frowning tighter.

Why do these waists and backs look familiar?

Just when Wen Chuyi was only an arm's length away from the Demon King, the man suddenly moved. His white and slender arms were lifted from the water and soaked in hot water. The porcelain-white skin was slightly pink at this time, and the water droplets fell from the water. Slips off smooth skin and drips back into the pool water.

His speed was very fast, and he grabbed Wen Chuyi's ankle. Wen Chuyi was dodging at first, but when he heard him whisper a word, he froze for a moment, and was dragged into the pool by his force. .

"You...!" How did you know?

Wen Chuyi stood up from the hot water. The white cloth was soaked in water. At this time, it was tightly attached to his body, outlining the outline of the muscles. Explicit, wet body temptation is nothing more than this.

But Wen Chuyi has no time to care about his clothes now, and his eyes are fixed on the devil wearing a mask opposite him. That's right, this pervert wears a mask even if he takes a bath, but it's not the one I saw before. Covering the upper half of the face, the lower half of the face was exposed, and the crimson lips were particularly conspicuous.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean anything, I'm leaving now." It stands to reason that the effect of the illusion pill has not passed, so he shouldn't be discovered, but he can't ask how he discovered it. 36 The best plan is to go, if you are exposed and still don't go, wait for a fight?

"The smell is very familiar, and," the demon king moved closer, sniffing lightly with his nose raised under the silver mask, "didn't you know that if someone also took the illusion pill, the two of them would feel slightly hot when they got close."

Hmm... He really didn't notice the slight fever. Wen Chuyi reflected on it, it should be because of the few glasses of fruit wine he drank. Although the alcohol content is not high and he won't get drunk, he still has a slight fever. After all or wine...

But he still didn't know about the fact that he would get a slight fever when he was close to taking the magic pill, maybe he dozed off and missed Xuyi's explanation?

Whatever the outcome, he's off the horse now, slipping away.

How could His Majesty the Demon King just let him go like this, and immediately blocked Wen Chuyi's way with his hands like a spirit snake, "It doesn't matter, even if you are a spy sent by Zhengdao, you have to stay by my side."

"..." Wen Chu twitched at first glance, thinking that his other identity had also been lost, but fortunately, he was relieved by what he said next.

"But it will take several years to lift the seal of Moyuan. How can you be a righteous person? Am I right?"

Although the "Is it right?" was an interrogative sentence, Wen Chuyi always felt that he heard something else from it. Now he just wants to leave quickly. Although he can get away by breaking in, the movement is too loud. If he hurts someone, Wouldn't it be embarrassing if we recognized each other when we met in the future?

Based on the information he knew about the demon king, he learned that this demon has a very weird temper, neither feminine nor masculine, so if he wants to be kicked out by him, he can start from this direction.

Recalling the rainbow farts of the demons he heard along the way, Wen Chuyi quickly organized his words and adjusted his expressions in his mind.

"Yes, yes, I just got this illusion pill by accident," Wen Chuyi said with a wry smile, his eyelashes drooping down, a little bit shy, and said:

"Because I like His Majesty the Demon King so much that I can't extricate myself, that's why I made this decision. But now I deeply realize my mistake, and I promise that I will never make a mistake again in the future."

After he uttered that shameful line, as he expected, the whole space was silent for a moment. Wen Chuyi thought for a while, then continued to increase the firepower, raised his eyes and stared at him with golden pupils, in order to make his own His eyes looked a little more idiotic, and he imagined his expression when he sucked Xiaobai.

Wen Chuyi is an animal of intuition, but this intuition sometimes works and sometimes doesn't work, so he didn't feel any negative emotions on the Demon King, and even when he was a little strangely familiar, his vigilance involuntarily relaxed a little bit.

But just such a small amount made him staggered by the naked demon opposite.

"It's okay," the demon king said these three words again, his red pupils seemed to become a little wet through the mist, and his ruddy lips glowed slightly, "I allow you to be obsessed with me."

Wen Chuyi's feet slipped when he was pulled, and he managed to hold onto the wall of the pool to stand firm. A warm body was posted in front of him. His clothes were wet with water. The body temperature and the touch of the skin are exceptionally clear.

It seemed that there was no time for Wen Chuyi to react. The moment the demon king embraced him, his red lips pressed against him. The lips touched and were incredibly soft. Wen Chuyi suddenly widened his eyes.

The gentle closeness lasted only for a while, and then, as if to vent his anger, he gnawed on Wen Chuyi's lips forcefully a few times, prying his mouth open due to the pain with his lips and tongue, and swept around violently, arrogant and unfamiliar.

"Hiss..." Wen Chuyi was sure that his mouth was bleeding from being bitten, and his mouth was filled with a fishy and sweet rusty smell, but the body attached to his body was wrapped too tightly, so he didn't pull it away, but was brought into it by him. in the water.

The clear water set off waves, rippling and undulating with the movements of the two people underwater from time to time.

A moment later, a man in white stood up from the water. Out of a last bit of benevolence, he fished up the demon who was sinking from the bottom of the water, pulled the clothes on the side and covered him, and then left in a hurry.

Wen Chuyi's mouth was swollen and numb now, and he used spiritual power to dry the water stains on his body, and left the City Lord's Mansion quietly.

He sensed the weak point of the nearest seal, and tore open a seam neatly. After he got out, he not only sealed the seam tightly, but also strengthened the entire Moyuan's seal.

The devil king is so terrifying!

The author has something to say:

Wen Chuyi is not at all handsome, covering his mouth and running away: Zhou Yue was kissed, so what does Wen Chuyi have to do with me?