Lord Demon, your family let you go home for dinner

Xiu stood quietly beside the bed, quietly looking at the devil sleeping on the bed.

He maintained this movement for about two hours.

The Demon King slept on a big soft bed, and the dark quilt covered him, making his complexion even fairer.The light-colored thin lips were slightly pursed, as if trying to endure some pain.

Beads of sweat emerged from the demon king's forehead, and then slowly slid down the forehead.

Xiu has experienced and seen many things that ordinary people have never seen before.

But the only thing that can interest him, and even fascinate him deeply, is his most respected Demon King.

He likes to quietly observe the expression of the Demon King—even though the other party has very few expressions, he can feel the other party's emotions from the subtleties.

Angry, happy, sad, lonely.

He likes every expression very much, and he is willing to indulge in every movement.

But the only thing he hates to see is now appearing on the face of the Demon King.

--pain.

Those who endured with all their might, those slightly furrowed brows, those uneasy trembling eyelashes, those extremely light-colored lips.

Every bit of it is showing him the pain of the master.

He has been by the Demon King's side for tens of thousands of years, how long has it been since he saw such a look?

"Well……"

A very shallow moan overflowed from the Demon King's mouth, probably because it was too painful and uncomfortable, and he couldn't restrain it no matter what.

With vulnerability and helplessness.

Xiu watched quietly, his posture was usual and elegant, his blood-colored eyes were indifferent, and he looked almost ruthlessly at the person who was struggling slightly on the bed.

Cheryl suddenly tightened his grip on the quilt, and the strength used could be seen between his white fingers. His long silver-white hair was wet with sweat, and some strands of hair stuck to the other party's delicate face due to sweat.

The Demon King frowned uneasily, his face was tilted to one side, revealing his fair neck, his thin lips were slightly parted, and the clenched moan finally leaked out.

"build……"

If this expression was mixed with joy, Xiu would be happy to hear more broken gasps and moans.

But only pain.

Hearing the other party calling his name softly, the coldness in the blood-colored pupils was suddenly broken, and the fury and killing intent hidden deep in his eyes were released.

Xiu raised his hand, closed his eyes and let his fingertips caress between his brows, and then stroked along the brows to the bridge of his nose.

The movement is elegant and natural, and it looks quite pleasing to the eye.

This is the quickest way to calm yourself down.

When Xiu opened his eyes again, the storm gathered in his eyes had disappeared without a trace—at least it seemed so on the surface.

"King, I'm here."

The voice was too soft, like the most affectionate lover coaxing his treasure in a whisper.

"Xiu...it hurts..."

Xiu sighed helplessly, supported his head with one hand, and stroked the devil's face with the other hand. He lowered his head slightly, and kept pecking at the corners of the other's lips, with a sense of comfort.

——It doesn’t hurt anymore, it doesn’t hurt anymore.

Like a magical incantation, the demon king's struggling expression gradually calmed down, and as soon as he sent his finger away, he fell into a deeper dream.

It's not that there is no pain anymore, it's just that the consciousness has been brought into a deep and chaotic dream, and it's just that I can't feel such pain.

Xiu lightly kissed Cheryl's moist eyelashes, gently hugged her, and turned to go to the warm pool behind the bedroom.

Cheryl is also a person who has experienced strong winds and waves. He has never touched any kind of poison or experienced any kind of pain.

But this time, the poison, which has always been keen, was unexpectedly unnoticed by the demon king. What's more, after being poisoned, the pain was so painful that he couldn't even maintain his usual indifference.

Who poisoned it?

Xiu's eyes were cold, with black swirls brewing in the red pupils.

Or, who has this ability to provide such a powerful poison?