Lord Demon, your family let you go home for dinner

At the same time, I trembled inexplicably when confronted with 9527.

I got off the ice, rubbed my hands together, and walked out calmly with a paralyzed face.

It's so cold!

"It is suggested that the host should not swear." 9527's voice sounded at the right time.

The door of the secret room opened and closed again heavily.

The dark aura entrenched in the dark diffused again, floating up and down, forming a deathly silence.

No one noticed that in the depths of the ice, the person who was originally frozen moved his fingers.

"Finally, it's started."

Xiu stood in the room of his demon king, looking down at the broken mirror.

There was a perfect smile on his handsome face, he touched the wound that was injured by the devil before, it was just a shallow scar, with a faint blood color spreading.

He lightly pressed his fingers on the wound, and there was an unspeakable obsession and possessiveness brewing in his red eyes.

"Ah……"

He let out a sigh, and licked the corner of his lips temptingly, leaving a touch of color on his lips.

As I was walking towards my room, I shuddered inexplicably, tilted my head in confusion, and walked back unhurriedly.

"King!! You're here!" Zero, holding a puppet in his hand, threw himself into my arms happily, and rubbed it against me.

I stroked his chestnut short hair, soft and nice to the touch.

At this time, the doll in his hand turned his head and giggled stiffly: "Heh... Wang, Wang... hehe..."

I got goosebumps for a moment, but I still nodded slightly with a slumped face.

When I had enough rubbing, I held up the puppet in front of me, and said like asking for credit: "Wang, Amu was given to me by you. Look at how well I took care of it!"

At the same time the puppet grinned again.

More than once regretting that I created a puppet, my face froze, and I still said coldly in the eyes of others: "Good boy."

The little puppet was made in the prototype of the devil king. I originally made it because I felt that I often slept and had no one to accompany me. I was afraid that the child would be lonely.At that time, the bubbling look of Zero Happiness melted my heart.

Who knew that the puppet would become conscious again when it woke up again, frightening people to death, Ling even loved this puppet, the kind that was closer than his own son.

I said my intestines are all green, okay? !

Ling hugged the puppet to a maid behind him, grabbed my arm with his free hand, pulled the sleeve tightly, looked up at me aggrievedly and said, "King, you haven't kissed Ling yet."

I have always had no resistance to children, so I secretly suppressed my wretched heart, picked up Zero and wanted to kiss his face.

[Wretched uncle. 】

9527 complained calmly.

Nima, what is uncle, this body is only 16, okay? ! (Appearance age) Even before crossing me, he is a 23-year-old young man who is so handsome!good! !! !

[Dead metamorphosis. 】

9527 said mercilessly again.

I refrained from swearing, and kissed before Zero noticed something was wrong.

Unexpectedly, just before approaching his face, Zero suddenly turned his face away.

The two thin lips stick together like this.

Has a faint milky aroma.I thought calmly.What a wool! !

It's really abnormal now, why are you breaking online? Wait! !

Zero squinted his eyes happily, watching his own king turn his head away indifferently.

Even if he violated the rules so much, Wang's face remained unchanged, without the slightest anger or dissatisfaction, just as perfect as a high god.

so perfect...

I can't help but drag him into hell and ravage him severely.

Let the gods know the pain of those who are struggling in hell, so that they will show mercy and show more pity for these poor people.

Zero licked his lips, and before he had time to express his pleasure, he was stiffened by the sudden cold.

You don’t need to think about it to know it’s cultivation.

He thought about it, but still consciously climbed down from his king's arms, and let go of the king's clothes with some reluctance.

What happened to the sudden feeling of being raped? ?

Xiu still smiled perfectly, and said in a deep and elegant voice, but with an inexplicable hoarseness: "... Wang."

I was so frightened that I broke into a cold sweat, and with the mentality that no matter how guilty I am, I can't lose face, I raised my eyes and looked at Xiu calmly and indifferently.

But Xiu turned to look at Ling: "Ling, there are demons defecting from the Eighteen Demon Islands you manage, you should know what to do, huh?"

Zero took the puppet from the maid, Tian (ji) Zhen (degree) Wu (thirsty) Xie (blood) smiled and said: "Zero knows."

I frowned, No. 18 Magic Island is full of extremely chaotic and difficult fallen demons, the filth inside is unbearable even for the original body.

"Xiu. Zero's current ability is not enough to manage that island." I said indifferently.

[The host's tricks to death really make the system unable to look directly at it]

9527 looked at Xiu and couldn't help but complain.

Xiu looked into my eyes with a smile: "Does Wang feel distressed?"

Fuck me, you hold me so scared that my face almost collapses! !

At this time, Xiu walked over with graceful steps, twisted my long silver hair with his hand, put it on the tip of his nose and sniffed it.

The strong sense of oppression made me couldn't help but step back, but the next second I was hugged by the waist.

[Remind the host, Xiu's anger has maxed out.According to 9527's preliminary analysis, it reached its peak when the host took a step back. 】

9527 finally did something meaningful.

But I don't want to know at all, shit! !

Xiu stared closely at my lips, his smile remained unchanged, and patiently explained: "Zero has worked very hard, and he was just a little bit lucky to improve his realm. Going there is just a chance to hone him."

"The king didn't wear shoes, so Xiu took the liberty of hugging you, please don't be angry."

Me: Don't be angry, don't be angry! !Don't look at my lips, please! !Why is there a sense of crisis! !

"Sadness of straight men." 9527 explained the source of the sense of crisis lightly.