Chapter 674 Accidentally Played with a Monster
Xu Shi was satisfied with His Majesty the Demon Lord’s obedience, and the Mengsheng Yanluo hovering around his waist finally moved away.
Aluo felt a little relieved, thinking that the matter was over. He tried hard to calm down and was about to ask Bailian about the Burning Heart Fruit.
But who would have thought that he would speak first: "The wine just now was produced in Xianling City."
A'rao narrowed his eyes slightly, thinking he was going to ask how she got it through The fairy wine obtained by various means.
Sure enough, did it still make him suspicious?
A'luo's mind was spinning, and he was about to speak, but he heard Balian ask in a calm tone: "Is there still wine?"
He was not suspicious of the origin of the fairy wine. interested?
Aluo couldn't help but be slightly startled, wondering if he was addicted to alcohol?
No matter this, he has always had a limited capacity for drinking and will get drunk if he drinks too much.
When he was drunk, he became less aggressive. First, he cut off his claws and smoothed his fur, and then let her take the initiative to do business.
"Of course there is. There are two jars of wine on the bedside of your bed. If you like it, I...I can ask the internal officials to send a few more."
Bailian did not As he spoke, he reached out with his arms and took out the two jars of wine that were deep in the soft fragrant pillow.
With the sound of "peeling", the sealing altar was pulled open. The price of this rare and precious fairy wine can be worth as much as a medium-sized city in any country.
Aluo had just left half the jar wasted, but Balian didn't feel any distress at all and just used the precious wine as water.
A line of cool wine overflowed and slid down the perfectly curved neck, and all the red marks on the pale skin were blurred and washed away.
The cold wine fell all the way down his chest, falling on A-Rao like a clear spring splashing jade.
The scar on the back was hit by the cold wine, and the burning pain suddenly felt cold and stinging.
Aluo let out a soft cry, sweating on his forehead from the pain, and couldn't help shrinking, humming: "It's so cold..."
Bailian ignored her. Complaint, eyes cold: "Bear it."
Although his calm voice contained a command, his attitude towards her was not harsh.
Aluo felt an indescribable and dangerous change in Bailian. He no longer looked like the innocent young man who had never seen the world of mortals last night, but more like his master back then.
But not entirely.
The light from the lamp divided his face into half-light and half-dark.
Crow Ling’s dark eyebrows and facial features seem to belong to the extremely well-behaved and gentle type.
Even though A'luo knew in his heart that this was most likely a deceptive illusion, he still couldn't help but stare at it.
She stared blankly as he carefully wiped away the traces on his body, and the cold white skin fell out bit by bit.
Wrapped in a snow-white animal blanket, she looked like a demon in the skin of a god. This skin and temperament were enough to make her lose her true nature again and again!
Soon, her name was no longer seen on him.
But Aluo knew that there was still a mark like a mark that he could not wash away with wine. He had her marks on his body and he would never be able to get rid of her in this life.
Thinking of this, A'rao couldn't help but feel a strange restlessness in his body, and his body couldn't help but sway slightly.
Bailian's movements of wiping her body paused slightly, his eyes were calm, he stretched out his hand to hold her slender waist: "Did I ask you to move?"
Curtain Gently fluttering, cutting into pieces the scenery in the room.
Aluo snorted softly, rested his chin on the soft pillow, and said, "What's the air about you?"
Bailian's eyes turned cold, and he reached out to grab a handful of her green silk hair. Gathering it between his palms and fingers, he gently pulled a handful of her hair, forcing her to lean back and raise her head.
The movements couldn't be described as rough, but they couldn't be called gentle either. Aluo didn't feel the pain of tearing her hair, but she could clearly feel the wild energy in him.
For such a gentle and polite person, she was forced to behave like this as she pleased, unruly and wild. A-Rao actually admired her a little.
A fresh jar of wine was pressed against her lips, and his particularly cold voice came from behind: "Drink it."
The forcing tone made Aluo a little unhappy. , but when he thought that this was the first time he had personally fed her wine, all the unhappiness in his mind immediately disappeared.
Bailian's current state is extremely wrong, but His Majesty the Demon Lord, who is so lustful and unconscious, gradually ignores this because of his initiative.
She opened her mouth obediently and drank the fairy wine he poured into her mouth.
Bailian poured the wine in a leisurely manner. He poured half a jar of wine into her stomach without spilling a drop, and then stopped what he was doing.
Arao's hair relaxed and he fell back on the pillow.
She was half-supporting her body, her charming red face was slightly tipsy, her long eyes were full of sparkling light, and she was full of spring. She curled her tongue and licked the wine on her lips, saying: "You want to get me drunk, half a bottle. There’s not enough wine.”
Bailian shook the wine bottle and said, “You can only drink half of it.”
A'luo frowned slightly, and suddenly realized that Bai Lian's behavior at this moment was very similar to the bastard thing she had just done to him.
Where is the initiative to drink and flirt.
He is clearly fighting tooth for tooth, eye for eye!
Arao's confused mind turned slowly and slowly.
After drinking, what did she do?
Oh, by the way, she used Mengsheng Yanluo to burn two marks on him.
Aluo subconsciously looked at Meng Sheng Yanluo who was thrown aside, with an expression of fear.
Bailian, who noticed her gaze, sneered and said: "Your name is engraved on it. Even if I want to retaliate against you, I will naturally not use this thing?"
< br>Aluo asked innocently: "Then what are you going to use?"
Bailian smiled, very coldly: "It's not what you want anyway?"
A'luo's face was on fire. She always felt that he was taunting her just now. She kicked him angrily: "What do you want?"
Bailian didn't say anything and pushed her forward. Pushing, the next moment, the sharp fangs slowly extended out of the gap between the lips, his eyes were sharp and his pupils were red.
Aluo suddenly felt something bad, and wondered whether he wanted to give her the gift of blood and assimilate her into a corpse demon?
This idea is too ridiculous. Now that she has inherited the royal lineage, in terms of the nobleness of her bloodline, she can be on an equal footing with the descendants of generals, ministers and kings. Between the two, there is no one who can suppress the other.
In the midst of doubt, Arao felt the back of her neck tighten, and a hand pressed her head hard into the soft pillow.
The other hand of the person behind her passed through her slender waist, and when she lifted it suddenly, a sharp piercing pain came from the skin of her waist.
A sour, numb and itchy stinging sensation instantly occupied A-Rao's entire nerves.
She couldn't help but straighten her legs, and she was stunned.
Is her... waist being chewed by someone? !
Pain pain pain pain pain pain pain pain pain pain pain pain pain pain pain pain pain pain pain pain pain pain pain pain pain pain pain pain pain pain pain pain pain pain pain pain pain pain pain pain pain pain pain pain pain pain pain pain pain pain pain pain pain pain! ! ! ! !
I don’t know what kind of life-eating thing is wrapped in those fangs. The punctured wound is extremely cold at one moment and extremely hot at the other. It tortures people’s hearts like needles and fire!
"It hurts! It hurts so much! Let me go!" Arao's legs fell backwards and kicked wildly. The pain was excruciating, and she cried out in vain.
The painful process did not last long before Balian let go of her body and looked at the two bright red teeth marks on her body with a gloomy look.
This is the first time in his life that he has injected his own corpse poison.
It was not the gift of blood that A-rao thought, but letting his own breath fall deeply into the other person's body.
Simply leaving an indelible mark.
From the two tooth marks, a crimson flower from the other side grew slowly and meanderingly. Reflected in the skin as white as snow, a different kind of beauty is charming and moving.
Aluo was so nervous that she almost turned over with all her strength. She looked at Balian with wet tears and cried loudly: "What are you doing? You can bite my waist? That kind of place... that Planting a place...how can you..."
Bailian raised his eyes casually, with a trace of wet blood on his lips: "So you also know that some places are not allowed to be touched. ?”
His expression suddenly became fierce: "Then you are still stamping words on me?!"
Arao lowered his eyes and saw that the bright red handwriting on his body was particularly eye-catching and clear.
At that time, she was also angered by his words and lost her mind. She also regretted doing such a rebellious thing.
It’s just that the matter has been settled. Now that he regrets and admits his mistake, it may be difficult to quell his anger.
Bailian glared at her: "Don't do to others what you don't want others to do to you! Didn't your husband tell you this?"
A'luo was so frightened by his fierce look that she almost cried. She trembled all over and said in a choked voice: "I...my husband died early, and I was born stupid. I can't remember what Mr. Daquan said." , you...don’t be cruel to me.”
I gave in quickly now. , what have you been doing! !
Bailian's eyes were cold: "You still owe me something, and you have to pay it back as soon as possible."
He lightly picked up the animal blanket that had fallen off his shoulders, with cold eyes, and ordered: "Lie down. . ”
Arao didn’t dare to lie down, she covered her waist with her hands and shook her head desperately.
Bai Lian bared his teeth and looked fierce.
Good guy, there is still blood on the fangs.
It took Aluo a while to gather his courage, and he lay down obediently, leaning his head on the soft pillow and whimpering like a little animal.
I was so crazy and ruthless before, but now I am so cowardly.
Once you are caught, you will lose all your backbone.
This demon king is very capable.
Bailian picked up one of her calves and dragged her back to the den like a wild wolf dragging its prey.
Aluo really realized that he had gone too far just now. He was timid and afraid of pain. Now he had no power to fight back and could only rub the back of his hand to please him.
Bailian slapped her on the butt and said coldly: "Be honest."
Aluo looked back at him with red eyes: "Does this make you feel better? ”
Bailian didn't accept this trick: "It's useless to seduce me."
Aluo tried to achieve the purpose of being intimate with him by being a pity and was ruthlessly exposed.
Bailian poured the wine into his palm, condensed it into an ice cube, and tipped it in his hand.
Aluo's heart almost broke into pieces when she saw his cruel look. She looked at the ice edge in his hand and asked uneasily: "What are you going to do?"
Bai Lian used the ice edge to sharpen his teeth and grind the tip of the ice pick to be thinner and sharper: "Carve a seal."
As he spoke, the sharp tip pressed against the other side of her waist. With a slight exertion, blood oozed out.
A-Rao immediately turned pale: "No!"
Bailian raised his eyebrows: "Please me."
A-Rao hurriedly surrendered and begged for mercy without any backbone: "Please..."
Bailian raised his eyebrows higher: "Who are you begging for?"
A'rao tried his best to be coquettish and coquettish: "A'rao, please, Sir Si Chen?"
Bailian's expression remained unmoved.
The Demon Lord's dignity was completely lost. She turned her eyes and spoke in a soft and shameless voice: "Please, Master Si Chen~Master Baili~Brother Xiao An~"
With that sound, brother Xiao An called out charmingly and charmingly, causing Baili An to stop the movement of his hands.
Aluo had a wicked smile on his face.
Balian lowered his eyebrows, glanced coldly at Mengsheng Yanluo beside him, pursed his lips and said nothing.
After Aluo gave him some colors, he wanted to open a dyeing workshop, and kept asking him to change them with "Brother Xiao An".
Bailian said with a straight face: "Don't do this."
Arao suddenly became anxious: "I've already begged for mercy, why are you still refusing to let me go?"
Bailian glanced at her with a nonchalant look, and said harder with his hands: "Did I say that if you beg for mercy, I will definitely let you go?"
A'luo was speechless for a moment, and just when she was about to talk to him, Bai Lian started to write.
Although he did not let her go, in the end, the voice of brother still played a certain role.
Aluo didn't feel much pain. The sharp ice tip was like a needle, numb and numb, and the ice fell coolly on her waist.
She knew that what he wanted to engrave was the word '安'.
The wine in Xianling City is particularly strong, and Bai Lian's technique is gentle. At first, Arao didn't feel much pain, but as the ice melted, the wine seeped into the wound, and the sour and refreshing taste could be imagined. And know.
Abruptly, Arao screamed, like a fish on the verge of death out of water, and reacted violently.
Her fingers tightened on the bed quilt, and she choked, looking at Balian pitifully, with a resentful look in her eyes: "It's very uncomfortable..."
This time, Balian didn't Besides, let her endure it.
He slowly raised a hand to support his chin, with drunken chaos deep in his eyes.
His eyes were deep and slightly cool, and he repeated her words in a leisurely tone: "Do you feel uncomfortable?"
With a touch of sarcasm.
Aluo looked at him and seemed to feel that he was possessed by some evil spirit.
Chunliang's docile appearance is no different from the past, but deep down, his aura seems to have undergone a huge change.
Looking at Ah Rao's dumbfounded look, he chuckled, and his long, cold fingertips came to her wound and rubbed circles.
Aluo shrank immediately, and his voice suddenly changed the tone: "Well, it feels uncomfortable."
Bailian pretended to be stunned: "You can't touch it."
A flush of red appeared at the end of Arao's eyes, her black hair was rubbed into the snow-white pillow, and there were still a few strands of sweat-stained snow. On the shoulders,.
Her body was trembling, and her eyes were soft: "Stop making trouble..."
Bailian glanced down, but it was enough to make a "宀" look.
He said quietly: "Forget it."
A'luo just breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. Bailian melted the ice wine on his fingertips with a calm expression and said: "The ice has melted. Let's take revenge in another way?"
Demon Lord A'luo: "?? ?”
(End of this chapter)