His long silver hair, as clean as the moonlight, spread out and hung in front of him, glowing faintly in the light, shining with a dazzling silver halo, bringing out a slight cold and broken light. The black clothes were open, revealing his semen.
His strong abdominal muscles and sharp and handsome facial features are particularly outstanding, and his whole body exudes fatal danger...
"Hey, you..." Nangong Baiye subconsciously took a step back. Before he could finish speaking, he had already come to her side and trapped her beside the stone wall. His deep peach blossom eyes were clear in black and white: "You have already
I haven’t had a bath in many days.”
"Heh, heh, really?" Nangong Baiye curled his lips and smiled, secretly thinking that whether she could take a shower or not had something to do with him!
Beiming Liancheng looked at her, smiled suddenly, and wrapped his fingers around the gauze belt around her waist...
"Mr. Devil, I have lost my memory. It's not that I can't take care of myself. I can do things like bathing by myself." Nangong Baiye pressed his paws on the man's slender fingers and warned in a low voice.
Beiming Liancheng lazily raised his eyelids. His originally pure bass sounded a bit hoarse now, but his tone was still arrogant: "Just you? You even wash your face with just a few strokes."
What's his tone?
Do you despise her?
Nangong Baiye clenched his fists, and the small universe in his heart was burning.
What's wrong with washing your face and pulling it a few times?
Everyone washes like this, right?
He is just jealous of how fast she does things!
How can he, like him, just wash his face and still... be okay?
Nangong Baiye paused, and the brief blankness in her brain made her slightly dazed.
There should be a follow-up there. Why is there no specific picture after her conditioned reflex to say these words?
Could it be...she has really lost her memory?
"What? I just told you that you are not happy?" Beiming Liancheng leaned down and stared at her eyes while breathing. The tip of his nose could almost touch hers. His low and magnetic voice was like thick water flowing through his ears.
International.
In her memory, Nangong Baiye had never been so close to a man in such an ambiguous posture. Every cell in her body seemed to feel his breath, and then shrank slightly.
But he smiled, picked her up and put her in his arms. He leaned lazily against the stone wall and untied her clothes one by one without haste, including the upper shank, the belt, the lower skirt...
...hot fingers touched her lightly from time to time.
"Mr. Devil, are you done yet? Do you really think that I am an unconscious puppet? I am at your mercy?" Before his clothes fell off, Nangong Baiye turned his fingers and the exorcism knife came straight towards his heart.
It scratched his black robe but did not hurt his skin. I was glad that she was wearing an ancient robe, which was much more difficult to untangle than modern clothes. Otherwise, he would have taken advantage of her while she was in a daze and would have taken all of her.
The clothes were all thrown away. How did she know that she had long chestnut-black curly hair scattered like this, with the ends of her hair floating in the water, a thin coat half-wet wrapped around her body, her jade wrists slightly exposed and her wide sleeves fluttering, and her fair neck looming.
I don’t know how much the temptation would be if I didn’t wear anything.
Especially the fragile arc of his neck that was slightly exposed when he spoke made Beiming Liancheng's eyes darken.
Before Nangong Baiye could feel the danger, he heard a crash, and his black fingertips scratched her sleeve. From bottom to top, he tied her wrist with the exorcism knife and pressed it down with his backhand.
On the stone wall on the side, his eyes were piercing: "Do you want to be a puppet and let me help you bathe, or should we go to bed and see who wins?"
The tone of his speech was very slow, with a hint of hoarseness in it.
This is obviously a threat!
Especially when he emphasized the word "bed" so seriously.
It was impossible for Nangong Baiye not to hear what he meant. Her wrist was pressed so hard that she couldn't exert any strength. She could only challenge him with a chuckle: "I don't want to choose either one. I prefer that we can coexist peacefully."
"Did I say I would give you a choice?" Beiming Liancheng stretched out his hand and gently pushed the wet hair away from her face: "I just want to hear your opinion, but I am still the one who makes the decision."
What do you mean, he just wants to listen to her opinion, but he is the one who makes the decision!
Then what did he ask her for!!!
"Mr. Devil, has anyone ever said that when you pull him up, you are really weak!" Unable to move, Nangong Baiye could only use his words. The best thing is to anger him.
Beiming Liancheng curled his thin lips and ignored her question. He only looked at her with a deep look, his amber eyes becoming extremely deep...
Nangong Baiye lowered his head following his gaze, only to realize that you yourself had been almost stripped by him, leaving only the bright-colored bellyband you wore underneath.
Suddenly her hands and feet became stiff, and her face became hot. She lowered her gaze slightly because of the fever. She was so hot that she could even spread an egg on it.
But he just looked at her, as if admiring her rare shyness, then smiled, picked up water and sprinkled it on her head.
Nangong Baiye shook the water droplets from his long hair, and frowned at the indifferent devil in front of him, who was not acting according to common sense.
He was really just giving her a bath, not doing anything else at all. His chin was slightly raised, and his thick eyebrows were furrowed from time to time. It was as if he was training an ignorant pet, with a unique sense of luxury and helplessness.
When he felt that the washing was almost done, he nodded with satisfaction, and then stretched out his hand, and a piece of silk appeared in his hand.
She was wrapped up by him like a rice dumpling and sat on him, with only a thin layer of silk between them.
Nangong Baiye was naturally uncomfortable, biting her thin lips slightly, and her face was tinged with pink.
The bright-colored silk only reached her chest, revealing a large area of jade-like skin, and her chestnut-black hair hung down like a waterfall in front of her, half-covered...
He looked at her, suddenly hugged her waist hard, picked her up horizontally, and walked into the bedroom.
There was an obvious mark on the soft quilt. Nangong Baiye looked at him uneasily. His hands were on both sides of her head, suppressing her hair. His eyes were deep but did not move. Nangong Baiye gradually
I couldn't stand that kind of sight, so I tilted my head involuntarily, and he bit my neck suddenly. The numbness caused by the friction of the fangs spread to my limbs.
Nangong Baiye frowned, his hands were tied, and he could only use his feet to exert strength.
But he was cunning enough to sense her intention in advance. He pressed his slender fingers on her leg sockets, his eyes flickered, and he said in a low voice: "I just want to hold you and have a good sleep."
Perhaps the sandalwood in her breath affected her brain, and she went blank for a moment.
Beiming Liancheng hooked up his thin lips with a sinister look, took away her exorcism knife, and hugged Nangong Baiye into his arms without resistance: "I don't like to see this kind of thing when I sleep.
Right in front of you and me."
Being deceived again, damn devil! Nangong Baiye felt angry in her heart. She didn’t know why, but her alertness was so low in front of this man...
She tried hard to remind herself that she was in the demon world, not the human world, and there were dangers everywhere. She had to be on guard, especially the demon in front of her. She couldn't fathom him at all.
She should not stay so close to him, but the reality was beyond her control.
The faint fragrance on his nose had a very soothing effect. His hands patted her back again and again, gently and carelessly, and his chin rubbed her hair, as if she was about to fall asleep.
Nangong Baiye listened to the heartbeat in his ears.
Such a very slow heartbeat, with an indescribable sense of stability.
She thought that it was already like this, what should be seen was seen by him, what should be hugged was hugged by him, so she might as well have a good sleep.
Nangong Baiye was never a person who would struggle with one thing for a long time. After deciding, he yawned lazily and rubbed his smug face against his robe. He had no principles and closed his eyes.
Just plan to take a good rest.
Although the temperature is not very warm, the man's figure is not bad, but I don't know if it is easy to touch...
Nangong Baiye smiled angrily and wanted to reach out her hand to confirm. Then she remembered that she was still tied up and had to raise her eyes to look at him: "Mr. Devil, I won't run away again, but I think before going to bed
, you should loosen this thing from my hand first. How can you sleep with it tied like this?"
Originally, Nangong Baiye thought that it would take a long time for her to persuade a man like him who was difficult to deal with.
Unexpectedly, he just glanced at her wrist and untied the cloth. His slightly cool fingertips rubbed the redness on her wrist, as if to relieve her pain.
He seemed to trust her.
No matter what she said, he always had a cold and lazy look on his face. He looked very cool, but in fact he was accommodating her in everything.
Maybe she really liked him?
Nangong Baiye thought drowsily, and his eyelids began to grow heavy.
In any case, her goal has been achieved, which is to lure him to the human world.
Yes, what she ultimately wants to do is to escape from here, because everything is still uncertain...
The breathing of the person in his arms gradually became calmer. Beiming Liancheng lowered his head. His amber eyes were full of loneliness. The corners of his mouth were half-curved. It was obvious that he was smiling, but the smile never reached his eyes. He could not feel it.
The slightest bit of happiness.
Yes, he knew that the reason why she was so obedient and cooperative was just a delaying tactic.
He often saw her use this method to deal with others.
But Beiming Liancheng never thought that one day, she would use these on him...
There was a sharp tug on my chest, as if countless pains were poured into me, like needle pricks.
The breeze blew by, and countless mandala flowers swayed with it, sending in a faint fragrance. Nangong Baiye fell asleep peacefully in Beiming Liancheng's arms without knowing anything, and what she could not forget was her precious son in the world...
Bang!
The sound echoed back and forth in the quiet alleys of the capital city.
"It's quiet at night, be careful with candles."
In the thick fog, there is a faint icy coldness.
To the west of the city, the Hei family's mansion.
There are gold, silver, jewelry, ancient jade and colored glaze all around.
There is a dark peach wood carved bookshelf in the middle. The bookshelf has four corners and stands in the study room. What is different from the ordinary bookshelf is that what is placed on it is not books but various kinds of luminous pearls, large and small. They are placed in front of the bookshelf.
There was a small wooden table. Next to the small wooden table sat a little man, who kept looking up and down. The little man was wearing a brocade robe and a fur robe, with one foot on top of the other. He was holding a small heater in his arms, with a small face.
He was held up by his fur and was incredibly delicate, but his ears were pointed, a bit like cat ears. His little hands were crackling as he was doing calculations. Before he could see his appearance clearly, he heard him shouting impatiently toward the outside.
He spoke, his voice was very crisp and tender, and his tone was soft: "Didn't I tell you that I won't eat? I'm so annoyed. Don't even see me. I don't want to see anyone!"
Probably because he used too much force, when his little hand slapped on the table, the little pearl box was almost knocked over. Fortunately, the little man reacted quickly and moved forward, lying on the table with his pointed little chin.
Withstood the pearl box.
The knocking on the door is still ringing.
He carefully put the pearl box away, sighed like a little adult, kicked up his lotus legs, and jumped down from the wooden chair. His amber eyes turned into fiery red like gems at some point.
The sharp fangs are exposed, making it so itchy that you just want to chew something.
The surging breath outside only made him more and more irritable. As if to vent his anger, the little man took a tomato and took a bite, then slowly sucked in the sweet and sour juice inside. No one wanted to
reason.
"Xiao Meow, it's me."
It was also a childish voice, but the one standing outside the door sounded like he was giving orders, his tone was deep, like a young man, he was wearing a black shirt and long shoes of the same color.
, at such a young age, he has already integrated the martial arts master's style into his every move. His black eyes stared at the locked wooden door in front of him, and his thick brows twisted tightly. What on earth is going on?
?
The little man sucking tomatoes suddenly froze. He slowly raised his little hand and pinched his pointed ears. Suddenly he felt right. He stood in place and spun around like a little top.
, rushed to the chaise longue, then climbed up with a clatter, and pulled away the black fur on it with a clatter of little hands, hiding himself tightly.
He knew that the person standing outside was Hei Xiaosi, and he also knew that in less than a minute, Hei Xiaosi would kick the door open and walk in.
After coming in, he will definitely see his current appearance of being neither human nor ghost.
He didn't know why. He was fine in the morning, but at night, something in his body seemed to be resurrected, making him feel uncomfortable all over.
Then...he became different.
Nangong Xiaomiao clenched her two small fists, her big eyes were glowing red, whether it was the small skull marks on her forehead, or the pointed little ears and slightly exposed fangs.
Everything shows that he is an extremely evil little devil, a little devil who has no resemblance to a human being...