Chapter 43 Chapter 43 Why am I so fierce again?
Zhou Li listened to her nonsense and leaned against the bathtub, looking at her drowsy appearance with her eyes half closed.
"Lu Rong." He reached out and pressed her head, asking her to look at him, "Are you sober or drunk?"
Lu Rong hummed in confusion, staring at him blankly. After a few seconds, she tilted her head and approached him: "Zhou Li... I don't... I don't hate you."
"I don't hate you," she repeated, dazedly reaching out to grasp his drooping sleeve. "So...stay well in Xuanyang Sect."
As she spoke, her chin dropped lower and lower until it almost sank into the water.
Zhou Li was quick to act and reached out to grab her. She closed her eyes and muttered, "I'm a heavy drinker."
"I'm not afraid of you either, you evil snake."
Zhou Li listened to her cursing in a soft voice, with a smile on his face.
"Even when he's drunk, he's still talking nonsense." The aftereffects of the alcohol are really strong.
I was clearly sober when I was crying before, but now I am a little drunk again.
Zhou Li looked at her wet body and said, "I'll help you take off your clothes and wash them. Just nod if you're okay with it."
Lu Rong nodded: "I want to take a bath, Xue'er."
As she spoke, she reached out to untie her clothes. When Zhou Li made her cry, he had torn off her bellyband.
Even though her clothes haven't been undone yet, the wet marks reveal her plump curves.
Zhou Li's heart skipped a beat as he watched, and he looked away slightly. He had eaten so many peaches over the years that his chest had grown.
He reached out and took off all her clothes, and carefully cleaned her. Lu Rong was a rebellious person, and he splashed water when he asked her to wash herself properly.
She splashed water all over Zhou Li's face, and the bathtub, which was not very spacious, suddenly became more crowded.
Zhou Li squeezed in and held the dishonest person in his arms. Her back was pressed against his chest, and the hot water was squeezed out of space.
Lu Rong was suddenly trapped and remained quiet for a moment, but only for a moment, and soon he started moving again.
"Don't move." Zhou Li was helpless, pressing his palm against her flat abdomen, breathing heavily.
"My lower back... hurts," she said aggrievedly, reaching out to open it.
Zhou Li held her hand tightly to prevent her from hurting herself.
Sweat trickled down his neck; the water was a little too warm.
He originally wanted to press her hand on the tub, but he lost control and asked in a hoarse voice, "Does your palm still hurt?"
"No..." Lu Rong shook his head obediently, and the next moment he felt his palm was burned.
The palms that were originally clenched were completely stretched open, and even full control could not be achieved.
Zhou Li buried his face in the side of her neck: "Does your lower back still hurt like this?"
She groaned aggrievedly: "It still hurts."
Zhou Li has become a beast: "It won't hurt if you do it yourself."
Lu Rong had already let him do it. He held her wrist tightly and didn't stop even when it hurt.
"Hand..." She tried to break free, and the breathing next to her ear became heavier. "Does it hurt?"
Lu Rong nodded again with tears in her eyes.
Zhou Li felt very uncomfortable, being hung up and unable to get down, and her hands were not enough.
He picked her up with his backhand and took a deep breath, knowing that if he continued washing her, he would lose control.
Pick her up, wipe her clean and wrap her in the quilt.
"Where are your clothes? I'll change them for you." Zhou Li held her wet long hair in his palm and dried it.
Lu Rong fell asleep and ignored him, and he punched the back of his head with the quilt.
Zhou Li had no choice but to take out his new underwear and let her wear it.
But she was so small that the clothes couldn't even hold her shoulders.
Zhou Li didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He looked at her exposed shoulder, lowered his head and gently bit it: "Lu Rong, you really know how to torture people."
"Hmm." Lu Rong gently pushed his shoulder with her palm, trying to move away, but Zhou Li reached out and hugged her tightly in his arms, with his nose against her hair, not allowing her to escape from him at all.
Zhou Li discovered that the possessiveness that had been hidden in the dark could no longer be concealed, and was even eroding his sanity more violently.
He wanted her to be his only.
But he also clearly understood that a person will never belong to another person.
What's more, he is a demon.
Zhou Li circled her, as if trying to trap her in his body, but finally loosened his grip.
He just lay on one side and looked at her quietly.
He just looked at her like this last night, an aimless gaze that calmed his restless mood in recent days.
He just watched like this tonight, and he thought... there shouldn't be many opportunities like this.
Lu Rong dreamed of the scene when she was a child and was entangled by vines. The vines kept chasing her. She ran while crying, but was finally trapped by the vines.
She was dropped onto a tall tree and cried out loudly, just when she was about to despair.
The vine branches were forcibly pulled apart by two bloody hands, and she saw the face of little Zhou Li.
She didn't know whether she was scared or what, but she rushed over and hugged him tightly.
She could only remember that his whole body was stiff, like a piece of solid wood, and he even fell when he was flying down with her in his arms.
Lu Rong couldn't help laughing in her dream and woke up. Her long eyelashes moved slightly, but when she saw the unfamiliar environment, the smile on her face slowly retracted.
She looked around in confusion, propped herself up and sat up, and as soon as she stood up, she felt a headache.
She touched her head with her palm and thought about how much she drank yesterday. She didn't know how much she drank, but she must have been drunk.
"Where is this?" She was puzzled and wanted to take her jade token. She reached out her hand subconsciously to her waist and found that she touched naked skin.
She was so scared that she tore it open and took a look. Damn, she was not wearing pants!
I don't know who gave her the top that was rolled up to her chest.
She touched her chest with her palm and her heart was completely dead.
The new bellyband she had worn yesterday was gone! She pulled open her collar and saw, sure enough, there were marks from a man's fingertips.
She scratched her head, and her unclear brain still had some residual memories. She saw herself putting the belt into Zhou Li's hands and asking him to make her cry.
Lu Rong: “?” Why am I so fierce again?
It seems too depressing.
Lu Rong covered her face in pain. She still remembered that she did cry last night, and her crying looked a little pitiful.
"Ahhhh! Another night where I couldn't control myself." Lu Rong scratched his hair. It was true that drinking would bring out his nature.
She wanted to lie back down, but as her head touched the pillow, her mind flashed back to the scene of herself grabbing the pillow and crying and begging Zhou Li to be okay last night.
She jumped out of bed as if she were on fire. When she stood by the bed, she realized that the clothes she was wearing were not hers.
But it belongs to Zhou Li.
After all, this dress still carries a faint scent of Zhou Li, it is very wide and very long.
She hurriedly took out a set of clothes from her bag and changed into them, without even having time to tie her hair, hoping to escape quickly while Zhou Li was away.
But when he opened the door, he saw a strange man raising his hand to knock on the door.
The other party was surprised to see her.
Lu Rong was also confused: "Who are you?"
"I'm here to find the Emperor..."
"Lu Rong." Zhou Li's voice sounded first. Lu Rong noticed that the strange man immediately became very respectful when he saw Zhou Li.
Zhou Li gave the other person a warning look.
She pursed her lips, feeling that something was wrong with these two people.
She glanced sideways and saw Zhou Li coming over with something in his hand: "Who is this?"
Lu Rong pointed at the stranger in front of him and asked why there was someone he didn't even know next to Zhou Li.
"Someone new to me." Zhou Li saw that her loose black hair made her look even more attractive. He stood in front of Lu Fang and said to Lu Rong, "Go in."
Before Lu Rong could say anything, Zhou Li pushed her back into the house and she looked at Lu Fang.
Lu Fang saw the meaning in his master's eyes, which was that he wanted him to leave.
Lu Fang didn't expect that there would be a woman in his master's house. He felt a little rude, so he said sorry and ran away quickly.
"Hey!" Lu Rong turned around and saw that the strange stranger had disappeared. He asked Zhou Li, "Who is this person?"
Zhou Li handed the sobering soup he had bought to her: "Don't be curious."
Lu Rong looked at his cold expression and seemed to react: "Zhou Li, is he from the demon tribe?"
Zhou Li didn't answer, but just said, "Have breakfast after drinking the hangover soup."
"Zhou Li." Lu Rong pushed them all away. "You can't associate with people from the demon world."
"Are you afraid that I will harm the Xuanyang Sect?"
Lu Rong looked at him worriedly: "As long as you don't say it, you are not a demon and can stay in Xuanyang Sect forever."
"Lu Rong, do you think I've been in Xuanyang Sect all the time?" he asked.
"Yes." She looked at him seriously. "I heard that the demon world is full of miasma and life is difficult. It's so good to be in the Xuanyang Sect. Don't worry, I will never reveal the fact that you are a demon."
Zhou Li looked at her innocent eyes. She was so afraid that something would happen to him.
Zhou Li's hard heart softened inexplicably: "Lu Rong, you don't know."
"Don't know what?"
"Once my estrus gets out of control, my demon body will be uncontrollable, and even..." He stared at her dangerously, "I will eat you completely."
Lu Rong shrank back in fear.
The system's voice sounded in my mind again.
[The male protagonist's danger level exceeds 80%, host, please be careful. ]
[Main quest, deadline only eleven hours left.]
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