Shen Wu was intoxicated, but he also remained sober to a certain extent.
She took in the expressions of fear and trepidation on the faces of those people, monsters, insects, and ghosts, yet they couldn't help but reveal their fascination and admiration.
Especially those servants she had just taken in, each with shy eyes and complex expressions of worry, joy, fear and anticipation, it was really hard to understand...
She looked at Bhagavan, and for some reason, she suddenly wanted to see what expression would look like if those expressions were on his face.
It would be fun, she thought.
But unfortunately, she held her cheek with one hand and stared at him blankly for a long time, but her expression did not change at all. He just drank faster and faster, and the hand holding the wine glass became tighter and tighter.
“Hehehe…”
She suddenly lowered her eyes and chuckled, and her smile grew wider and wider, becoming more and more cheerful.
She slowly stood up and announced:
"I thank you all for coming today. I am very pleased with the gifts you have brought me. As a token of my gratitude, I have also prepared a thank-you gift for you all. I hope that the demon tribe can live in peace with you today and help each other in friendship."
A row of beautiful and graceful plant monsters walked slowly over, each holding an exquisite treasure box in their hands, which they handed to those people.
Some of them smiled as soon as they opened it, and stood up to toast Shen Wuyou; some of them trembled their wrists, turned pale, and almost dropped the contents of the box; some of them wiped the sweat from their foreheads guiltily, and did not even dare to look at it, and directly asked the servants behind them to put it away.
"It's customary to reciprocate. What do you all think of this thank-you gift from the king?"
Shen Wuyou asked with an innocent smile.
Of course, those people didn't dare to say much, and answered fluently one by one.
"In that case, please move to the Walking Palace for a while. After I and your husbands and servants have been married, I will personally escort you back."
After she finished speaking, she drank one last glass of wine and strode away. Ling Xiao and Bai Wei would take full responsibility for the rest.
However, Bhagavan was an exception. He did not go directly to the harem, but was pulled by Shen Wuyu back to her own palace.
The demon was tall, and Shen Wuyou's bedroom was not big enough for him.
So after she pulled him onto the bed, she pushed him down, then straddled her legs and sat on his waist, tilting her drunken face, looking at him with blurry eyes and said:
"Does your Excellency really want to be the king's wife?"
He didn't have to think about this problem at all, but he was unhappy that she married so many people at once!
So he turned his head away coldly, sulking, and didn't even look at her.
Seeing this, she didn't know if she was drunk and confused, but she really didn't notice his abnormality. She puffed out her cheeks, pouted her mouth, and murmured softly:
"You still don't want to, I should understand... Sorry, I'm leaving now..."
Hearing this, Bhagavan turned his head instantly, raised his hand and restrained her slender waist, staring at her with his dark eyes, and said coldly:
"Leave? Where to? To find those beautiful women?"
Shen Wuyou was startled by his action, then blinked blankly, tilted her head, and said doubtfully: "No..."
"Where are you going?"
"Where am I going? I don't know..." She shook her head dazedly, then suddenly fell on him. Seeing his darkening face, she boldly reached out her hand and traced his eyebrows and eyes bit by bit...
She said in the most innocent, confused and pure voice:
"Otherwise, I'll go into your heart... okay?"
When these words came out, Bhagavan was stunned immediately, as if he had not heard clearly, and asked again in a daze: "What did you say just now?"
"I say - can I - look - into your heart!"
She looked like a drunk child, her eyes were confused and blurred, watery and seemed to hold back a tear.
She lay on top of him and called out in the most sweet and tender voice, which made Bhagavan laugh:
"Well, okay..."
He didn't say: You are already here.
After all, he has lived more than three times his life, and there are some things he cannot say.
The Shen Wuyou on his body had lost his voice. He called out to her, but there was no response. He looked up and saw a woman with rosy cheeks sleeping soundly in his arms, defenseless.
“Heh~”
He couldn't help but smiled, his voice was low and mellow, making people feel itchy.
At least, that's what Shen Wuyou thought.
However, she had to hold back because she was playfully pretending to be asleep to see what Bhagavan would do next.
She thought that although they were not officially married, he was already her husband. So at this time, it should be okay to do the things that a couple should do.
But, compared to her wild fantasies, Bhagavan is much more gentlemanly.
He held Shen Wuyou tightly in one hand, and smoothed out the wrinkled bed sheet with the other hand. Then he lifted the quilt and slowly put her down with amazing arm strength.
Then he turned his back, took off his coat, turned off the light, and then climbed onto the bed gently. He slept obediently beside her, blocking the edge of the bed and helping her roll off.
Shen Wuyou felt the restraint of being wrapped tightly in the quilt, and also felt the unsteady breathing of the person next to him.
But that was all he did. For the rest, he didn't move at all.
Shen Wuyou felt warm in her heart and thought that such a man was really good.
She turned over, raised her hands, and hugged his arms. Her furry head pressed against his arm, and she felt his body suddenly stiffen. She was maliciously interested and wanted to tease this well-behaved old antique.
So, her restless little hands gradually reached outward, and she even clumsily "accidentally" untied the straps of his clothes, then pulled down his collar and leaned her head over.
"Stop it."
He spoke helplessly, his chest shaking slightly, and then he held her restless little hand with one hand to prevent her from making trouble again.
At this point, he didn't believe that a truly drunk man would be able to rip his belt.
Shen Wuyou saw that he could no longer hide it, so he simply tilted his head back and asked in confusion:
"Why didn't you touch me, sir? Carrot Head said I was almost well again."
She doesn't understand.
During college, she often saw complaints on the school's social media accounts, with some declaring they wouldn't be in a relationship unless they did it. Others asked for help, asking how to respond to boyfriends who said they'd break up if they didn't do it.
She remembered that many people responded, saying that no man could resist and that if he didn't want to, he could just get out!
It's really infuriating...
She thought at the time that if all men were so lewd, it would be better not to have a boyfriend.
So she remained single until her death.
So when she met Bhagavan, a true gentleman who clearly reacted to her but was able to hold it back, she was curious.
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