Let's get right to it.
The Demon Lord stretched out his hand and embraced Chu Xinxin's slender waist, the two pressing tightly together.
"I thought that the goddess admired me and wanted to go to Wushan with me."
Her waist was slender, soft, and warm, and the faint scent of lily of the valley emanating from her body was like a hook, tantalizing and alluring.
The Demon Lord's eyes darkened, and he pushed the person onto the bed, then covered him with his body.
An unfamiliar yet powerful aura instantly enveloped Chu Xinxin.
Chu Xinxin's hands were grabbed and pressed above her head, while the Demon Lord lifted her chin with his other hand, bringing their lips very close...
Despite the beautiful scenery and perfect timing, Chu Xinxin said—
"Demon Lord, I've started my period."
...
The room was completely quiet.
The Demon Lord's face turned ashen. He finally understood what the "Auntie's Needle" meant and what it meant to "dodge it for as long as possible."
Originally, he was just trying to scare her, but when he met Chu Xinxin's somewhat gloating eyes, the Demon Lord felt a surge of anger: "Goddess, you probably don't know that my clan has a medicine that can keep a woman's body pure forever and free her from the pain of childbirth and menstruation. I will fetch it for you right away."
Now it was Chu Xinxin's turn to look unhappy.
The maid brought up a bowl of dark, murky medicine.
Even from a distance, Chu Xinxin could smell the strong, bitter aroma of medicine.
"Demon Lord, can I not drink it?"
Chu Xinxin bargained: "It'll only be a few days, let's get to know each other better first."
The Demon Lord said sarcastically, "The goddess will fall in love with me sooner or later. There's no need to cultivate her. The spring night is too short, and I'd rather enjoy myself while I can."
“There are many ways to enjoy life…” Chu Xinxin said with an ambiguous look, “Let’s try another one.”
The Demon Lord's mind flashed back to the contents of a few erotic books he had "accidentally" read, and he suddenly felt a strange tension.
"for example?"
"With your hands."
? ?
One maid broke a bowl, another maid tripped and fell, and yet another covered his ears while burying his head in the sand.
Demon Lord: ...Yes, is that what he thinks?
The maids quickly cleaned the room and left, thoughtfully closing the door behind them.
Then he crouched down and pressed his ear against the door to listen to what was happening inside.
It seems the goddess slept with the demon lord...
The goddess seemed to say something, and the Demon Lord's voice rose slightly as he said, "Take it off... all done."
Then came the sound of flesh being struck.
The maids exchanged glances, communicating with each other through their eyes.
"The Demon Lord is so powerful? Even I, who am not a man, feel pain from that force."
"The Demon Lord's voice is a little shy."
"Shh, they're talking again."
The maids pressed their ears even closer together.
The sounds inside the room became increasingly clear—
Goddess: "How is it? Does it feel good? Is your technique okay? Should I apply a little more pressure?"
The knocking sound intensified.
"Ouch—be gentle."
It was the Demon Lord's voice, and it did indeed sound somewhat shy.
Then the maids heard the goddess's soft, delicate "Okay~"
The maids all gave a thumbs up.
When it comes to playing games, the goddess knows how to play.
Tsk tsk tsk.
inside the house.
Beyond the softly colored beaded curtain, one can see the two figures on the bed.
One of them was shirtless and lying on the bed, while the other knelt beside him, pressing his slender, fair hands against his wheat-colored back.
A set of eighteen massage techniques combining pushing, grasping, pressing, kneading, and shaking, with appropriate pressure—
This is commonly known as "massage".
The Demon Lord, propped up on a pillow, said in a muffled voice, "This is what you meant by... using your hands?"
"How is it, Demon Lord? Have your muscles and bones felt much better?"
Chu Xinxin pretended not to know what the Demon Lord was talking about and continued to tap with her palms together.
"alright."
About half an hour later, after giving the Demon Lord a massage, Chu Xinxin got out of bed to wash her hands.
The Demon Lord dressed himself and leaned against the pillows, looking at Chu Xinxin.
The gaze from behind was so intense that Chu Xin couldn't ignore it even if she wanted to.
"Demon Lord, the bed is too small. I'm afraid you won't be comfortable sleeping on it. I'll sleep on the couch instead."
Chu Xinxin is lying through her teeth.
The Demon Lord lazily turned to the door and said, "Someone, bring up another bowl of medicine."
Chu Xinxin immediately climbed into bed and wrapped herself tightly in the blanket.
A hint of a smile flashed in the Demon Lord's eyes, and with a flick of his finger, the lamp went out.
Then, in a good mood, he lay down, stretched out his long arm, and was about to pull Chu Xinxin into his arms when he suddenly heard Chu Xinxin's steady breathing.
Chu Xinxin fell asleep.
Having been under a lot of stress all day, and having just given the Demon Lord a "massage," I was exhausted both physically and mentally, and fell asleep as soon as my head hit the pillow.
The Demon Lord was stunned, and the words "What a big heart!" couldn't help but come to mind.
He turned to look at Chu Xinxin.
The girl's features were exactly like those in his dreams.
He had actually seen the goddess long ago.
When he was very, very young, probably just beginning to remember things.
Every night, the goddess would enter his dreams.
Sometimes she would wear an elaborate and beautiful long dress, hold a zither, and laugh and joke with another woman.
He stood atop the high steps looking at her, and when the goddess noticed, she would turn around and smile sweetly at him.
He felt a warm glow in his heart, and a sense of "it's all worth doing for her".
Sometimes the goddesses dress in strange and unusual ways, even in a way that could be described as revealing.
The skirt was short, revealing her straight and slender thighs, and she wore a tight-fitting top, showing off her great figure.
Sexy and beautiful.
The Demon Lord was displeased with her attire, and the men next to her, whose faces were obscured, kept glancing at the goddess.
He really wanted to gouge their eyes out.
But it was just a dream.
The Demon Lord subconsciously knew that everyone seemed to dress like this, and that the Goddess's outfit was perfectly fine.
But I still couldn't help but make a few sarcastic remarks.
The goddess nonchalantly mocked him for being an old-fashioned relic, asking why he didn't wrap himself up like a mummy before coming out.
What is a mummy? After the Demon Lord woke up, he searched through ancient books but couldn't find out what it was.
The goddess would appear in his dreams every night until he came of age.
At that time, he didn't know she was a goddess, but he was very curious to know who she was.
But in his dream, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't bring himself to say those words.
It seemed like something was stopping him.
After he grew up, he was busy fighting for power and profit in the demon realm, and gradually, the goddess stopped appearing in his dreams.
The Demon Lord remembered that the last time he dreamed of the Goddess, she was dressed in her most common goddess attire, sitting on the high throne in the Demon Lord's palace, and asked him, "How long did it take you to get to this position?"
The goddess swung her long legs, her face beaming with smiles, but a hint of heartache lingered in her eyes.
The Demon Lord saw the pain in her eyes and deliberately said, "From birth until now, it hasn't stopped."
The goddess jumped down from her throne, gently hugged him, and said tenderly, "You are amazing."
That embrace was warm and soft, with a faint fragrance lingering around my nose.
The Demon Lord woke up and still remembered that fragrance...
It's exactly the same as the one on Chu Xinxin now.
The demon race only believes in the survival of the fittest and the supremacy of the strong.
The Demon Lord was able to ascend to the throne through countless battles.
He wasn't born this strong; he earned it by suffering serious injuries and near-death experiences several times.
Whenever he felt he couldn't go on, Nan Guangyu would think of her.
He hasn't met the person of his dreams yet, he hasn't sat in that position or received that embrace, he won't die so easily.
So when the news of the goddess statue and the goddess's marriage proposal reached Shanghai, he immediately set off.
Unfortunately, it was too late; Meng Ji had already taken the position next to the goddess.
But it doesn't matter, even if the two are bound by fate, he can still win her back.
After a long period of planning, we've finally managed to bring them back.
The Demon Lord... or rather, Nan Guangyu.
Thinking of this, Nan Guangyu could no longer resist and carefully pulled the person into his arms.
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