Before they could finish speaking, they kissed again.
He even picked up the nine-tailed fox, sat on the throne, and placed the fox on his lap.
The demons couldn't bear to watch this intimate gesture, and finally, Si Jin said, catching her breath, "Step back."
They seemed to have been liberated, and each one ran faster than the last.
Naturally, some succubi were reluctant to leave, their eyes sparkling: "Wow, a clash of titans! Don't stop me, I want to watch a little longer—"
However, it didn't stand there for long before it was quickly pulled away by other demons. Don't look at what you shouldn't look at!
Seeing that everyone had left, Shao Linyuan quickly set up a barrier, blocking himself and Si Jin from being caught.
Then, without even returning to his bedchamber, he sat on the throne...
In the middle of the night, after finally returning to his bedchamber, Shao Linyuan felt both heartache and a desire for revenge when he thought of the days when Jinjin was locked up. He wanted to express his possessiveness and tell the whole world that this person was his!
At first, Si Jin wanted to take responsibility, since she had lied to him and felt somewhat guilty.
I don't know how much time passed, but my consciousness began to fade.
He was like a dying fish, unable to even utter a complete word of advice.
I feel ashamed of my mother!
Si Jin mustered her last bit of rationality to hold back from swearing: "Come on... there's plenty of time, tomorrow... um..."
He didn't even give her a chance to speak, she was so dizzy from the kiss that her fox ears drooped weakly.
Finally, the little fox became desperate and, taking advantage of the moment it was released, bit the demon hunter's shoulder as it slowly sank down.
The fox demon's canines were sharp, and Si Jin showed no mercy. Blood slowly seeped out, dripping onto the little fox's collarbone, which was covered in hickeys, in exchange for...
… …
… …
The next day, Si Jin slept all day, and only slowly opened her eyes in the evening.
His back, throat, and knees were all in severe pain, and he needed to block them out.
Only then did he finally seem to remember something and release the pitiful little Yao from the dark room.
But at this moment, the little tiger obviously did not realize that he had been released. He just wiped away his tears, lowered his head, and put paper money into the metal basin in front of him one by one.
[It's been a whole day and night, the plot is all finished, and I still haven't been released. Getting these twenty points feels incredibly unreal.]
[The master must have killed Zhu Yan and died of grief, so grief-stricken that he forgot about me. <(ToT)>]
【Your Majesty, let your youngest son also see you off, even though you don't really need it, but at least there will be a ceremony QAQ】
May you have a safe journey, waaaaaah...
"You're awake? I made some porridge and brought some berries. Want some?"
【Oh, my lord, it must be because I miss you so much, I'm hallucinating (╥ω╥`)】 Little Yao raised her paw and wiped away her tears: 【I...I...Aaaaaah! A ghost!!!】
In her mind's eye, the little tiger's sudden bristling made Si Jin jump, and the fox's fur also bristled.
He was too lazy to explain anymore, so he hacked the system and placed it in front of Xiao Yao, letting it see for itself.
Just as the stupid system finally calmed down after reading the report, and was about to give an order, he suddenly felt a warm sensation all over his body.
A warmer and more profound power than pain shielding slowly seeped through the blood vessels and spread to every part of the body, as if it could instantly cure all the chronic and long-standing ailments.
Even my mood improved.
Shao Linyuan withdrew his hand, smiled gently, and slowly sat down on the edge of the couch, letting him lean against him. He held him in his arms and fed him porridge spoonful by spoonful.
While feeding him, she would kiss his ears and tell him interesting stories from storybooks.
“It’s like coaxing a child. Actually, I’m already…” Si Jin ignored Xiao Yao, letting it blush with embarrassment. She sorted out her chaotic thoughts, thought about the original owner’s age, and said, “Seven hundred and eighty-eight years old.”
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