On the screen, the girl was wearing a silk nightgown that he had changed into himself. Her slender, white wrists and ankles were bound by metal shackles, making her look fragile and helpless.
As he raised his hand, one shoulder strap slid down silently. Amid the crisp sound of the chain colliding, Xiang Zhiang saw his master sniff the soft inner ring of the handcuffs.
In an instant, sweat broke out all over his body as if he had been electrocuted, and an uncontrollable feeling of hunger spread to every nerve ending.
It was as if he was the one being sniffed and caressed by his master.
The succubus doesn't have much hair.
Xiang Zhiang almost pulled out the poor little tail of the four shackles before he could put them all on to ensure that the soft texture would not hurt the owner.
He couldn't smell his own body odor, so it was hard for him to imagine how intense a reaction an over-nourished human would have when enveloped by that kind of fragrance.
Xiang Zhiang could only see his master sniffing the soft flesh, then rubbing his fair and rosy face against it, his eyes becoming more and more moist and blurred.
It looks... delicious.
Gulp gulp gulp.
After swallowing a few times uncontrollably, Xiang Zhiang belatedly realized that a sense of sadness had emerged in his heart.
The master liked him so much before, was it just because he was affected by the characteristics of the succubus?
To humans, succubi are just little pets that can be used for entertainment. They can be summoned and dismissed at will, and if they are no longer liked, they can be sold to others.
But for a succubus, falling in love with its master is as easy as eating, drinking water and breathing. Its addiction to its master is not something it can quit just by wanting to.
Xiang Zhiang has never been a docile, harmless and obedient succubus.
The master wants to abandon him and sell him?
Don't even think about it.
The high-quality whip slapped against his palm, making a crackling sound like a torrential rain. The boy's deep purple eyes were filled with gloom and paranoia, and he stood up and walked to the next room.
An unknown heat flowed through Su Ci's body, and she could only regain consciousness for a moment by clinging to the cold chains.
Steady and powerful footsteps approached, casting a shadow beside the large European-style bed.
The unique aura belonging to each other made both the man and the demon feel itchy.
Being fed too much succubus blood, under the side effects, Su Ci could actually feel the hunger bubbling from the cracks in her bones.
She couldn't help but move closer to the familiar figure, but the other party remained unmoved, completely different from his usual passionate self.
"...Xiang Zhiang, I'm so hungry."
Usually, Su Ci would indulgently call him husband, even though this absurd name was a clever trick he deliberately used in front of Su Ci.
The discomfort of not being satisfied, and the slight grievance and complaint she felt in the special situation, made Su Ci suddenly no longer want to follow his wishes.
Unless he rushed over right now, hugged her, kissed her, and coaxed her to eat with soft words.
So this is what it feels like when a succubus is hungry.
Hearing the name of Mo Bi coming out of his master's mouth, the young man who was already depressed standing by the bed was struck by lightning, biting his lips and his face turned pale.
"Who is Xiang Zhiang? Is he the master's boyfriend?"
Su Ci's confused mind turned into a mess. She subconsciously pressed herself against the boy's muscular chest, breathing heavily and soothing him with a gentle voice.
"Xiang Zhiang is my husband. I really want to cook. Can you kiss me, husband? Don't be angry anymore. Those things are not prepared by me——"
Before she could finish her words, a pair of cool fingers suddenly clasped her chin, and her flexible lips and tongue pressed down like a storm, not giving her the slightest chance to speak.
He knew that his master's beautiful mouth should be sewn up, otherwise sooner or later he would say things that would drive him crazy, like what he just said.
If the owner is hungry, he must be fed until he is full.
Even if his master treats him as Xiang Zhiang's substitute.
In a state of confusion and passion, the young man shed tears and kissed the sweat on his master's forehead, with a fierce spirit of not giving up.
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