Chapter 24 Chapter 24 Can you... kiss me again? ...
Let's just say it's Errol's strength. His lust is like a talent he's proud of. He'd rather drive others crazy than consume himself.
Unabashedly straightforward.
Many people have called her "Miao Miao", her nickname, whether it was her friends in her past life or Cecia just now -
But no one could pronounce these two words as tenderly and poignantly as Errol, the syllables wrapped in melted amber, kneaded into a flowing warm brown hue.
As soon as the demon entered her moist mouth, he began to plunder the saliva in her mouth like crazy, searching, swallowing, and stirring it up with a sizzling sound.
Lust was once proud that he was not as addicted to her blood as his useless brother Wrath, but it turned out that he had no resistance to her liquid either?
For him, it is also a sweet and fragrant treasure that he cannot stop chasing.
The stronger the floral fragrance became, the more Lin Miao's tongue root became numb and sore from being sucked, and crystal clear water droplets seemed to be about to overflow from the corners of her lips and drip.
The effect of the spell on the bell was only to catalyze Errol's thoughts - his thoughts were already high enough after the girl pinched his vitals;
But was it the sweet scent of rotting flowers and fruits that was too overpowering, or was it the beauty that suited her taste too much? It was also able to completely dispel Lin Miao's thoughts of stopping the kiss.
In the second half, Lin Miao was almost half-carried by the devil as she floated into the room. His tongue, which had been attacking the city and plundering the pool, suddenly withdrew, pulling out the silver threads, while her body sank into the soft and comfortable bedding.
The devil's tall and slender body fell down, and his broad shoulders blocked the pink light. Lin Miao could only see his complicated and luxurious suit. The top button of his white shirt came loose as he was pulled, just enough to let her glimpse the delicate half of his collarbone.
It was a very oppressive posture, but the devil's phoenix eyes slightly raised, his Adam's apple rolling, and the indifference and coldness covered in his blood-red pupils turned into a burning desire: "Can you... kiss me again?"
"Miao Miao." He repeated it, his pronunciation unclear, like a puppy begging for a pat on its fur.
...Sorry, she can't do anything that will make the puppy sad!
Her long black and red hair was entangled with hers. Lin Miao straightened her waist and pushed Errol's shoulder. The powerful demon was "pressed" onto the bed softly following her movements.
Lin Miao leaned over and kissed the corners of his mouth, the sides of his face, the corners of his eyes, and his forehead like a chick pecking at rice, wantonly lighting up sparks in the wilderness.
Even when being melted in magma and having its skin and flesh peeled off and reassembled, the demon had never experienced such heat.
Suddenly, a spot of scarlet appeared on his forehead.
From this little red, blood coagulated into a stamen, and crimson petals spread from the brow, becoming a strangely gorgeous mandala in a matter of seconds. Far from diminishing his handsomeness, the abrupt color only added to his face's piercing beauty.
The beauty is seductive and leads to lewdness.
This word popped up unexpectedly in Lin Miao's mind, and he thought that he could finally empathize with those tyrants.
The dangerous bad dog who could control desires had lost all his aggression at this moment, and just exposed his soft belly, begging for her affection.
Now, no matter what you do to him, the puppy will agree or even be secretly happy about it, right?
Lin Miao looked down at the muscular chest, the waist that was somewhat tight due to the belt, and then further down...
Strong capital.
For a moment, Lin Miao really wanted to use it regardless of the consequences - at least to alleviate the negative effects brought about by the damn Chunyao buff of the Lustful Head!
However, she hadn't forgotten that they were still on someone else's territory. The relationship between the three demons and Errol was obviously more than just "old friends". What if there was some surveillance method that he couldn't detect...
"Lord Errol." Lin Miao reached out and stroked his superior brow bone, and kissed the enchanting flower between his eyebrows as a comforting gesture. "This is another lord's home. We can't go on."
The demon, who was so dizzy from being kissed that he didn't even notice his own blossoming, automatically ignored the first half of the sentence and only heard the human's rejection: "Why?"
Why?
Of course, it was because performing live Chun Palace was too challenging for her as a human being!!
"Because I want to be closer to you in Lord Errol's castle." Lin Miao lay down beside him, quietly hooked her finger around his, and shook it. "Only your castle can give me a sense of security."
sense of security?
Even the sober and playful Errol had no such word in his vocabulary, let alone the bewildered little Errol.
So he still kept his red eyes open, looking at her mistily.
"A sense of security is..." Lin Miao was a little stuck, "It's a feeling of relaxation, happiness, and being able to rely on others with peace of mind?"
As the girl spoke, her little finger was still wrapped around him, and her soft body was pressed tightly against him, so even the smallest movement could be easily captured.
The three-headed dog's sensitive sense of smell squeezed the surrounding gas molecules, allowing it to smell her unique scent, which was now wrapped in his floral and fruity scent and hidden in the deepest part.
Relax and enjoy, rely on with peace of mind.
...Is this a sense of security?
He thought he seemed to be able to understand her feelings. Although it seemed different from the "reaction" when she initially returned the favor, it was still the perception she gave him.
The devil then fell silent, and simply hooked her knuckles back with force, circulating his devilish energy through her meridians, forcibly suppressing the impulses that kept rising.
…
"Lord Errol, if you delay any longer, your old friend will be waiting anxiously." Lin Miao suddenly broke free from the lack of oxygen, calmed down his cough, and had a resentful look in his eyes.
Lin Miao really didn't expect that her virtuous husband, Mrs. Er, who had just said in a serious tone that he would help her dress and do her makeup, would actually take advantage of his "position" to put lipstick on her and then suddenly pull her into his arms and give her a long, deep kiss!
This was not the end. Every time he applied lip balm, it was kissed off. Even when all her saliva was absorbed by the vicious dog, he did not stop.
Are there still demons?
All she saw was a horrible kissing maniac!
"Let them wait," Errol said without a trace of shame. "My dear ones are more precious to me than anything else."
The lustful head spoke sweet words fluently, and his voice was naturally filled with charm.
After all, he understood the principle that things will turn into their opposites when they reach their extremes, and he didn't want to really make humans angry. Errol regretfully fixed her makeup and led her to the banquet hall.
Surprisingly, there was only one demon in the banquet hall, a pink-haired female.
Cecilia wore a long-sleeved evening gown today, her pink curly hair was tied into a bun, and she paired it with white jade teardrop earrings. She looked dignified and bright, which completely suppressed the charm between her eyebrows and eyes.
Seeing them coming, she first glanced at Lin Miao, and when she saw Errol, she was slightly startled.
"Your forehead...?"
There was no mirror in the room, and Errol didn't even know that a charming Lycoris radiata had bloomed between his eyebrows.
Hearing this, he subconsciously formed a water mirror and saw the rather bright flower.
“…”
Cecia's eyes moved between them. After a while, she gave Lin Miao a knowing smile: "Miao Miao, did you sleep well last night?"
"...Very good, thank you Lady Cecilia for your concern." Lin Miao curved his lips and answered politely.
You know the answer but still ask!
If Errol's "enthusiasm" last night hadn't been her doing, she would have written her last name backwards!
"Where are Beelzebub and Mammon?" Errol waved away the water mirror and asked after collecting his thoughts.
"They're already waiting for you in the conference room," Cecia said, making a shushing gesture. "After all, what we're going to discuss is confidential... so you'll have to go alone."
"As for your human lady, I'll take care of her for the time being." The pink-haired demon winked at Lin Miao. "I'll take Miao Miao out to eat something and make sure she doesn't have a single hair on her head when you come back."
Errol frowned fiercely, his face looking unhappy.
Although there was no evidence, it didn't stop him from suspecting Cecia had something to do with his loss of control. A demon that had reached the level of illusion was extremely dangerous, and he didn't feel comfortable with Lin Miao staying with her.
"Erol, a hundred years have passed, do you want to break the rules?" Dozens of seconds passed, and the emotion in Cesia's pink eyes faded, and her tone became stiff.
"Breaking… that person's rules?"
Errol moved his lips, as if he wanted to utter some harsh sarcasm, but out of consideration for the human girl, he remained silent.
Receiving Cecia's meaningful look, Lin Miao's heart moved, and he grabbed Errol's sleeve: "Lord Errol, let me and Lady Cecia go to dinner. Since she spoke to you openly, she won't do anything to me."
"Wait until you've finished talking to them, then come pick me up."
"..." The demon looked at the human girl's sincere expression for a long time, and after that, he gave in.
"Remember your promise, unless you want your castle to become ruins." He coldly threatened the owner of the pink castle, "...You know what you shouldn't say."
Turning around, the devil had a different look on his face and gently lifted Lin Miao's wrist.
A black mark was magically applied to the inner skin, seemingly to distinguish it from Reese's. The pattern was the flower between his eyebrows.
"Press it if there's danger."
In addition to marking, he also set up a magic barrier for Lin Miao. As long as an attack falls on her, the defense will be automatically triggered, and the time will be enough to support him.
He will never repeat the "mistakes" that his "good brother" has made.
After Errol's figure disappeared from the spot, Lin Miao raised his eyes and looked at the mysterious pink-haired devil with eight hundred eyes.
"Lord Cecia, you deliberately sent Lord Errol away. What do you want to tell me?"
Cecia raised an eyebrow, observing with interest this pleasant-smelling human girl who made her feel particularly close. "Hmm... although this probably falls into the category of 'shouldn't say,' I still want to guess—Miaomiao knows his true identity, right?"
Lin Miao didn't dodge or evade: "You mean, the prototype of his three-headed dog of hell?"
Cecia's eyes grew more interested. "You really do know that Errol is just a head of the hellhound Cerberus... That dog is as conceited as ever."
"You haven't met An Wei yet, right?"
"The Jealous Chief?" When Lin Miao heard this unfamiliar name, he immediately thought of it.
"Yes, jealousy... greed," the beautiful demon woman laughed with uncontrollable joy. "That child is a terrifying one, his personality is much worse than his two 'brothers'."
"Erol's consciousness has been awakened, and he will definitely not sleep for too long. When that happens, you must survive his hands."
"I'm really looking forward to seeing how An Wei, with his nasty and crazy personality, would behave when he begs for mercy and love from the most despised humans... what would it be like?"
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