Chapter 53 Chapter 53 Before the wedding, my demon and I were...
Lin Miao: "..." If you have a fever, then so be it. Why are you putting labels on an honest and decent girl like her?
To express her reprimand, she decided not to let him stand. Instead, she remained in this position, looking down at his obviously carefully groomed long hair. "Lord An Wei, why are you in my dressing room instead of trying to replace His Highness the Seventh Prince at the wedding?"
An Wei bent his legs on the ground, spreading them even wider. He tilted his head back, staring at Lin Miao without blinking, the light in his obsidian eyes flickering. "Miao Miao, have you forgotten? I'm your secret lover."
"Since we are lovers... we naturally have to fulfill the obligations of a lover."
The honest and obedient girl couldn't understand what he said: "Lord Anwei, I don't understand what you mean. My husband and I are getting married soon. You must leave immediately."
"But you said before that I'm... better than him." The devil's hand grasped her calf through the satin, and he slightly raised his chest. The tight shirt fabric and the buttons that seemed a little difficult to button made him look even more generous.
Why is this rumor getting more and more outrageous? Didn't the devil himself say he could **?!
Lin Miao twitched her lips and insisted, "The past is the past. Now I'm getting married, and we can't maintain this wrong relationship anymore..."
"He's just a human! That filthy piece of trash isn't even worthy of touching you!" An Wei's jaw suddenly shrank, and the muscles around his cheek twitched, as if there were insects crawling under that beautiful skin.
For a moment, Lin Miao couldn't tell whether he was in the play or outside the play, and there was some truth in his words.
"What about you? Compared to my human husband," she half-bent down, grabbed his collar, her noses almost touching his, "what advantages do you have?"
The dark eyes could only vaguely reflect her rosy lip balm. The devil's Adam's apple rolled over the thin skin, and even the blue veins along it bulged, leaving a deep shadow.
"Of course." He suppressed his unconsciously seductive tone and squinted his eyes: "Miaomiao, you haven't really explored your lover's body, right?"
"A demon's body is much more useful than a human's."
From the hem of the black coat, a long, thick gray tail with a pointed tip and covered with diamond-shaped scales slowly emerged.
She still remembered the little devil's gnawed tail in Reese's dream, but compared to how pitiful and miserable it was then, the three-headed dog's tail was now healthy and shiny.
Near the end, there is a purple ribbon with a small metal ball with a little hollowing out tied to it.
"...My headband?" Lin Miao raised an eyebrow. "Didn't you say you wouldn't use it?"
"Yeah," An Wei curled his lips happily, "It's just tied up temporarily... It's not for 'me' to use."
Lin Miaoquan thought he was quibbling: "What about this ball...?"
"Ah, this is something I made specially for you..." The corners of his eyes shone with a brilliant crimson, a rich, alluring color. The tip of his tail swung in the air, and the hollow metal ball jingled.
There is actually a miniature solid copper ball inside, which is constantly hitting the inner wall.
"Miaomiao, do you like it?" An Wei asked.
"It looks nice hanging on an adult's tail." Lin Miao answered cautiously, feeling a little uneasy inexplicably. "...Of course I like it."
The devil narrowed his eyes in satisfaction. Just when Lin Miao thought he would continue to pull her "closer to the devil", An Wei suddenly changed his personality: "I understand your concerns...but, I really like Miaomiao. Before you marry him, can you give your devil lover one last kiss?"
Lin Miao opened his mouth, but chose to go along with the advice; after pretending to be distressed for a moment, he nodded reluctantly.
The moment she agreed, An Wei stood up, and his magic turned into a purple cloud that gently lifted her up and put her back on the seat.
Soon Lin Miao began to doubt whether what she had just heard was "one" kiss or "hundreds of millions" of kisses; the devil's kisses fell down densely, starting from the top of her head, as light as feathers falling into the snow.
His lips brushed against her temples with deliberate indifference; he went straight past her lips and kissed the sensitive soft flesh behind her ear, holding it in his mouth with a little force. The unique structure of his tongue made her shoulders tremble, and then he moved quickly down her neck.
Lin Miao's blood, her vibrant, beating warmth, throbbed through her carotid artery. The demon's hand loosely grasped her wrists, his other hand resting on the back of her neck, forcing her to avoid it. His kiss brushed across her collarbone, lingering for a moment in the hollow before stopping at the lace edge of her wedding dress's neckline.
…
The kiss flooded over my whole body like a tide, and my whole body was filled with his scent.
When he held Lin Miao's waist through the moonlight satin, her pupils became wet and her eyelashes were covered with moisture.
"...That's enough, Lord Anwei." Lin Miao could no longer bear it. Seeing that he was about to slide down, she pulled his braid hard.
His knees clicked together easily. An Wei tilted his head and said frivolously, "But Miaomiao is excited. More excited than ever before."
"I'm nervous!" Lin Miao emphasized with a blush on her cheeks. "Nervousness activates the sympathetic nervous system, which causes a faster heartbeat... Forget it, you won't understand anyway!"
An Wei didn't care what she was saying. "You're nervous... because your husband might arrive at any moment?"
"I thought this would make Miaomiao feel very excited."
“…” Actually, you don’t have to understand her so well, Lord Anwei.
Even though she was kissed so hard that she felt dizzy, Lin Miao couldn't help but glance at the dressing room door.
The carved wooden door was now tightly shut, and very quiet; but no one could tell whether the Seventh Prince would knock on the door in the next second. Even as impatient and narcissistic as he was, he might even push the door open without waiting for her response.
Then he discovered everything in the dressing room in broad daylight.
How – exciting.
It's like the best tool to liven up the atmosphere.
Lin Miao couldn't refute, so he could only watch the demon raise his scaly tail with a ribbon bell tied to it.
"Miao Miao." He licked the back of her hand. "A demon's body is much more useful than a human's."
In the following time, the devil who loves to teach others began to give a long speech to the human lady, explaining how those scales were hammered out.
Cold, sharp scales also need to be forged in the suffocating flames and scraped and pushed forward in the cracks of magma, just like in the human world, a truly good sword needs to be tempered repeatedly.
Every time those seemingly staggered but actually precisely arranged thin slices bend back, they cause the body to spasm, as if thousands of strands were suddenly pulled tight;
But only in this way can the three-headed dog's tail become a useful weapon that is no less powerful than its teeth.
…
Lin Miao was so annoyed by the nagging that he collapsed in his chair like a dead fish, feeling extremely fed up.
Not her size,
Direct rejection!!!
The culprit pretended to be innocent, frowning: "Am I boring? Do I make you hot? ...Miaomiao's sweat has even wet my tail."
“…”
Haha. That's awesome.
"I promised not to use your headband...how about I return it to you first?" The demon untied the ribbon from its tail, and the bell made a crisp sound.
"I've cast a spell on this little ball. It will stay cool... just the right amount to cool you down."
Lin Miao silently looked at the hollow metal ball with some tiny particles on the surface, then looked at the design inside that could make a ringing sound, and finally looked at her headband.
"You know, I'm getting married soon. ...We are not suitable for each other." This time, Lin Miao did not mix any false feelings, and there was no trace of acting.
Greedy lovers always like to take advantage of their desires, and Lin Miao's objections were of little use.
The devil was just about to stuff the bell into Lin Miao's hand when a low and artificial bubbling sound rang out from outside the door:
"Miss Leah, my fiancée—I am here to greet you in the carriage."
The door was not locked.
Lin Miao: “…”
An Wei: “…”
The devil completed the gift in one go, licked his fingers that had just been splashed by the fountain in the palace with the tip of his tongue, and was very proud.
"It seems that Miaomiao really loves your husband...you are so excited."
He sadly and carefully adjusted Lin Miao's dress, making her look as holy and noble as a bride-to-be.
"In that case, I won't bother you any more. Go and accept the congratulations of the humans with your husband."
Black smoke rose, and An Wei disappeared from the spot, leaving only Lin Miao, who was struggling to stand and walking on the "edge of a knife" like a little mermaid. She stared at the place where he teleported away, and slowly moved over to open the door for the seventh prince.
*
The blond, blue-eyed, young and handsome prince married the gentle and lovely youngest daughter of the Duke of Capet. Although Miss Capet's black hair and black eyes were often regarded as an "ominous sign" and did not seem to conform to the aesthetic tastes of the people in the royal city, they still believed that this was a match made in heaven.
Four white horses pulled the gilded and carved wedding carriage, driving slowly around the manor on the cobblestone road covered with morning dew.
From the perspective of the common people, they could only see the stained glass embedded in the carriage wall reflecting the prince's golden crown with feathers, and the Duke's daughter's wide skirt occasionally fluttering out of a corner of the curtain. The two of them looked intimate and loving.
The chestnut-lined road was bustling with people. Someone threw a bunch of lilies of the valley as the wedding car passed by, and instantly countless petals and ribbons leaped into the air. Children ran after them, holding garlands. Old people leaned on their canes, smiling and nodding. Cheers and blessings flooded the grass like a tide.
"May the love between His Royal Highness the Prince and Miss Capet last forever, like the vines entwined around the oak tree!" "May the gods bless you, and may you live happily ever after!"
In the carriage, the blond, blue-eyed, young and handsome prince held his chin with his hand and looked at her with a smile on his face.
"Miss Cape, they are all blessing us."
"You don't smile, is it because you are unhappy?"
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