Devil King Pampers His Devil Consort - C134

“Li Zimo, you son of a bitch.”

He continued to smile and let go of my waist with both hands. He held my face and gently kissed me, “Come, bite my shoulder if it hurts.

Fortunately, he didn’t move again, just lay there panting on top of me, and I could feel his strong chest, the little chicken in my body, hard to ignore, and I could even feel its throbbing, its heat and its edges.

Slowly, I began to feel less pain. I fidgeted with this posture and twisted my body to push him out of the way.

All of a sudden, he gave a violent pull, and I cried out in pain, but his lips clamped over mine and hooked my tongue, luring me to sell him my soul.

I gritted my teeth and bit his bare shoulder.

Mo Li, your heavenly love is no longer pure.

No matter how much I used to mess with people, I now understand that innocence isn’t just a matter of bleeding.

It was as if he had lost something, and would never be again.

I can’t help but want to cry. I, Mo Tian Love, actually cared about these and I actually had tears flowing out from my eyes.

He said nothing, just kissed my tears quietly, softly, as if he cherished me.

“God love, don’t cry. I will treat you well. Believe me, I truly like you.” I said it in a low voice, in my ear, but I still hated him.

Turning away from him, he pressed himself against me, gasping for breath, too heavy for me to bear.

She pushed him away. “Go away.”

“God love, you don’t hurt anymore. Then heaven love, what’s next is going to make you scream.”

If I scream, I’ll have your last name.

He hit me hard, and at first it hurt, but slowly the pain became lighter, and a strange feeling ran from the joint to the tip of his finger.

He hit me hard, as if he wanted to crush me and shove me into his heart, so light that I could only cling to his back and let him shake me.

There was a familiar scent in the air that she’d smelled in the room.

A wave of pleasure hit me and I wanted to pee again. I clenched my teeth and didn’t cry out. My fingers mercilessly grabbed onto his back.

He said in a low voice, “God love, don’t hold on to me. Relax, I’m going to let you hang yourself.

As soon as I heard this, I put my feet around his waist and wished I could hang him. Pull my butt up and hit me hard, and then… In order to cooperate with Sweeping the Yellow Ox, there was a lack of a hundred thousand words. Everyone could imagine the situation.

Finally, needless to say, I was fooled again.

His entire body felt sore and weak as he laid by his side. When he recovered from the trembling of the battle millet, he didn’t even have the strength to ask.

Pain, burning pain, hatred, even his hair was about to stand on end.

He rested, waiting for his vitality to recover somewhat.

I asked him, “Li Zimo, I hope you will keep your word and let me out of the palace.”

He kissed me on the shoulder.

“…” I wanted to scold him. I really didn’t have the strength.

I was so angry that I fainted.

When I woke up, he was also awake, covered in a warm quilt, and the smell in the room was still the same as before. After a moment of absent-mindedness, I looked at the black and bright eyes of the Dog Emperor.

He also reminded me, “God love, you just fainted.”

“I made you faint from anger. God of Dogs, you said that as long as you please me, you would let me go. You don’t mean what you say, are you still human?”

He felt so angry that he wanted to strangle him to death.

But I don’t have the strength right now. I can’t kill him.

His eyebrows showed an incomparable sense of comfort as he smiled, “My love, I said that as long as you do not please me, I will not allow you to leave the palace.”

“Li Zimo.” I pointed at him, trembling.

“Heh heh, don’t pass out again. The heavens’ love has finally woken up. If you have the strength now, you might as well continue to please me.” He kissed again.

It was only then that I realized that the little chicken that was buried in my body had started to harden again, to the point of expansion that I couldn’t ignore. As soon as I looked up, he began to torture me again.

In my dizziness, I feel really old and weak.

In the end, it was like flour, allowing him to knead and flatten it as he pleased.