C22 Spring Dream(2)
In the next moment, his impatience turned into a type of rough and unruly, fiercely and ruthlessly kissing her … After tossing and turning, she was unable to breathe continuously.
Her entire body was filled with a faint rash from the intense kiss. Her snow-white skin and beautiful appearance were even more eye-catching. Her touch was even more intoxicating than the grass and lake in her memory.
He suddenly understood why during those long and lonely years, he had lost all interest in those wolf girls, snake girls, and witch girls … This was because they didn't have such a scent!
They do not have such ecstasy.
After experiencing her, she was like a piece of cake to any woman.
Because of the way she had engraved herself into the deepest part of his soul, she had already bewitched him. Thus, she would rather endure ten thousand years of torment to find her.
His simple shirt had already fallen onto the ground, and the soft jade in his embrace was warm and fragrant.
So greasy, so slippery, so delicate and boneless, like a white cloud on the horizon, with no weight to be felt, only true body temperature …
She was still half asleep, half drunk … Maybe he was being too gentle … It was definitely not the kind of vulgarity that the Dark Lord used to be, nor was it young master's rudeness and shamelessness … He treated her with care and tenderness.
A child spirit!
Of course it was the Crown Prince of Chen!
He had always been her childhood sweetheart. Even if she had forgotten about the Celestial race and the Time Black Hole, when she was five years old, she had always had her first gift – a kite from her Child Spirit.
It was still him who had saved her from the clutches of her son, bringing her pride, glory, a whole home, and the support she would have to rely on in the long run.
She had thought that in this world, only a child spirit could be so gentle. She had no idea that things had long since changed.
With love and anticipation, even shyness is gentle and pleasant.
She trusted him so much.
Even if he was lacking in manners, even if he couldn't wait any longer … She followed him. As long as he was happy, she would be happier than he was …
Especially when she was half asleep and half asleep. She felt a sense of novelty, as if something had been ignited. Faint fear. Faint anticipation …
She did not understand what it was, so she kept her eyes closed, docile, and soft, as he wished.
Ever since the Dark Lord came to know her, how many times had he encountered such a situation?
Her voice was miserable and still resounding in his ears. Just as he was about to cover her with his arms, he suddenly thought of the past, the unbearable pain of turning his head back. Ji Wu Xue, Little Fairy, the first time she belonged to him, how painful was it to struggle, to the point of death …
In the next ten thousand years, he was always at a loss in his misery. Why was it that she would rather die than follow me? Why did the other Banshees treat this as a supreme pleasure and she as a great pain and humiliation?
Was marrying the Dark Lord more terrifying than falling into a black hole in time?
It was only now that he began to understand — perhaps it was because he had frightened her.
At this moment, he couldn't bear to let her experience a second round of pain.
His movements slowed down. As he thought of this, he smiled.
It was an instinct to please the opposite sex. His kiss was like a flattering snake. Sometimes it was entangled with gentleness, sometimes it was warm and unrestrained. It would always pause in some fatal places before deepening … This repeated again and again, and on the forehead of the little girl in his embrace, faint beads of sweat gradually began to appear, permeating the fragrance of roses. Her slender waist also began to become restless. Her small hands grabbed onto him tighter and tighter …
He smiled and said hoarsely next to her ear, "Did you know that you humans have a distant ancestor called the Yellow Emperor? He was exceptionally tall and powerful, and he was the most robust man of his generation. One day, he was seen by a servant girl from the Nine Heavens Profound Maiden. She was very admiring of his manliness, so she sneaked out to the mortal world to have a night of fun with him. She taught him a method called 'A Pure Maiden's Battle Acquisition,' which allowed him to interact with others and gather Yin and Yang energy. He wanted to be old but was still young, so the Yellow Emperor became known as the 72 Royal Daughters in a night, and won many battles in the imperial harem and was invincible in the battlefield … "Hah, this was actually a false rumor. This method isn't owned by the immortals, but rather something I learned from a person in the wolf clan …"
And he, the Devil King, was the ancestor of this dao, a werewolf who surpassed all others.
He intimately rubbed his nose, "Wu Xue, today I will do the opposite. I will teach you how to absorb vital energy and help you replenish your yin energy. From this moment on, your appearance will forever remain fixed, and you will never age. Wu Xue, this is my betrothal gift to you, do you like it? "
Her small hands around his neck were burning with anxiety. She couldn't hear what he was saying, but she was eager to accept something strange, to ease a strange emotion …
He stared at the blush on her small face, unable to endure it any longer. The next moment, he finally got what he wanted …
At a certain moment, he suddenly went still and held back the explosion of all the male hormones in his body that were on the verge of collapse. He had waited for so long that he lost control the moment they met.
Such painstaking patience and teaching had suddenly vanished into thin air.
He only felt a strong attraction — even crazier than the black hole of time, but that was not to death, but to a new life of some kind. He stayed in this warm and scorching world, his back slightly numb …
It was too comfortable.
In his extreme state of throbbing, that terrifying greedy devil heart once again reignited … Just like that time! Back then, it was his first time getting Little Fairy. He went through that kind of extreme excitement and was unable to handle it in a short period of time, so he had added on the vampire's self-recovery ability — every time, it was always the first time for her. Therefore, she was in unbearable pain. She would rather die than follow him.
No, not like this.
Right now, she was just a weak mortal without the ability to reincarnate. How could she be in such great pain?
However, he was the Dark Lord. Deep down in his bones, he had the venom of a snake, the greed of a wolf, and due to his greed, he was actually hesitating over what to do …
While he was pouring her blood into his palm and merging with a drop of his devil blood, trying to do the same thing and infuse it into her back, he still gritted his teeth and changed his mind. With a single thought, he forged this drop of blood into the palm of her right hand … In the end, he still could not bear the pain of her heartbreaking cry.
He had changed a way that was easily acceptable to her.
And at that time, Xia Ji was completely oblivious …
At a certain moment, she felt a faint pain from being bitten by a mosquito in the summer … However, this pain came and went too quickly. She didn't even have the time to scream before she was completely engulfed by another kind of powerful heat …
On the girl's body, a pure fragrance was rapidly fading. However, she could no longer care about it. She was like a berserk Dark Demon King … He was completely immersed in the joy of this moment that he had coveted for a long time. Drunk in his dreams, not knowing when it would end, not caring about his own life or death …
Xia Ji had never experienced such madness … A mortal would never have imagined that there would be such a crazy intoxication in the world … Like a gambler who has lost all his possessions and suddenly sees a gold mine;
Like a hungry desert walker who suddenly sees a clear spring;
Just like a dying person suddenly obtaining an elixir of life …
Xia Ji was unable to describe this feeling... It was the first time since the beginning of human history that human beings had been joyful — the most important joy outside of food, water, air, and the sun.
You know how humans come to be, but do you know how the first person in the world came to be?
The two sexes reproduce a child, but what about the first one? Who did she (him) reproduce? Did it pop out of the rock? Made by an alien? Nuwa had pinched him? God made it?
How did the first human come about?
Xia Ji was in a daze, unable to figure out how she came up with this question. However, she had no intention of pursuing the answer, nor did she have the time to … He rushed up to Yun Xiao very quickly … It was a complete and utter joy, without the slightest hint of pain … Truly, she had never dreamed that humans could have such a powerful joy …
Compared to quietly looking up at the sky, compared to receiving a lovely gift, compared to escaping from the clutches of the devils, compared to getting rid of the reputation of the devils … In fact, it was even better than the expected marriage of a flower … 'Child spirit, child spirit, it turns out that marrying someone is such a great pleasure … ' No wonder all the men and women in this world, once they reached their age, would hurriedly find a couple to pair up with, marry and have fun … So that's why …
In particular, he treated her with utmost gentleness.
In this world, the most magnificent being had taken his experience of ten thousand years of experience in actual combat from countless women and turned over a thousand times. He was shameless and tried his best to curry favor with her …
She was just a young girl who had just started her training. How could she resist such a powerful magic?
She can only submit, rise and fall, willingly, even in extreme joy, with gratitude — Child spirit, child spirit, if not for you, how could I have been so happy in this life?
In her extreme excitement, she whispered his name: Child spirit, Child spirit, Child spirit …
He sealed her red lips to prevent her from shouting out loud, no no no, he didn't like her like this, he liked her quietly looking up at the deep sky, he liked her gaze chasing after the peach blossoms on the trees, he liked her smiling at him like a child …
Because, he didn't dare to say — he actually loved her so much for this kind of murmuring and indulgent revel — if she could only utter the word "salty" …
But, no …
She called him a child spirit —
