Grumpy host, she just wants to do business

Chapter 190 The Demon King’s Cinnabar Mole (96)

Boyan slightly raised his slender and soft eyelashes, but he didn't wake up.

He seems very tired.

Suddenly Tan Sang heard the sound of bells, jingling.

She immediately hid behind the screen.

As the bell approached, Tan Sang also saw the person coming.

is a woman.

A beautifully dressed woman with all kinds of charms at a glance.

The red and black gauze was wrapped around her body, but it barely covered her chest, and there was only a thin layer of cloth under her body, so that even the tender white skin could be seen clearly.

A pair of jade feet, and a string of red bells on the thin ankles.

She knelt on the ground, and the cloth on her chest was about to fall off: "Master Demon King, the slave family is a congratulatory gift from the Meizu to Lord Demon King for his return."

Tan Sang was a little nervous for some reason.

Boyan woke up, and looked at her with a pair of dark eyes.

"Oh? What skills do you have?"

The woman burst out laughing, her eyes were full of water, which was very seductive.

"My slave's bed skills are good... I will definitely serve the Demon King well."

She was a little shy when she said this.

But he still raised his head and asked, "Master Demon King, do you want to try?"

Tan Sang stared at that place firmly.

I pray in every possible way.

do not

don't promise her
Please.

Tan Sang's fingertips couldn't stop trembling, the moment Boyan pulled the woman into his arms and let her sit on his lap, the blood flowed backwards.

look.

Without you Tan Sang, he still lives well,

There are still countless women throwing themselves into their arms.

So, nothing is up to you, just likes and dislikes.

Boyan's ink eyes were like a pool of stagnant water, without stirring up any waves.

He asked, "Is that why you want to sleep on my bed?"

The man looked adoring: "The Lord Demon King is the number one god of war in the devil world, unparalleled in the world, wise and powerful, and it is a blessing from my family to serve the Lord Demon King for several generations. Why don't you want to?"

Boyan chuckled: "Really?"

Tan Sang felt that he was laughing at his lack of appreciation.

It seems to be saying, Tan Sang, look, what you treat as a dog is very precious in the eyes of others.

His heart was pulled hard again, dripping with blood.

The woman seemed to notice that Lord Demon King's eyes were not on her.

Instead, he looked at the screen indifferently.

She stretched out her hand and hooked the demon king's neck.

He smiled and asked: "Why does Lord Demon King like to look at that screen so much? Could it be that the slave's house is not beautiful enough?"

Boyan smiled, gloomy.

"How can there be a beauty on the screen? I just think the fox on the screen is really funny!"

The woman took another look after hearing these words, and actually found a fox embroidered on the screen.

But he is obviously very wise and martial.

It wasn't funny, but he still cheered and said, "Haha, what the Demon King said makes sense."

Boyan casually took a grape and fed it to the woman.

The woman seemed to do it on purpose.

He dropped the grape on his chest.

He also pretended to say: "Oh! My lord, what should I do? Can you help me take out this grape?"

The winking eyes ticked off.

Tan Sang was a little out of breath, her heart was beating suddenly and suddenly, it was that kind of cold and sharp pain.

Like a dagger piercing his heart inch by inch.

The knuckles were tightened, the nails were embedded in the skin, and the palms of the hands were oozing blood, but they didn't know the pain.

She wanted to rush out and see him.

But he didn't want to see his cold eyes.

(End of this chapter)