Tragic death in the previous life: After rebirth, the sickly prince pampers her every night

Yang Susu shook her head, her cheeks flushed: "Achen, you used to like the pig intestines I made the most. You could eat half a plate every time. At that time, I was still wondering, how could my prince, who is so gentle and elegant, like to eat this thing, hahaha..."

The Demon Lord leaned forward slightly, supporting half of his face, with silver hair falling down, and whispered softly: "Achen?"

"Is that your sweetheart? Or is that person your previous master?

Yang Susu laughed while hiccuping: "Achen, I originally planned to give birth to many, many children for you, but we all died, wuwuwuwu...you said our lives, why are they so miserable, wuwuwuwu..."

Lord Demon: "......"

Why are you crying?

drunk?

Start answering irrelevant questions!

The Demon Lord raised his eyebrows and moved his gaze to the jar of evil wine.

He raised the corner of his mouth and looked at the drunk woman in front of him with a playful look. Then he raised his hand slightly and filled her glass with wine: "You don't seem to be able to drink very well."

Yang Susu wiped her tears while drinking up the evil wine that the Demon Lord poured for her. Her tongue began to become knotted.

"I can drink a thousand cups without getting drunk or falling down. If I were to fall down, it would be in your arms, hehe..."

The smile on Lord Demon's face deepened, and he raised his hand to pour her another glass: "Can you really drink a thousand cups without getting drunk?"

"Of course, who am I? I am Yang Susu, you, the woman of Lord Demon!"

As she was talking, she poured the glass of wine in her cup again.

The Demon Lord raised his eyebrows, and his curiosity and amusement became stronger.

He was very considerate and refilled her glass, then continued to ask: "Did your master give you your name?"

"Master Demon, of course my parents gave me the name, what master? Hehehe..."

"You are a cat demon, right?"

"You must be joking. I'm not a demon!"

The eyes of the Demon Lord turned cold: "You are not a demon? Then what are you? Why do you have the aura of a demon king?"

"Did you approach me on purpose so that I could take you back to the demon clan?"

After asking a series of questions, Lord Demon continued to stare at the woman opposite him whose eyes were already confused.

At this moment, Lord Demon seemed to believe that the woman in front of him was not a demon.

Because at this moment, there was no smell of evil on her.

But Yang Susu did not answer any of his questions. She began to pat her head with her hands, muttering, "I feel like I'm in the clouds, flying, flying..."

"Eh? Who is this handsome guy in front of me? Why, why is he so handsome, hehehe..."

The Demon Lord frowned.

Yang Susu smiled foolishly for a while, then drank the wine in her glass, then stood up shakily with both hands on the table, and walked towards the Demon Lord with unsteady steps.

Then, under the coldness of the Demon Lord, he sat on his knees.

The Demon Lord froze, resisting the urge to throw the woman out.

Who knew that this woman would go even further, her hands went up to his neck, the strong smell of alcohol on her body immediately penetrated his nose, he frowned uncomfortably, and turned his head slightly to the side, but the woman breathed hot air in his ear and whispered: "Whose handsome brother are you? Why do you look so charming?"

Then she suddenly held his cheeks with both hands, and the flushed and pockmarked face came into his sight, but it didn't look so ugly at the moment.

Especially her eyes, which were like a whirlpool that was about to suck him in, causing his heart to tremble suddenly.

It was a pair of eyes like this, he seemed to have seen them somewhere before.

The woman continued with a silly smile: "Hey, isn't this my little brother? He's mine, the little brother I have loved for ten lifetimes."

Then, she choked up and said, "But, my little brother has forgotten me now. He doesn't want me anymore. Woo woo woo..."

Lord Demon: "......"

Why are you crying again?

Moreover, the crying became louder and louder, even alarming the demon soldiers outside.

The two demon soldiers guarding the gate looked at each other.

The Demon King cried like this in Lord Demon’s room?

Wow, the demon king is a woman!

Could it be that Lord Demon did something to the Demon King?

One of them rolled his eyes and said, "Please help me first. I have a stomachache and need to go to the toilet."

He walked out quickly and headed towards Tu Li's Demon Palace.

The Demon Lord in the room finally couldn't stand the woman's screams anymore, and covered her mouth with his hand in disgust: "Don't cry!"

But the woman still made a low "wuwuwu" sound, and stretched out her hands to touch his chest again and again, looking as aggrieved as she could be.

The expression of the Demon Lord was as stiff as it could be.

By this time, he realized how foolish it was to get this woman drunk.

I wanted to get her drunk and then get some information out of her, but this...

Finally, the Demon Lord put down his hand that was covering her mouth, wiped away the tears on her face with great disgust, and said helplessly: "Don't cry!"

And the woman seemed to be more aggressive because of his actions.

She suddenly leaned forward, gently rubbed his lips with her lips, and licked them lightly with her tongue.

The pupils of the Demon Lord shrank, and he looked at her in shock.

The next moment, the Lord Demon's lips touched a warm and gentle touch. Yang Susu blocked his lips with hers, causing his breathing to quicken.

This feeling is very strange, and the Demon Lord actually fell into it.

He didn't drink, but why did he feel drunk?

Yang Susu put her arms around his waist and hugged him tightly, her lips full of the aroma of her wine, her tears fell silently, a little salty, and with a hint of bitterness.

Suddenly, his heart inexplicably began to feel uncomfortable.

He closed his eyes, held the back of her head with one hand, and deepened this ridiculous kiss domineeringly and greedily.

Until the hands holding his waist moved to his collar and ripped his robe off hastily, he suddenly opened his red eyes and held her restless hand.

His voice was hoarse and low: "Don't push your luck."

Seeing the woman in front of him holding her mouth and crying again, the Demon Lord was a little panicked.

It was not easy to coax him into doing so.

The next moment, she broke free from his big hand and continued to do whatever she wanted.