Male protagonist, you are targeting the wrong person

Tomorrow is the deadline of the ten-day period. Yan Wenmo looked at the scenery outside the window and began to daydream.

In fact, she didn't want to be in a daze. She was just giving up because she was troubled by various emotions such as worry, boredom, helplessness and even fear.

Whatever you want, she said to herself, and then sighed, looking depressed.

She was now both afraid that Jiang Wenbai would come to save her and yet also somewhat looking forward to Jiang Wenbai coming to save her. She tossed and turned like this and felt a little annoyed.

She didn't want him to rescue her because she was afraid of owing him a favor. She wanted him to rescue her to at least prove that she was a good person and was under the protagonist's protection.

In this state of not knowing what to do, her daze lasted until dark, so much so that in the end, Yan Wenmo simply rolled back and forth on the bed.

Because she had completely broken off relations with the Demon Lord, the Demon Lord had not come to see her in the past few days, but he asked Xiao Cui to look after her. So Xiao Cui saw her wife tossing and turning on the bed, sighing.

"Ma'am, what are you worried about? Why don't you tell me about it?!"

Perhaps it was too much to bear, Xiao Cui, who was sitting on the bed, could not help but speak out and test:

"I will never tell anyone!"

Yan Wenmo looked at Xiao Cui's serious expression, pondered for a while, and then asked with an annoyed look:

"Xiao Cui, I'm really upset. Do you think he will come to save me?!"

Upon hearing this, Xiao Cui said with a look of curiosity and surprise:

"Who?!"

Yan Wenmo thought for a long time before he spoke:

"He is my...senior brother, and he is quite familiar with me. Do we know each other?"

Xiao Cui nodded in understanding, and then hesitated and said:

"If I just know you, I won't save you, right?!"

Hearing this, Yan Wenmo said "Oh" perfunctorily and stopped talking.

Seeing this, Xiao Cui couldn't help but probe:

"Madam, do you want him to save you, or do you not want him to save you?!"

"I don't know either"

Yan Wenmo spoke in a depressed tone, and then said in a low voice:

"I don't really want to owe him a favor, but if he really doesn't come, I will feel lost, as if I don't even have someone who cares about me?!"

Silently hugging his own quilt, Yan Wenmo felt a little depressed and couldn't help muttering to himself:

"If no one comes to save me, does that mean no one likes me, no one cares about me, and no one cares whether I live or die?!"

Seeing that Yan Wenmo was in a bad mood, Xiao Cui simply hugged her neck and said happily:

"Madam, what are you talking about?! There must be someone who cares about you, don't think like that. Madam, you are the best person in the world and you deserve everyone to care about you. Don't let your imagination run wild, okay?!"

Yan Wenmo looked at Xiao Cui's serious expression. She couldn't help but curl her lips, and then said with confidence:

"Yes, instead of thinking about it, I might as well improve my strength. This way, even if no one comes to save me, I can save myself. Who says I must be saved? I can save myself."

As she said that, she excitedly covered herself with the quilt and prepared to go to bed. Seeing her like this, Xiao Cui looked at her with some amusement and prepared to lie down as well.

But as soon as Xiao Cui lay down, Yan Wenmo reached out and hugged her and pulled her towards him, saying with joy:

"Xiao Cui, you really are the cutest girl in the world. I love you the most."

After saying that, those eyes were still looking at Xiao Cui with sparkling eyes, like a child who had eaten candy.

Xiao Cui looked at the other person's blinking eyes in astonishment, and inexplicably felt that although her wife looked ordinary, she was actually quite cute upon closer inspection.

It seemed like this was the first time she received a compliment. Xiao Cui's face turned red and she stammered:

“Well…it’s not that good.”

“No way!!”

Yan Wenmo said this in an exaggerated manner, holding Xiao Cui with a face full of bitterness and hatred, muttering:

"Xiao Cui is the best person in the world because she cares about me the most."

"Butler...Butler also cares about Madam very much."

"I don't care, I just like you the most"

"Ma'am, you are so disgusting"

"Really?! But I think you're really, really nice, what should I do?"

"Madam! If you continue like this, I will ignore you."

"Well, I like the housekeeper too, but I like you the most."

"Madam~"

……

The commotion in the house was still going on. Outside, the Demon Lord was leaning against the wall, staring at the bright moon in the sky in a daze. He didn't know why he suddenly wanted to come here. He just suddenly wanted to see her, but she didn't seem to welcome him.

Because she didn't ask him to come in. Obviously, Xiao Cui, the servant, could come in and talk to her, but she wouldn't let herself in, let alone talk.

It seemed like he had really done something wrong. He shouldn't have been like that. He shouldn't have tried to use violence to make her submit, to please him, or even to scare her.

But it seemed that it was irreversible, because she began to resist herself, resist his approach.

When it was late at night and everyone was asleep, the tightly closed door suddenly opened. Xiao Cui, who had gotten up at night, looked at the Demon Lord who was sitting nearby and couldn't help but be startled. But when she saw who it was, she swallowed back the scream that was about to come out.

"Master, what are you doing here?!"

Xiao Cui's voice was trembling, as if she was frightened. Upon hearing this, the Demon Lord glanced at her and asked calmly:

"Is she asleep?!"

Xiao Cui nodded reflexively, but then immediately shook her head as if she remembered something.

The Demon Lord glanced at her, then simply concealed all his aura and even his movements, and quietly entered the house.

In the room, Yan Wenmo was sleeping soundly with half a quilt covering his body. The reason why it was only half was because the other half was empty, and it was obviously left for Xiao Cui.

The Demon Lord lifted a corner of the quilt and lay down directly. However, as soon as he lay down, he was hugged by someone. The person lay in his arms and muttered:

"Xiao Cui, I like you the most"

The sudden approach made the Demon Lord's body stiffen, and his breathing became rapid. He looked at the person lying peacefully in his arms, stretched out his hand helplessly, and carefully touched the top of her head, and then his fingers meandered down and touched her face.

This touch made her frown. She turned over subconsciously and then slept a little closer. However, the Demon Lord carefully held her in his arms and even breathed a little lighter, as if he was afraid of waking her up.

When Yan Wenmo woke up the next day, he found that the person who slept with him had changed. It was not the sweet and soft young lady, but the vicious and cruel Demon Lord.

This realization made her lose half of her soul, and she kicked the man off the bed almost as if by reflex.

The sudden force awakened the Demon Lord and made him open his eyes instantly. He tried his best to steady his body before falling off the bed, and looked at Yan Wenmo with murderous intent.

Yan Wenmo huddled in the corner of the bed, feeling terrible. She looked extremely devastated, but she pretended to be calm and looked at him with tears in her eyes, as if she had been bullied.

This look startled the Demon Lord, and then he sat up awkwardly, pretending to be nonchalant and making excuses:

"I walked into the wrong room"

Yan Wenmo didn't care about this at all, instead he asked in a trembling voice:

"Where's Xiao...Xiao Cui?!"

The Demon Lord put on his clothes and said calmly:

"She went back to sleep"

As soon as she finished speaking, Xiao Cui came into the room carrying a wooden basin. Before she could open her mouth, she saw her wife looking at her with tears in her eyes. She looked so pitiful, as if she was about to cry any moment.

It seems like I have already cried.

The Demon Lord roared in frustration:

"I didn't do anything to you! Who are you pretending to be like this for?"

Yan Wenmo shrank back in fear at his roar, and her already broken mood became even more broken, but she did not say anything, and just looked at Xiao Cui with tears in her eyes. Xiao Cui also panicked, and ran directly to Yan Wenmo, hugged him and comforted him:

"Madam, please don't cry. I didn't mean it. I just left for a while because of something. I really didn't mean it."

But Yan Wenmo still didn't say anything, just looked at her with tears in his eyes. For a moment, Xiao Cui's guilt was as deep as a black abyss, and she could only curse herself inwardly for getting up in the middle of the night for no reason.