Otherworldly Lord

A good night's sleep.

In the early morning of the next day, Song Mo sat up in a daze. When he opened his eyes, he was almost blinded by a room full of gold coins and precious stones.

Rubbing his eyes in disbelief, he thought he was hallucinating.After a few times, the gold coins and precious stones in the room still did not disappear, piled up on the ground, challenging Song Mo's nerves.I rubbed my temples with a headache, who did this, I want to know.

"Honey, do you like it?"

A pair of white arms stretched out from behind and hugged Song Mo.Song Mo turned his head, "Where did these come from? Whose warehouse did you rob again?"

"No." Reese rubbed Song Mo's cheeks and neck, like a cat trying to please its owner, "These are the property of the Myers family."

As he spoke, he showed Song Mo the silver ring on his right thumb, "Remember, the Ring of Power, with this, I can already exercise the power of Prince Myers."

"So... you robbed your own warehouse?"

"From now on, it's yours too."

"what?"

"I said," Yinhong lips kissed behind Song Mo's ear, "everything about me is yours, dear."

Song Mo's face was a little red, and he said in a vicious voice: "Nonsense, let go!"

Not only did Reiss not let him go, but he made an inch of it. The hand around Song Mo's waist kept sliding down, slowly brushing against Song Mo's lower abdomen, and continued down...

Following the movement of that hand, Song Mo trembled all over.

Men are prone to impulsiveness in the early morning, so it's strange that they don't respond after being rubbed and rubbed like this.

Song Mo's breathing began to be unsteady, and he leaned back into Reis's arms involuntarily, grabbed Reis's shoulder with his backhand, raised his head, and a suppressed moan overflowed from his lips, Reese lowered his head and kissed and sucked Song Mo's. There were a few bright red marks on the neck.

"Honey," Reese licked the mark left by himself, gently sucked Song Mo's earlobe, and outlined the full shape of the earlobe with his dexterous tongue, "give it to me, okay?"

Song Mo's body was hot, and his mind was a mess. Reese stopped at this moment, and he gritted his teeth with hatred.

"What nonsense, continue!"

Reese smiled, "Yes."

A powerful big hand supported Song Mo's waist, and let him sit on his lap. The instant impact made Song Mo feel a white light flash in front of his eyes, and he couldn't help screaming, but was immediately caught by a hand. Covering his lips, putting his fingers into his mouth, teasing his soft tongue, Song Mo bit down forcefully, without causing any damage to the finger, but almost broke his white teeth.

Song Mo burst into tears, why does he always forget that this guy can't bite, and he is the one who hurts after being bitten.

Reese bit the back of Song Mo's neck, like an emotional beast, the jet-black hair slid across his cheeks, carrying Song Mo's unique breath, which fascinated him.

The gentle movements began to become fierce. Song Mo's hands didn't have any point of strength, and he could only grab Reese's shoulders and arms backwards. After a while, his arms began to feel sore, and his body was like a boat bumping in the waves. , Uncontrollably falling from side to side, his waist became weak, and even his legs began to tremble, and he began to feel inexplicably afraid.

Song Mo grabbed the hand clasped around his waist, "Let me watch you, let me watch you!"

Reese snorted, and the next moment, his eyes changed. Song Mo was laid down on the bed by Reese, and his gaze met those sea-blue eyes, and he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

He hugged Reese's neck, raised his head, and kissed Reese's lips actively.

The enthusiasm continues...

Anne, Song Mo's maid, was not found in the lord's bedroom. She was told by the housekeeper, Old John, to look for Reese's room. When she reached the door, she knocked on the door, but there was no response for a long time.

Several maids holding toilet tools looked at each other, exchanged opinions, and suddenly realized.What else can the lord do in the lover's room?

The housekeeper didn't come, what should they do, keep knocking on the door, or wait here?

Just when the maids were at a loss, the door suddenly opened, and Reese, who simply put on trousers and a shirt, leaned lazily by the door, resting one hand on the door frame, and followed him to bow his head. His long brown hair fell down from his cheeks, his lips were as red as blood, and there was a seductive aura of satiation all over his body, which made all the maids present blush and heartbeat.

It's worthy of being the lover chosen by the lord, it's delicious!

Of course, the maids are only purely appreciative, and will not have any other thoughts about Reese.In the hearts of the Greenlanders, the lord is supreme, and anyone who dares to offend or provoke the lord should be sent to hell!

If you want to find a man, the territory is plentiful.

"What's the matter?"

Reese's voice was a little hoarse, but extremely seductive.

The maid Annie took a step forward and said, "Has the lord got up yet?"

Reese glanced at the toilet utensils and a complete set of clothes held by the maids, and glanced back, "Not yet, he needs to rest."

"Do you need to bring breakfast? The lord can use it when he wakes up."

"No. I'll call you if necessary."

After the words fell, the door closed, and everything in the room was blocked behind the door.

Annie stood silently for a while, and said to the other maids: "Everyone, go to work. I don't think the lord will get up for a while."

"Can……"

"The lord hasn't slept well recently." Annie pointed to the lower eyelids, "Everyone should have seen the dark circles on the lord's face. It's rare to have a good sleep, so let's not bother."

The maids thought for a while and nodded at the same time.

Annie secretly wondered if the housekeeper didn't come with them to wake up the lord as usual, did he have expected the current situation?

Sure enough, ginger is still old and spicy!

Annie, who aspires to become the best head maid in Greland, clenched her fists. There is still a lot to learn, and she must continue to work hard!

Song Mo slept deeply, his forehead was sticky with sweat, which made him a little uncomfortable.He frowned, but didn't wake up.

Reese was leaning against the bed, flipping through a book, seeing Song Mo frowning, and covering Song Mo's forehead with his big hand, a line of black runes slowly flowing on Song Mo's forehead, bringing a cool breath , Song Mo stretched his brows in his sleep, and his breathing became steady.

The brown-haired and blue-eyed demon chuckled, leaned over and kissed Song Mo gently on the cheek, "Honey, sleep well, I will watch over you."

Song Mo didn't leave Reese's room all day.It wasn't until the evening that I was woken up by my roaring stomach. I leaned against the head of the bed and looked at the red clouds in the sky outside the window, only then did I realize how long I had slept.

"It's rare to sleep for so long."

Song Mo put one hand on the back of his neck, shook his neck, the bone made a slight sound, and put a white hand on the back of his hand, "Honey, is it here?"

With the gentle kneading, the neck, which was uncomfortable because of sleeping too long, became relaxed.

"Well, all right."

Song Mo pushed Reese's hand away, and got out of bed, only covered with a sheet, walked to the wardrobe, opened it, and it was empty.

Song Mo was a little dumbfounded.Then he remembered that this was not his room, and looked back at Reese, "Clothes."

Reese leaned against the wall, resting his chin with one hand, and smiled maliciously, "I think it's good that you look like this."

"Good head!"

Song Mo grabbed something casually and threw it towards Reiss. Reese turned his head to avoid it and snapped his fingers. The bed sheet on Song Mo's body suddenly fell to the ground, and the white shirt and black trousers were wrapped around his body. On the body, the collar of the shirt is inlaid with transparent crystals, each of which forms the family crest of the Myers family.

The sleeves are a bit long and tighten at the wrists without looking cumbersome.

Song Mo raised his hand and looked at it. He had never seen the material of the shirt, but it was very comfortable to wear.

"This is a fabric unique to the demons." Reese came over and helped Song Mo fasten the buttons of his shirt, one after another, all inlaid with pearls, "It's just as I thought, it's very suitable for you .”

"Is it unique to the Demon Race?"

"kindness."

Fingertips brushed the Myers family crest on the collar, and a hidden smile flashed in Reese's eyes, and then he took out another sapphire collar button, Song Mo hurriedly pushed him away, "I don't need these things. Summer ,hot."

"There is a small magic circle on it." Reese simply buckled the collar on Song Mo himself, "It can cool down."

Song Mo stopped talking.

After tidying up his clothes, Reese snapped his fingers again. There was no need for Song Mo to move his fingers, and he washed his face and brushed his teeth in one go.A thought suddenly flashed in Song Mo's mind: Rhys Myers, a must for home travel, murder and arson.

He quickly shook his head, what a mess.

Song Mo didn't eat breakfast or lunch, even if he was hungry, he didn't dare to eat too much for dinner.After going down with two bowls of rice, I touched my half-full stomach and put down my chopsticks.

"Aren't you going to eat?"

Reese also likes the taste of rice. He is not used to using chopsticks, he can only use a knife and fork, but his movements are very elegant.Corresponding to the elegant movements, it is an extremely inelegant appetite.

Song Mo had just finished the second bowl, and he had already eaten five bowls of rice.

"Don't eat too much at night."

"Oh." Reese nodded understandingly, and asked the maid to serve him the sixth bowl of rice.

Song Mo: "..."

Take a deep breath, he doesn't compare his appetite with non-humans!

After a whole day's sleep, Song Mo started to deal with the pile of official duties after regaining his energy.Song Mo confiscated the gold and gems in Reese's room into his own treasury. He was almost neurasthenic due to black inflammation recently. Accepting gifts is still such a big gift, and there is pressure.

Heiyan's gemstone can be exchanged for candy wine, Reese's gold letter... with himself? !Even if Reese said that he was given away for nothing, Song Mo couldn't believe it.

The lord is no longer Wuxia Amon, and he knows that one should not be too stupid or naive.

Non-human money cannot be collected casually.

The housekeeper, Old John, sent a pot of tea to Song Mo's study. In the room, Song Mo was working at his desk with great energy.

The report sent back by Harold described the current situation in Cary City in detail. The diehards were all sent back to the King’s Capital of Qisa. There was no bad reaction from this, and the entire city of Cali was already under Harold's control.

Of course, the name of Nelson is still on the surface, but anyone who knows the inside story knows that Cary City has now changed its surname to Greenland.

"Housekeeper, the underground commercial street can start work."

Song Mo put down Harold's report, and said to Old John: "I mentioned it to Rhodes and Garland, and they are also very interested in this proposal."

"Is it still designed and built by goblins and gnomes?"

"En." Song Mo nodded, and then said: "I already have a plan, how to build it, I will talk to them face to face. Rhodes and Garland will contribute. In addition, I also want to talk to Jeris , to see if he is interested."

"Elves?"

"Yes. I shared a piece of cake as big as the elves, and I always want to show it. I have inquired about it. There are not many channels for elves to do business with other races, and the products sold are also limited. In fact, they still have a lot of good things. It’s just that they are used to it and don’t think it’s so strange, but other races will be very interested.”

"Would the elves be interested? They have no shortage of money."

"Who would think that there are too many gold coins in their hands?" Song Mo curled his lips, "If they are so noble, why are they still clinging to the crafts of wine and sugar? It's nothing more than monopolizing and making more money."

"That's true."

"What's more, when Nelson sits on the throne in the future, the land in my hands will be several times that of the current one, and if I cut some meat from old Julian, what I can build is not a commercial street, but an underground commercial city! "

The more Song Mo talked, the more excited he became, "At that time, no matter what race you are, as long as you want to do business and obey the rules, you can come here! The shops along the street can also be rented out for a fee, which is another source of income."

Old John said nothing.

Song Mo was still talking, "Perhaps we should send a message to that big belly dragon, no matter whether he is in heat recently or what, he must be very interested in making money."

Old John: "..."

Just do it when you think about it, Song Mo already had a plan before, and spent another night to perfect the plan, wrote letters to the two dwarves and Hei Yan, and started to look for the traces of Jerry in the territory, he thinks Jerry should not have left Greenland, just hid.As for why he thought so, looking down at the green pattern on the back of his left hand, the lord curled his lips.

Just when Song Mo was in full swing to implement the construction plan of the underground commercial city, Duke Nelson's army finally met King Qisa's pro-army head-on.

Nelson's self-confidence was almost exhausted in this battle.

Seeing that his army was beaten to the ground by the king's army, and howling ghosts and howling wolves, the Duke, who was watching the battle from behind, turned pale.

"How can this happen? How can this happen?!"

The civil servants and representatives of several noble families behind him heard Nelson repeating these words over and over again, and wanted to remind the Duke to think of a way, at least not to annihilate the whole army, but the Duke seemed to be stupid. Can't hear.

In the end, it was an unremarkable civil servant in the team who said something to Nelson to calm down Nelson, "My lord, if you don't think about it, you will have nothing."

"..."

"My lord, let me tell you that you are always welcome in the small black house in Gerryland."

As soon as the civil servant finished speaking, Duke Nelson drew out his long sword as if he had been spat out, roared, and rushed directly to the battlefield with the rear army himself!The rebel army, inspired by the Duke's example, immediately became high-spirited. Although they failed to save the defeat, they did not collapse thousands of miles as the opposing commander thought.

Back in the army, several noble representatives rushed forward one after another, praising the bravery of the Duke, and praised Nelson's behavior today in a letter to the head of the family, which also gave old Josh, old Kame and others a Misconception: Duke Nelson, very brave!The unreliable previous ones were all young people's blood.

In fact, why the Duke of Nelson broke out into such a powerful fighting force, probably, only he himself and the lord in Greland know.

To sum it up in one sentence: My little black house is magnificent, mighty and domineering!