Under the shallow halo, Arao's slender and dense eyelashes covered the light near his eyebrows and eyes, and half of Yeli's face appeared in the light.

Her red lips and white teeth flowed lightly in the thin smoke and haze, and she turned out to be like a girl.

"Ning Feiyan can stamp you a seal, I can stamp you a hundred or a thousand.

I can remove the traces she left on you, but she is not qualified and dare not wash away the marks I left on you."

When she said this, she smiled on her face, her voice was very light, but her eyes seemed to be filled with stagnant water.

Looking at Bailian's angry look, she was not as happy as she smiled on her face.

The pain in his waist gradually faded away, and the strong numbness and pain dissipated for a few minutes. Only then did Bailian realize the pain in his heart and mouth.

He stopped struggling and looked down at the skin that originally had Ning Feiyan's name hidden had been torn off and disappeared, forming a light layer of blood scab.

He had been sleeping for a long time, and in common sense, his corpse demon body should not have the scab left.

It seems that the female demon king intentionally left the pain to him.

Bailian didn't know if this was a warning or a lesson, so he turned cold: "Let me go."

Arao didn't say anything.

Bailian looked at the dense red seals on his body and saw that these were just ordinary seals and oil paints, which were not difficult to clean.

But now he is trapped on the Demon Lord's embroidered bed. If she doesn't let him go, the traces of this body cannot be wiped off at all.

Ning Feiyan fell in his heart, which was the romantic interest between men and women.

And the meaning of A Rao leaving these traces on him so strongly and rudely has changed completely.

This is undoubtedly a declaration of its sovereignty.

It's like a night wolf leaving traces of its own beast claws on its territory.

It's really unpleasant!

Bailian said coldly: "You have captured me here, except to waste time, and there is no meaning."

Arao took a pot of wine hidden in the bedside, nipped open the red cloth seal with her mouth, and poured the wine into Bailian's mouth without saying a word.

Bailian subconsciously pressed his mouth tightly, leaned his head to avoid it, and the next moment he was burned by a hard object in his chest.

It was Arao who let go of Mengsheng Yanluo in her hand and smashed Bailian's body.

Three slender and soft fingers steadily pinched Bailian's cheeks, forced his head to straighten, forcing him to open his mouth, and a stream of cold drink was poured in.

"Um...um..."

Bailian choked and was forced to swallow several big mouthfuls. The warm and strong smell of alcohol in his mouth made him feel familiar.

Isn’t this the fairy wine that Qingxuan, the female official of Sixi, took out the banquet for guests during the night banquet in Xianling City?

She is a great Demon Lord, but her ability is really great. She hid all the fairy wine on Kunlun Mountain into the Demon Realm.

As a corpse demon, Bailian has no sense of taste, and he is also difficult to digest the food of ordinary humans.

But the wine poured into my mouth this time was produced in Kunlun, and the wine poured in one mouthful of mouth was extremely devastating.

He struggled and turned his head, half of the wine was poured into his abdomen, and the other half was spilled along his cheeks and neck to wet her thighs and bed.

A jar of wine soon became empty. A Rao let go of his chin and took the Mengsheng Yanluo that fell between his chest again.

"Cough cough cough cough cough...cough cough!!" Bailian choked and choked, and his pale and wet face soon turned red with alcohol.

A Rao looked at his embarrassed look with a smile, and stretched out his hand with a cold look to touch his red cheek: "Even if it doesn't make sense to catch you here, I can do something meaningful."

Bailian's chest made a heavy cough sound, but his body was still unable to move.

He looked at the Demon King coldly, avoided her fingers, opened his mouth and sprayed all the wine that he had not swallowed on her face like rain.

A Rao's eyes sank, but he was not angry.

The clear wine slowly sagged along her dark eye feathers, and her wet look was even more embarrassed than Bailian.

But she licked the wine on her lips without any concern and continued to smile:

"After all, in Xianling City that day, Ning Feiyan only took advantage of your drunken loophole. If it weren't for this, with your temperament, it would never be possible to like a woman like her."

Bailian turned his head, although he didn't want to pay attention to her.

But if he really had to make assumptions, if there were no such days of work, he would not have been deeply involved with Ning Feiyan.

But in this world, assumptions can only be hypotheses and never become reality.

"You are just pitying her for the first time. Out of responsibility, you cannot let her go without any hesitation.

If you let me take advantage of the situation and go in, does this mean that you will put me in here?"

A Rao's eyes were as if they were bitter and bitter, and his slender fingertips focused on the scars in his heart, and he sneered repeatedly.

Baili An was shocked. Before he could recover, a warm and cool palm had already passed through the thick beast fluff blanket and landed on his waist.

Bailian was startled by her sudden behavior, and his stubborn head hit her thigh. He opened his eyes wide open, and he was particularly angry: "Take your hand away!"

A Rao only replied coldly to Bailian's anger: "Dream!"

Bailian tightened his muscles, his handsome face turned red, and his pupils trembled violently, "Are you so shameless, you, the devil king of the world? I am not your male favorite, let go!"

A Rao sneered, and at Baili's angry scolding, she pulled the blanket open, bent it slightly between her legs, and stretched Baili's lying down to half of her seat.

The eye-catching words "Rao" on the body are like poisonous needles piercing deeply into Baili's heart.

Almost no inch of her skin had a gap, and she didn't even let go of her waist and belly, covered with red "Rao".

The red and enchanting words reflect the cold skin, which looks like an alternative beauty.

But in this world, who can tolerate such humiliation?

Bailian's blood was churning violently. He just took a look and quickly looked away, looking at A Rao as if he wanted to eat people: "You are shameless! You are so good!"

In his future life before A Rao was reborn, he has played many jokes with his master.

If you think about it carefully, this is still the first time he has ever experienced in his life.

She looked at Bailian's angry look with interest, and for a moment, she felt deeply nostalgic.

Although he spent all day and night with his master, he would kick her with red eyes every day, and he had seen her with a good face for a while, making her particularly angry.

But later, Master and the old woman with different appearances on Kunlun Mountain joined forces to take her demon world lair, and then died in the long sea.

At that time, she felt that the days of hatred between them were particularly cherished and precious to her.

She looked at Bailian's angry and hated face deeply and couldn't help but smile: "I have always been a fair person. Since I want to stamp you, I must not neglect anything."

She commented as if she admired some jade artifacts: "Although Ning Feiyan was rarely generous, she was willing to use the original spiritual power of the succubus to nourish your body, and the dead body of the corpse demon should not have grown any longer.

But you have indeed grown a lot taller in the past few days of being in the Demon Realm, but compared to the person I once liked, you can only be regarded as a little guy with a stinky breast."

Bailian rushes back blood into his throat, and he is so angry: "Then go find your sweetheart, don't mess with me!"

A Rao looked at him meaningfully and smiled, "Why don't you know that you won't become my sweetheart when you grow up?"

The female Demon King said so many times in daily life. Bailian could see how angry, cold, dark, and bloody crazy she was suppressing under her slight and lazy smile.

Now she has been sleeping with him in the same bed. After several teasings and teasings, she has lost her patience when she sees him always looking listless and sluggish.

He pinched and rubbed his fingers on his cheeks, which were stained with alcohol, and looked at Bailian coldly: "You are not interested in me at all?"

That day in the bathtub, Ning Feiyan could not extricate himself after seducing him a little.

Today she served her carefully, but she didn't even want to look at her.

I don’t know what kind of magic weapon the silk rope was made of, but it actually suppressed Bailian’s corpse demon physique tightly.

He struggled around and said angrily: "Even if you use this method to fill me with seals, I can't like you!"

As selfish as you! A selfish person! A sinister and cunning woman, I will never like you in my life! It is even more impossible to have any connection with you! If I escape from trouble in the future, even if I use a knife to remove my flesh, I will have to wash away this trace of my body!"

Ning Feiyan had known him for only a few months, and he left such a small handwriting on him, as if he had taken it as a treasure, without even scratching the pen marks.

She covered him with a full body, but she would rather turn the blade than break the connection with her.

Nothing said could hurt her heart even more. It was like a red-burning knife, stabbing blood and convulsing.

"Okay! OK! Very good!" The female demon king's dark eyes were full of hostility, and his eyes became redder and more vigorous.

He is the only one in the world who can please her.

And at the same time, he is the only one who can easily touch her wounded and cracked scales!

Longsheng's anger did not occur. The next moment, she strangely calmed down her emotions.

A Rao leaned lazily between the railing, gently held the jade smoke pole, and took a deep breath of Mengsheng smoke. The white jade on the pipe gradually burned into a wisp of orange-red spark as she sucked it.

Even in such a strange atmosphere, the smoke from the misty breathed blurred her vision, making her look like a romantic woman in an ancient ink painting, with the charming charm that made her fallen into no reason.

She said: "You are willing to give up your good skin. If you want to clean it, I can't stop you, but..."

She bent her fingers and gently flicked her head. She showed a strange smile: "Some things can be used to mark bone marrow, but it is difficult to remove them. I am very much looking forward to it. Ning Feiyan's expression when she saw me leaving a mark on you."

Arao's eyes were like a piece of ice, falling straight into Baili's limbs and bones. Baili's touch with his eyes, and he felt frightened and thrilled without warning.

It was like instinctively detecting danger, and the numb chill quickly spread to the back of his neck: "You..."
To be continued...