After finishing eating a whole chicken outside, Jian Lin happily took the Demon King back to his room.

When he was in the demon world, the Demon Lord lived in the same room as a matter of course in order to keep an eye on Jian Lin. Now the relationship between the two has changed and is not as tense as before, but the two of them tacitly understood each other and did not mention living separately.

Jian Lin didn't care. They didn't avoid suspicion when they first met, and they were used to it now, so there was no need to mention it specifically.

As for why the Demon Lord didn't mention it, Jian Lin gave him a thoughtful look and felt that the reason here was very subtle.

The Demon Lord was sitting on a chair at this time, reading the news by candlelight. Normally, Jian Lin would wisely avoid it at such times, but today she did not, and she even got worse, leaning against the table to pour him tea.

Her gaze was scorching, and it was difficult for the Demon Lord to ignore it. He put down the message in his hand, raised his eyes to look at her, and urged ruthlessly, "If you have anything to do, just say it directly, there is no need to beat around the bush."

Jian Lin raised his eyebrows, smiled brightly, and secretly glanced at her, "Lord Chongyuan, you have to know that some things have to be detoured."

The Demon Lord is not stupid, he immediately understood Jian Lin's hint, but he didn't understand, "What aroused you? Do you have to make a detour tonight?"

What stimulated her? Of course, she was stimulated by the duplicity of this bitch man. He said she was a fool, and her heart rate increased rapidly. She had to cure this bad habit of his tonight.

Jian Lin put her hand on the man's shoulder and slid her fingertips slowly, "I'm in a good mood. I solved life problems for my senior brother and sister. I'm under a lot of pressure. I'm going to fool them tomorrow, so I need Master Chongyuan to give me some benefits."

The Demon Lord remained motionless, letting Jian Lin pinch his earlobe and sighed helplessly, "You are so shameless."

Oh! Who is shameless? Who is attracted to her every day?

Thinking of this, Jian Lin's heart skipped a beat, turned around and sat directly in the Demon Lord's arms, saying proudly, "If you know shame, then push me away!"

With the warm and fragrant nephrite in his arms, waves gradually surged in the deep eyes of the Demon Lord. He asked himself, he liked her a little bit and there was no reason to push her away.

With her big hands on her lower back, Jian Lin only wore a simple white uniform today in order to facilitate her cross-dressing. The clothes were light and thin, and the heat from the man's palms made her feel like she had been burned.

Their eyes met, and the ambiguous feeling burned instantly.

Jian Lin couldn't control himself, swallowed nervously, slowly stretched out his hand, along the angle of the strong mandible, and touched the Demon Lord's handsome and strong face.

Needless to say, the dog man is so handsome, it’s really enjoyable to get up close and personal with him.

"Lord Chongyuan," Jian Lin's eyes were full of fascination, "do you know that your face can deceive the hearts of many women?"

"I know," the Demon Lord is a narcissist with capital letters. He is handsome, self-aware, and proud of himself. "Unfortunately, I am too lazy to lie, so I can only let you succeed."

Jian Lin bit her lip and couldn't help but want to laugh. She lowered her head and leaned closer. Without kissing her, she raised her eyes and looked deeply into the Demon Lord's eyes. She lowered her voice and asked, "Lord Chongyuan, do you like me?"

The Demon Lord chuckled lightly and replied to her casually and in a particularly scumbag-like manner, "I don't think this matter is important."

Even if the dog man dies, his mouth will still be strong.

This time, Jian Lin was really angry. She leaned forward and pressed down, biting the Demon Lord's lips hard, and at the same time, her hands began to act recklessly.

She had never been so bold and direct. She simply used the courage she had accumulated for two lifetimes and scared the devil.

He leaned back, put one hand on Jian Lin's shoulder, and said intermittently, "What...what are you doing? Stop...don't force me..."

Jian Lin ignored him and only answered him with stronger actions until she got the answer she wanted.

She suddenly retracted her hand, stood up and took two steps back, and said proudly, "Lord Chongyuan, I know, you don't admit it with your mouth, but you are very honest with your body. It seems that you like me very much."

The Demon Lord's hair was messy, his clothes were disheveled, and there were two clusters of fire in his eyes. He looked like he wanted to kill someone.

"You... are so brave."

Jian Lin was fearless, walked over and got closer, and said without fear,

"Lord Chongyuan, you can come back with revenge. You will do to me what I did to you."

The Demon Lord laughed angrily and replied through gritted teeth, "I won't be as nasty as you."

Jian Lin wanted to die laughing, so she lay back on the bed in a good mood, put on a seductive pose, and said arrogantly, "It doesn't matter if it's obscene or not, it's not me who feels uncomfortable anyway."

The Demon Lord turned his head away from her, awkwardly changed his posture, closed his eyes and began to meditate to calm down.

Jian Lin laughed sullenly for a long time before calming down, turned over and turned his back to the Demon Lord, and took out a bamboo tube from the Qiankun bag, which was the twin tube used to convey messages to Xie Jin.

It had been a long time, but she still hadn't forgotten the unscrupulous agreement she made with Xie Jin. If she was sure that the demon king was in good health, Xie Jin would tell her the gossip about the demon king's ex-girlfriend.

She spread the paper on the bedside table and wrote the message in a messy manner, trying to be as brief as possible. After writing it quickly, she immediately sent the message to Xie Jin and couldn't wait for a reply.

It didn't take more than a minute for Xie Jin to reply. The bamboo pipe made a soft bang, which was particularly harsh in the quiet bedroom.

"Who are you conveying news to?" The Demon Lord's eerie voice sounded.

Jian Lin carried the twin tube behind his back and smiled timidly, "You know my cultivation level is not high, so I can only pass this twin tube on to one specific person."

The Demon Lord stood beside the bed, stretched out his hand, and said forcefully, "Hand it over, I suspect you are going to betray me, let me check it."

Given Xie Jin's temperament, Jian Lin can imagine that he will say a lot of tiger and wolf words.

If she really wanted to show him, in the eyes of the Demon Lord, she might have committed a crime more serious than betrayal.

That night, she was running away from him, and there was no moment of peace.

The two of them secretly competed, and as soon as it got light, they took the initiative to call a truce, packed up their things, and went to another inn to wait for Wen Mingyuan to take Lin Zhi down the mountain.

While waiting, the Demon Lord laid out a cinnabar array in the inn room. The bright red cinnabar outlined complex spells. On top of the array, two square tables were placed. After a while, Lin Zhi lay here, and the Demon Lord repaired the golden elixir for her with his own hands.

Jian Lin leaned aside and watched the demon lord concentrate on setting up the formation. He said with great admiration, "Master Chongyuan, you are so powerful. You can do everything. There is nothing in this world that can stump you."

The Demon Lord put away the cinnabar and glanced at Jian Lin coldly, obviously still angry, "Don't talk to me, I haven't forgiven you yet."

Jian Lin was laughing in her heart. Who would have thought that in the eyes of outsiders, a decisive and invincible villain would use a cold war to make others angry.

It's so childish, a trick that only elementary school students would use.

Seeing that the Demon Lord was still busy, Jian Lin did not tease him and obediently walked to the window to see if Wen Mingyuan was seen on the street.

Unexpectedly, as soon as the window was opened, a breeze came, and by the time Jian Lin realized something was wrong, it was already too late.

She closed the window and turned around to face the Demon Lord's livid face and the chaotic magic circle at his feet.

Jian Lin's knees felt weak, and she wanted to find a place to hide in guilt, and weakly defended, "I didn't mean it."

Oh, who believes it?

Since the battle last night, the relationship between the two has become more and more subtle. There is ambiguity in anger, and confrontation in ambiguity. Each one thinks that he is right, and both want the other to bow his head.

Jian Lin is willing to put down her posture to coax people, but she has her own bottom line, that is, she will never reveal the conversation between her and Xie Jin.

The Demon Lord only had one request: if he didn't see the news, he would never let Jian Lin go.

The two had different opinions and had minor quarrels, but they did not delay the business.

Jian Lin stared at the figure of the Demon Lord and gradually fell into deep thought. Should I say it or not, this dog man had a huge advantage. He could discuss matters as they happened, and he was very comfortable getting along with him.

If you are choosing a husband, this is a huge plus.

Although Jian Lin has never been in love, he has often watched the love dramas of his girlfriends. Men who are emotionally unstable and like to go crazy and dig up old scores are terrible.

The Demon Lord worked hard to set up the formation again. When he turned around, he happened to see Jian Lin looking at him affectionately.

Those eyes must be so sweet and sweet, but it's a pity that the Demon Lord doesn't appreciate it. He interrupted coldly, "Don't let me do it. I want to save your senior sister. Please put the table in the right position. Let me tell you in advance, if

If you damage my magic circle again, I will never do it a third time. I do what I say, and I am not joking."

Jian Lin perked up, responded quickly, and moved the table carefully.

It wasn't until she started to do it that she realized how difficult it was. The table legs had to be embedded into the magic formation exactly. Jian Lin didn't dare to be careless, for fear that changing the formation a little would affect Lin Zhi's process of repairing the golden elixir.

She held her breath, concentrated on it, and carefully aimed at the four points to fall.

The Demon Lord suddenly coughed loudly. Jian Lin shook his hands, raised his eyes and looked at the dog man, secretly poking at him.

"Lord Chongyuan, you are busy with business, don't scare me." Jian Lin said sincerely.

"I just coughed casually. If you are even disturbed by this, then don't expect any big breakthroughs in the future," Demon Lord said seriously, "I'm helping you practice, you're welcome."

Jian Lin couldn't refute, so she could only lower the table slowly and accurately under the threat of the demon king. After she succeeded, she realized that a layer of cold sweat broke out on her back, all because of nervousness.

"Actually, there is something I forgot to tell you," Demon Lord said with a smile in his eyes, "As long as the connecting line is not broken, it will not affect the magic circle at all, you can just leave it as you like."

Hearing this, Jian Lin had a heart attack. Why was she so serious and cautious just now?

This dog man is so disgusting!

It would be too torture for her to take back her words about asking him to be her husband.

Jian Lin quickly set up another table. She was afraid that her senior sister would be uncomfortable lying down, so she specially laid out a cushion and put down a soft pillow.

After waiting for a long time, until noon passed, Wen Mingyuan was still nowhere to be seen.

Jian Lin felt uneasy and went out to wait downstairs. As time passed and the sun set, she realized the seriousness of the problem.

She turned around and ran upstairs quickly to find the Demon Lord, who happened to come down from the stairs.
Chapter completed!