After finishing all this work, Su Lingfeng wiped the dagger clean, put the space ring away, washed his hands and face by the stream, and then walked towards the cabin feeling refreshed.
In the room, Mo Wenchen was still in a "big" shape, lying on the nephrite bed obediently. His hair was messy, his clothes were broken, his chest and neck were covered with bruises and bite marks, and there were also slight...
Swollen and broken lips...
All of this makes people feel as if they have been abused by SM...
How tempting! This picture makes people have the urge to transform into a wolf again!
"Feng'er..." Mo Wenchen heard the sound of Su Lingfeng entering the room, and quickly turned his head and looked at her pitifully: "How long...are you going to tie me up like this?"
Su Lingfeng walked to the bed, sat on the edge, curled the corners of her lips, and asked coolly: "How are you? Have you calmed down?"
"Yeah, calm down." Mo Wenchen nodded repeatedly.
"Oh? Really? So fast?" Su Lingfeng reached out and touched "Little Mo Wenchen" on Mo Wenchen's lower body, raised an eyebrow and said, "Isn't that really soft? You can't do it!"
"..." Mo Wenchen's handsome face darkened, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Little one, do you want to try and see if I can do it?!" As he said this, he wanted to break free from the ropes on his hands and feet.
"You'd better not move~~ What I said before still stands! If you break free of the rope, stay away from me in the future!" Su Lingfeng reminded leisurely.
"..." Mo Wenchen was discouraged and stopped struggling. He stared at Su Lingfeng, wishing to swallow her up immediately, "Bad girl!" She is just a little devil! So bad!
Su Lingfeng held "Little Mo Wenchen" in his hand like a prank and squeezed it loosely and tightly. Soon, "Little Mo Wenchen" became energetic again!
"Ah... Feng'er... move, faster, faster..."
Damn! He’s in high spirits!
"Shut up! Don't scream so lewdly!" Su Lingfeng let go of his hand, stood up, and ignored Mo Wenchen.
"..." Mo Wenchen wanted to cry a little. If he didn't wait for this, he would only light the fire without extinguishing it. How abominable!
Su Lingfeng walked around the room and looked at the small wooden house carefully. The room was not too big and the furnishings were very simple. There was only a bed, a table, a chair, and a bookshelf. They were all made of the same milky white material with glowing colors.
It's soft and shiny, made of something similar to nephrite, and it looks like it should be a set.
What caught Su Lingfeng's attention the most was the shelf full of books on the bookshelf.
Su Lingfeng walked over, took out a book and opened it, but then she frowned and realized that she didn't recognize the words on it.
Put the book in your hand back to its original place, reach out and take out another one, open it, still don't recognize it, put it back, pick it up again, the third one, the fourth one... don't recognize it either!
Su Lingfeng blinked. The bookshelf was full of...waste paper? What a pity...
Mo Wenchen's eyes had been following the movement of Su Lingfeng's figure. Now he saw the expression on her face and guessed the reason. He quickly said as if to show his kindness: "Those books should be in the collection. The ones on them are
The writing should be the writing of the demons. If Feng'er wants to learn it, I can teach you."
Yes, the original owner of this portable space was Mo Wenchen's mother, who was a demon. The books collected here must have written in demon characters.
Su Lingfeng looked at Mo Wenchen, why had she forgotten this half-demon?
But... didn't his mother pass away soon after he was born? Who taught him the demon writing? Are there other demons around him?
"You teach me?" The expression on Su Lingfeng's pretty face seemed to be very interested.
"Yeah, let me teach you." Mo Wenchen nodded repeatedly.
"Oh... I'm not in a hurry to learn. Let's talk about it later." Su Lingfeng suddenly said again.
"..." The corner of Mo Wenchen's mouth twitched, and then he said in a deliberation manner: "Then... Feng'er let me go first, okay?"
Su Lingfeng folded her arms, admiring the spring scenery in front of her, and said lightly: "No, I haven't seen enough."
"..." Mo Wenchen couldn't laugh or cry, and his tone was helpless and ambiguous, "Feng'er wants to see, there will be many opportunities in the future. If we don't go back, they will probably find out..."
Su Lingfeng tilted his head and thought for a moment, and that's right. Although there is no sun or moon in this portable space, it seems that there is no distinction between day and night, but it should be almost dawn outside at this moment. They will never go there again, and there is no need for it.
How long will it take, I guess everyone will be looking for someone everywhere again.
"Okay, today's game is over!" Su Lingfeng said, approaching the nephrite bed, and slowly untied the ropes binding Mo Wenchen's hands and feet.
Mo Wenchen got free, turned over, and pinned Su Lingfeng under him, "Little devil! Little villain! Did you have fun just now?"
"Just like that." Su Lingfeng had already expected that Mo Wenchen would not let her go so easily, so she did not resist, lying under him and looking at him provocatively.
However, Mo Wenchen did not eat her as much as Su Lingfeng thought. He just held her face, kissed her forehead and lips lovingly and affectionately.
He opened his mouth and said in a low and gentle voice: "Although I really want to eat you now, but... I'll let you go this time." After a pause, he said as if talking to himself: "It seems that I have to
I need to marry you back as soon as possible..."
Su Lingfeng rolled her eyes and married Mao! Although she is mentally mature enough, this body is only fourteen years old! She is still underage...
Although girls in this world can find their in-laws at the age of fourteen, Su Lingfeng, a modern earthly soul, is a bit unable to accept this.
"Get up!" Su Lingfeng reached out and pushed Mo Wenchen's chest, gesturing for him to get off her body.
Mo Wenchen sat up and pulled Su Lingfeng up as well.
Su Lingfeng looked at the big tooth mark on Mo Wenchen's hand where she had bitten her before. She frowned, took his hand and asked, "Does it still hurt?" She knew how hard she had bitten that time.
.
When Mo Wenchen heard this, he grinned happily, "Feng'er, are you feeling sorry for me?"
Su Lingfeng rolled her eyes at Mo Wenchen, shook off his hand, and curled her lips, "You deserve the pain!"
"Haha..." Mo Wenchen didn't care at all about Su Lingfeng's change of expression, holding his own hand in silly joy.
Su Lingfeng's lips moved, but she couldn't help but say, "Please give me some medicine."
"No! Not!" Mo Wenchen shook his head and said seriously: "This is Feng'er's tooth mark. I keep it as a souvenir."