On the gorgeous big bed, the current demon king Seinsti stared at his new subordinate, Tongue Demon, with deep eyes.
The Tongue Demon was also watching her, but his eyes were not presumptuous.
Ringer paid special attention to the double horns on the top of her head, which are as exquisite as a work of art. The length is not surprising, about 18 centimeters, which looks mysterious and elegant.
"Master Demon King, this is the wine I made for you, called Soul Control."
Ringer took out the prepared cup of soul control from the ring, bowed slightly, and offered it with both hands.
The tempting aroma of wine immediately scattered, the devil king opened his lips slightly, stuck out his tongue, and licked his lips.
"Present."
The noble and cold voice sounded in Ringer's mind again, as if he rejected people thousands of miles away.
Linger looked down at the ground, and approached the big bed cautiously, the alluring fragrance became more and more intense.
It's not the smell of wine, but the smell from the Demon King.
When his peripheral vision came across a touch of snow-white skin, he immediately stopped and took a deep breath.
With a light touch in his hand, the wine glass fell into the slender and white palm of the Demon King.
The devil's face was close to the wine glass, he sniffed lightly, narrowed his eyes, showing an intoxicated expression.
Then he opened his mouth and sucked out a wisp of wine from the cup.
"Oh!"
Ringer raised his head in surprise, and saw that the devil's face was blushing, with a look of enjoyment on his face.
Did the Lord Demon King make a strange noise just now?
He wasn't quite sure.
The Demon King opened his eyes, which were moist, full of longing and surprise.
When she opened her lips again, Linger clearly saw that the tip of her pink tongue was moving quickly between her lips, as if calling for something.
Another wisp of crystal clear wine flew up from the cup and fell into the devil's alluring mouth.
"ah."
This time Ringe heard it clearly, it was indeed the voice coming from the mouth of the Demon King, a soft, slender, and childish voice.
On the gorgeous big bed, the Demon King writhed uneasily, his skin turned pink, just like the wine in the cup.
"Um!"
"oh!"
"Alas!"
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As wisps of wine entered the mouth one after another, the Demon King rolled over continuously, making strange noises from his mouth.
With the violent body movements of the devil king, the scenery is infinitely beautiful for a while, full of charms and singing.
Linger stood by the bed, a little embarrassed.
During the tumbling, a drop of wine accidentally fell on the shoulder, and the crystal clear wine slid down the fragrant shoulder.
The devil raised his slender arms, tilted his head slightly, touched the drop of wine with the tip of his tongue, and licked up along the crystal trace.
Such a delicious thing should not be wasted.
When the glass was finished, the Demon King lay down on the bed lazily, with the empty wine glass on his chest, his face full of unfulfilled desires.
At this moment, Ringer realized something was wrong.
Some kind of change seems to be taking place in the Demon King's body.
Her amazing bust seems to be shrinking, no, not just her bust, her whole body is shrinking.
Soon, the astonishing ups and downs of her body disappeared completely, and her body changed from an "S" to an "O". Her chest, waist and abdomen were integrated into one, like a boiled egg with its shell peeled off.
The slender limbs also became short and round, reminding Ringo of a well-known brand of ham.
The devil woke up, patted Weiyuan's belly, and exclaimed when he found his body changed.
"Yeah, bad, too relaxed."
The voice was immature and panicked, completely different from the mature and cold voice of Yujie Fan that sounded in Ringer's mind.
She turned over, sat up from the bed, and looked down at her body.
The roundness is gone, the big cushion is gone, the waist has become thicker, the legs have become shorter, the sexiness and maturity are gone, and only the short figure is left, like a cute porcelain doll.
Linger stared at the devil on the bed in surprise, wondering if this is the real face of the devil?
The Demon King suddenly jumped up from the pile of clothes, naked, like a ham sausage with its wrapper torn off.
"You found out your true colors, so you had no choice but to kill them." She stretched out a pair of short hands, shaking them constantly, gesticulating something.
Linger straightened his back, opened his eyes wide, and looked at the demon king with his teeth and claws, feeling threatened by kindergarten children.
Maybe it was because of the Demon King's appearance at this time, he didn't feel the slightest fear or pressure, just felt incredible.
This is the legendary king of the underground, the source of evil, the lord of demons, the terrifying existence that commands demons and undead?
"Hey, why are you not afraid of me at all?"
Ringer's reaction was too flat, which disappointed the Demon King. With one hand on his hip, the other pointed to his nose to question.
Ringer subconsciously said:
"Because you... are so cute?"
"Don't call me cute!"
The demon king seemed to be poked in a sore foot, instantly annoyed, jumped up suddenly, and hit Ringer's nose with a right hook that was caught off guard.
Ringer was overturned on the bed, clutching his nose, feeling that his nose was crooked, the tip of his nose was sore, and two streams of heat flowed out of his nostrils.
The devil raised his little foot again and stepped on his head.
"Remember to me that I am the great king of the underground, the source of evil, the lord of demons, and the lord of the undead. As a subordinate, you must always have full respect.
The description of 'cute' is the greatest insult to my strength and evil, let me hear this word popping out of your mouth again, it will not be good for you. "
After stepping on Ringer's face a few more times, Demon King Sai Yin withdrew his short legs.
"For the sake of the good wine you offered today, I will spare you this time. If you do it again next time, I will let you know what cruelty is~www.mtlnovel.com~ Ringer sat up, his brain still buzzing of.
The Demon King's feet were soft, so it didn't hurt him, but the uppercut just now was not a joke, it hit his nose, and it was almost impossible to knock it off.
"Thank you, Lord Demon King."
The arrogant voice of Lord Demon King came from Ringer's ear again.
"Uh, thank you..." Ringer shook his head, barely regaining consciousness, "Thank you, Lord Demon King, for your forgiveness."
"Also, if you dare to reveal my real body, I'll take your skin off." Saiyin threatened Linge, waving his fist the size of a bun.
"Please rest assured, Lord Demon King, I will keep this secret and never tell anyone."
Sain nodded in satisfaction, and kicked Ringer off the bed.
"Master Demon King, if there is nothing else, I will leave." Linge rubbed the waist kicked by the Demon King, preparing to leave.
"Don't go."
The devil jumped up again, grabbed Ringer by the collar, and pulled him onto the bed.
Her petite body contained great strength, and the tall Ringer had no power to resist in front of her.
"I let you go before you can go."
Although he knew she was the Demon King, Ringe was still in a mess when he was suppressed by the collar of a little girl, and the corners of his mouth twitched and he asked, "May I ask what else you want from Lord Demon King?"
The Demon King let go and took out a bottle of wine from under the messy quilt.
Linger looked at the bottle of wine and felt a little familiar.
The Demon King continued to **** in the hill-like quilt, taking out bottle after bottle of wine.
Looking at these familiar wines, Ringer finally remembered.
Aren't these just the few bottles of wine that the devil asked him to concoct on the spot at the meeting yesterday?