Ruan Qiuqiu's voice was not loud, but it was clear enough. Standing in front of the silly wolf, she saw Yuan Jue's long eyelashes covered with sparkling water droplets, and felt that her eye sockets were a little sore.
Seeing that the dear Mr. Demon King hadn't moved, Ruan Qiuqiu quickly blinked his eyes twice to ease the sour emotions, stretched out his arm that was not very strong, and carefully touched Yuan Jue's arm.
She lowered her head slightly, and could clearly see the newly born left leg under the tattered red robe on the wolf's body—
The stump has grown, and the robe is obviously much shorter. Yuan Moulang has two long legs on the edge, and he doesn't wear shoes, and his big feet are stepping on the snow, and it doesn't seem to be cold at all.
It wasn't until Ruan Qiuqiu couldn't help calling him again that Yuan Jue seemed to realize something. The sparkling water droplets in the corners of his eyes not only did not tend to decrease, but instead became more intense.
He seemed to have just regained his senses, a pair of blood pupils stared at Ruan Qiuqiu tightly, and he stretched out his blood-stained hand more carefully than her, and moved it little by little to the side of her face.
Yuan Jue's dry voice came, the voice was choked, and it seemed to be painful. He whispered her name, softly and sternly, as if he was afraid that if he was a little louder, Ruan Qiuqiu would disappear.
Ruan Qiuqiu raised his head to look at him through the gradually falling snowflakes, and simply pressed a little to the side, and shyly rubbed his cheek lightly against his palm.
His palm was very cold, and it had an unpleasant smell of blood, but Ruan Qiuqiu didn't care. With a bit of a sour smile, he looked up at the wolf as if he had been scalded suddenly, and his whole body was light. Shaking lightly.
Yuan Jue's thin lips trembled slightly, and she was speechless for a long time.
He frantically restrained the urge to melt Ruan Qiuqiu into his bones and blood, shaking his hands, gently stroked her cheeks little by little, and his rough fingers slipped down to her lips.
She looked at the blood on his fingertips obsessively again, and her slightly pale lips were dyed a little red.
His heart was beating violently, and Yuan Jue felt that he had really changed. Seeing his blood stained the little lady's lips, he actually felt that his blood was congested, and he was extremely excited.
It was as if, as long as she got his blood, she would stay by his side forever and ever.
There is always only him in the eyes.
As soon as this thought appeared, Yuan Jue seemed to suddenly react to something, with a deep struggle buried in his eyes, his palm fell, and clasped Ruan Qiuqiu's wrist.
He stared at the bloody wolf ears that he had carved on her wrist before, like a brand, his eyes dimmed, he couldn't help raising her wrist, and just kissed her directly.
The cold and soft lips fell on the sensitive wrist. Ruan Qiuqiu widened her eyes in surprise. Before she could react, she felt that something sharp was sticking to her skin.
"!"
Familiar and unfamiliar feeling after too long, came along the wrist, Ruan Qiuqiu's already weak legs and feet instantly softened, she was a little unsteady, and her ears seemed to be kissed by the crimson Caixia, which spread rapidly. A layer of red-
Yuan Jue bites her!
Ruan Qiuqiu felt a little dizzy in his head:
Don't they all say that when they meet again after a long absence, they can't help kissing each other deeply and hugging each other tightly
Why, why is this wolf's first reaction is to shed tears, and the second reaction is to bite
It stands to reason that the big bad wolf, no, Mr. Xingyue wolf, is now the wolf that has become the big devil. After so long as a wolf, although it still looks like a wolf cub now, the years and time have settled down for so long. , didn't he learn a little bit of that knowledge
Ruan Qiuqiu stood precariously, feeling that Yuan Jue bit her lightly and was not satisfied, and even licked her wrist lightly, staring at her with a pair of long and narrow eyes, his eyes were deep Darkness and love, long eyelashes and light hooks, are very sultry.
Ruan Qiuqiu opened his lips to such a gaze, but couldn't say anything.
She only felt that the wolf was not without progress, as if it had become, became more flirtatious than before.
In front of those strange feelings, Ruan Qiuqiu only felt that his vision became blurred, and through the snowflakes, he could barely see Yuanjue's face.
"lady."
Yuan Jue finally found her own voice, called her hoarsely, took a half step forward, stretched out her long arms, and wrapped her red-cheeked little wife in her arms.
He tightly bound Ruan Qiuqiu's waist, hugging her little by little.
Be careful, restrained, gentle.
The pride and brutality that belonged to the Demon King were completely forgotten by Yuan Jue at this moment. He was full of eyes, and the whole world was only Ruan Qiuqiu.
Lost and found, as if a miracle had come.
Ruan Qiuqiu didn't falter, leaned lightly on his shoulders, and grabbed the clothes on Yuan Jue's back with both hands to stabilize his posture—
Having experienced everything in the Awakening World, she is already a person who has died once. Although she will still feel shy in the face of the wolf she loves deeply, she will not refuse.
She even felt that Yuan Jue was too gentle and her movements were swaying, as if she were something fragile.
In fact, the young wife, who is still very weak, is really vulnerable to a wolf in Yuan who has mastered the power of the entire demon world.
The lost shadow is so terrifying that even if she has controlled her strength well, she is still afraid of accidentally hurting her.
There was desire in his eyes, but he only restrained and kissed her sideburns again and again.
Ruan Qiuqiu felt the warm wind blowing in her ears, making her shiver and her sensitivity was beyond words.
But the wolf hugged her quietly. After Ruan Qiuqiu gradually got used to it, he leaned on him and listened to Yuan Jue's heartbeat, and became sleepy in a few seconds.
Her newly recovered body was still a little uncomfortable, and she gently tugged at the hem of his clothes, "... a little sleepy, go home?"
Yuan Jue's muscles tensed for a moment, and then he showed a satisfied smile, with a rustling voice, "Yeah."
Ruan Qiuqiu thought that he would let him go, and then let her hold her, walking back on the snow all the way romantically.
But the Xingyue Wolf, who had already become the Great Demon King, didn't know where there was a problem, so he didn't give her a chance to hold him, but just hugged her horizontally.
"… what!"
Ruan Qiuqiu didn't expect that he would suddenly hug the princess, her legs and waist were gently brushed, and she was more sensitive and made some bad noises out of control for a while.
"cough."
Not far away, Yuechen, who was standing at the intersection of the two worlds, and the thousands of Forbidden Treasure Mountain elites who were in ambush didn't know who couldn't hold back, and suddenly coughed violently, as if they wanted to show their negligible sense of existence.
Ruan Qiuqiu's ears were still very good, and he heard it immediately, and now he was even more embarrassed. The tips of his ears were red, and he simply buried his face on the side of a wolf's neck like an ostrich.
Yuan Jue was also a little shy. Although he didn't care what other monsters thought of him, nor did he care about any creatures except Ruan Qiuqiu, he was still reluctant to be seen by the creatures next to him when he was intimate with his wife.
The crook of the arm was the soft and peculiar touch near Ruan Qiuqiu's knees, something he had never felt when Ruan Qiuqiu was awake...
There was a layer of blush on the handsome cheeks, Yuan Jue pursed her lips, and glanced at the monsters behind her, a lot of blood-colored butterfly wings suddenly floated around her body, and quickly circled around him and him. Ruan Qiuqiu was completely covered.
Because he was too surprised by the completely different style of the Demon King before and after, Yuechen accidentally coughed: "..." Isn't his throat a little itchy
Really not on purpose.
But Demon King Yuan didn't pay attention to this. The blood butterflies were all over the sky. When all the monsters came back to their senses, Mr. Big Demon King, who was in the center of the eyes of all the monsters, had already disappeared with Ruan Qiuqiu in his arms. I don't know if he was back. The Demon World has returned to the "home" of the Winter Bear tribe.