"I don't want to disappoint you. You want to give me a surprise. Why shouldn't I?"
"I love you. Because I love you, I can't stand your distrust, and I react so strongly. I want to drag you to die together."
"As for kissing that little cock just to annoy you, why did you misunderstand me so much?"
Seeing that Zhan Tianang's expression remained unchanged, Yu Qingyu propped himself up and crawled towards him.
After a while, I finally crawled to his bedside, but I couldn't even raise my hand, so I had to rub him with my corner, "Xiao Zhan Zhan, don't be angry, okay? You see, I have lost all my demonic power, and I can't even look like a human being." If I can’t keep it, I’m not angry either!”
"You also know that for a monster, a body of monster power is more important than life. Some monsters would rather lose their life than lose their power. This is the dignity of a monster. This is what they have obtained after thousands of years of cultivation. If they lose it, I would rather die, I am also a demon!"
Zhan Tianang still didn't speak, no one knew what he was thinking.
Yu Qingyu rubbed his horn against him again, "When I came here, I heard from the imperial doctor that your body will recover after two or three months, but you are missing an arm."
"Look how well we match. You lack a hand, and I lose all my demonic power. The two cripples just make a good pair? Are you happy?"
Zhan Tianang: "..." So he has to thank him for becoming like this? Why is he so painful
"Hey, hey, say something! I've explained everything clearly, so please forgive me. If you still don't trust me, you just keep locking me up like this. Anyway, I lost all my demon power this time, and I can't raise my hand." Difficult, definitely can’t run.”
"Lu Qingyu, do you believe what you say?" Zhan Tianang asked calmly, suppressing his violent mood.
Yu Qingyu was startled, and said with a smile: "Believe me, what I'm saying is the truth."
Zhan Tianang stretched out his finger and pointed at Yu Qingyu's head. After a while, his teeth "creaked" and said, "Lu Qingyu, how can you be so shameless?"
Yu Qingyu opened his mouth and put the finger pointing at him in his mouth, tightly wrapping his lips, circling his tongue lightly, looking at him with a pair of watery black round eyes.
Zhan Tianang was stunned for a moment, and when he realized it, he withdrew his hand back.
Yu Qingyu was not willing to let it go, he sucked it tightly, and was finally pulled out by Zhan Tianang with a "boo".
The atmosphere was a little awkward for a while, of course, this was for Zhan Tianang, Yu Qingyu didn't feel shy at all about flirting with his own man, and licked his lips with an unsatisfied expression.
Zhan Tianang's face turned red, some evil images flashed through his mind, and his blood rushed straight to his stomach.
"Prince doctor! Call me doctor!" The emperor on the couch suddenly yelled, with a thin layer of sweat on his face.
Yu Qingyu also crawled forward, trying to raise his hand to touch the emperor, "What's wrong with you? Did the wound burst open? Didn't you say that resting will make you heal?"
Enduring the inhuman pain, Zhan Tianang gave Yu Qingyu a hard look.
The imperial physicians rested in the side hall, and when they heard the emperor's voice, they rushed over immediately.
Yu Qingyu was pushed aside by the imperial physicians who rushed over, and looked at the bed eagerly.
Only the vaguely big white legs can be seen through the gaps between the people.
The legs are slender and strong, the skin on the thighs is smooth and fair, and there is a curved arc on the upper part, which looks very plump and elastic.
(end of this chapter)