Chapter 170: Little demon, come back!

Chapter 170: Little demon, come back!

With regret, Nan Yuan glanced at the incense that she had just taken out and had not yet been able to light.

This incense was given by the queen, the fragrance is not strong, but the effect is not small.

Speaking of which, it's been a month, and no one from the Queen has contacted her, this woman is quite calm.

Xiao Luohan carried the person onto the bed, and the monkey hurriedly ripped off his clothes.

Thinking of the rotten clothes last time, Lord Dog doesn't plan to wear clothes as a beast this time.

After picking up their own, then pick up the little demon's, and soon the two of them met frankly.

Such an orderly action made Nan Yuan wonder if he was really sick?

Xiao Luohan glared at her, her breath was unsteady and her voice was suppressed. It was indeed like she was sick. "Take it off beforehand, so as not to be torn by your little paw."

Nan Yuan snorted, "I have a heart."

Saying that, she glanced at the sturdy body of the other party.

Bronze color, firm muscles, tiger back and wolf waist, eight-pack abs, slender and powerful legs.

The blue veins on the man's forehead were exposed, and the same was true on his arms, which looked a little terrifying.

At this time, Xiao Luohan was like a hungry beast who had just rushed out of the cage. He showed his sharp claws and could tear the prey under his claws at any time.

Nan Yuan had no doubt that Xiao Luohan could easily break her waist at this moment.

No one knows better than her the feeling of blood boiling and evil spirits raging. When the desire to kill and destroy reaches its peak, consciousness is eroded, and it will only follow instinct.

Nan Yuan paused, and was about to reach out and touch his dog's head, but at the next moment, her eyes suddenly opened.

"Xiao Luohan! What are you doing?"

Xiao Luohan raised his head, his eyes were still red and bloodshot, and the blue veins on his forehead were still throbbing, but what he did was completely different from this mad look.

He patiently licked and kissed the body of his prey.

The beast that has been locked in the iron cage for a long time has been hungry for nearly a month, and he just had a big meal a month ago.

That meal, he was very full, and the taste of the prey was also very beautiful, which made him climb the top of the cloud several times, very satisfied.

The beast yearns all the time to be able to eat again.

Finally, he pressed the coveted prey under his claws.

The long-term hunger made it want to shred the prey directly and swallow it alive, but when he thought of the delicious food last time, it used a strong willpower to suppress the instinct of the beast to devour it.

It patiently smears all the prey with its own taste, sprinkles salt to taste, waits for the water to be marinated, then brushes the prey with a layer of butter, and places it on the grill.

Fire, roast meat.

The raging fire rose into the sky, and the fire was powerful and domineering. After one round of baking, the prey was already full of oil and water, and the fragrance was intoxicating.

The first war drum and thunder turned into pipa language, a little less fighting and a little more artistic conception.

The big string is as noisy as a torrential rain, and the small string is like a whisper. Noisily cut the miscellaneous bullets, big beads and small beads fell on the jade plate.

Between Guan Yingyu, the bottom of the flower is slippery, and it is difficult to swim under the ice. The cold and astringent strings of the ice spring are condensed, and the condensate will never make a sound for a while. The silver bottle burst into water, and the iron cavalry protruded and shot.

At the end of the song, be careful to draw, the sound of the four strings is like cracking silk...

Nan Yuan was sweating profusely sitting on Xiao Luohan's body, her eyes were steaming with mist, her voice was the same as her body, as if she had been soaked in water, she was weak and weak, "Xiao Luohan, I'm tired, I'm here today. So far."

At this time, Xiao Luohan had already lost his mind. The boiling blood all over his body turned into a raging fire that shot into the sky and burned towards the woman who was entangled with him.

"Xiao Luohan, stop." Nan Yuan patted his head.

Xiao Luohan didn't seem to hear it.

Nan Yuan looked at him quietly for a while, "If you don't stop, I will die for you."

Xiao Luohan's eyes moved slightly and landed on her face. His consciousness finally returned to the cage. His lips trembled and his voice was hoarse, "Little Yao'er, this king... can't control it. There is still murder and destruction in this king's body. Desires, but they faded for something else."

Nan Yuan said calmly, "Xiao Luohan, you forgot what you said."

After speaking, she suddenly closed her eyes.

The woman's upright and contemptuous figure collapsed in an instant and fell into his arms.

All Xiao Luohan's movements stopped abruptly, and his breathing was suffocated.

He hurriedly helped the fallen woman up, a look of panic flashed in his bloodshot red eyes.

"Little demon?"

Xiao Luohan slowly stretched out his fingers and tried her breath. The boiling blood all over his body dropped to freezing point in an instant.

The body becomes rigid.

"Is not likely to……"

"Little Yao'er? Little Yao'er, wake up! This king is good, this king is not crazy, wake up!"

Xiao Luohan shook the woman's body uncontrollably, "Little Yao'er! Did you run away? Come back to this king! Come back—"

Chu Shengqiu, who was standing outside the door, noticed that the situation in the room was not right, his expression changed, and he knocked on the door immediately, "Is something wrong with the princess? Xiao Luohan, answer me—"

Chu Shengqiu couldn't care more about it, so he was about to rush in blindfolded.

Unexpectedly, the angry shout of King Dingbei suddenly came from the house, "This king and the princess are all right, no one can come in!"

As soon as these words came out, even if Chu Shengqiu wanted to go in and find out, Ye San and Ye Liu would stop him.

Ye San said calmly: "Since the prince can still speak, it means that his consciousness has not been completely suppressed by the desire to kill. Dr. Chu should wait outside the door with me."

Chu Shengqiu glared at him angrily, "You think I don't know what you guys think. You are worried that the prince is doing a fake show, and you have feelings for this possibly threatening princess, and you want her to die."

Ye San didn't speak, but Ye Liu, who was beside him, coughed, "Ye San and I are just subordinates, and we won't question any of the prince's decisions. Dr. Chu is overthinking it."

Chu Shengqiu sighed, "If something really happens to the princess, my doctor will become the executioner."

Ye Liu pouted, "Stop pretending, how many people have you killed with poison?"

Chu Shengqiu: "I did it for self-protection. Someone kills me. Do I still sit still and kill him?"

"Anyway, you killed a lot of people, so you don't need to show a compassionate heart."

Chu Shengqiu:  …

He wanted to poison Ye Liu.

There was a commotion outside, but there was an instant silence inside.

All voices have died down.

It was the first time that Xiao Luohan was so conscious when he was sick.

He still looked like a madman, with blue veins all over his body, but his bloodshot eyes stared silently at the woman in his arms.

"Little Yao'er, why are you running? You said that you won't be afraid of this king."

"How dare you fool this king, you damn..."

After a while, his tone changed from indifference to gentleness, "Little Yao'er, if you come back, this king will never bully you again..."

Xiao Luohan has not felt so helpless for a long time.

He has grown up and is no longer the abolished prince who was bullied in the cold palace when he was a child. He fought on the battlefield for many years, his hands were stained with blood, and he became strong enough to become the king of Dingbei that everyone feared.

But now, he was teased by a little goblin.

She came, and when he slowly let go of his defenses and prepared to accept her, she left again.

Just when Xiao Luohan lost his mind, the eyelashes of the woman who had no breath in her arms trembled slightly.

The woman who had lost her breath slowly opened her eyes and met Xiao Luohan's bloodshot but empty eyes.

Under the dull gaze of the other party, Nan Yuan squinted at him and lay down to sleep.