soul devouring system

Wang Dong looked left and right, but he didn't see any gifts here. He just wanted to ask Ai'er, but he saw a figure suddenly walking out of the house in the courtyard.

But this figure was extremely familiar to him.

Knowing that he wants to face it but dare not face it.

"Iss..." There was a silence.

This shout echoed in Wang Dong's heart, but as the figure approached, Wang Dong knew that the person in front of him was not Yisi. He came back to his senses in a trance, and carefully looked at the burning woman in front of him.

"My servant has seen the sixth princess, but I don't know how big the princess is, so I couldn't meet her far away, please forgive my sin!" The figure half knelt on the ground.

"Get up, get up! Don't you see who this is?" Aier waved her hands casually.

The fiery red woman raised her head curiously. She was a little puzzled when she saw Wang Dong whose appearance had changed, but soon she seemed to sense something, and opened her mouth cautiously. Stirring Wang Dong's heartstrings: "Master?"

Wang Dong only felt that the moment the woman raised her head, his whole world slowed down.

She has changed a lot since the last time I saw her. Her thin body is a little plump, and her face showing bone marks is also rounded a lot. She is wearing the same red dress as her, and she looks like the person in my memory. , that long fiery red hair, those flaming lips stained with a faint blush, they all seemed to come out of the depths of his mind from the memory, making Wang Dong indulged in the amazement of that moment at this moment .

"Youya..." Unfortunately, Wang Dong finally called out her name.

No matter how similar she is to her, she is not her.

Wang Dong was a little disappointed, but he couldn't move his eyes. His world seemed to be unable to accommodate others at this moment.

"Master? Is it really the master?" Yuya shouted excitedly.

Wang Dong came back to his senses and nodded.

"It's me, why... are you here?" Wang Dong asked.

"Yes, it was His Royal Highness Sixth Princess who brought me back. His Highness said that the master will come to the Will Empire sooner or later, so he kept me here." Yuya said quickly.

Wang Dong turned his head, but Ai'er on the side looked at himself and Youya with a disgusted look. Seeing Wang Dong looking over, Ai'er quickly waved his hand: "You don't need to thank me! I think this slave is quite clever. Bring her back!"

"Thank you! Thank you!" Wang Dong couldn't help shouting.

For some reason, he suddenly felt that there was a strange force in his body. He looked at Youya in front of him. For some reason, every time he looked at her, Wang Dong felt like he was possessed, but Wang Dong enjoyed it very much. It felt, he knew, a door opened inside him, like the thoughts that filled his head when he faced Iss.

"Then, I'll go first! My sister still needs my help with some things! You can stay and have a good talk with her!" Aier said.

Wang Dong nodded to himself.

Ai'er was a little annoyed, but she didn't show it. She just made a childish grimace at Wang Dong, who had her back turned to her. Afterwards, the girl raised her staff again and flew away.

"What..." Before leaving, she was still muttering.

But Wang Dong couldn't hear it anymore, and now his mind was full of the shadow of Yi Si, and the girl in front of him who was very similar to Yi Si.

As soon as Ai'er left, Yuya and him were the only ones left in the entire courtyard.

"You're getting fat." After staring blankly at Youya's face for an unknown amount of time, Wang Dong finally stretched out his hand and slowly stroked Youya's face.

Youya tilted her head halfway, responding to his comfort, her long red hair passing through Wang Dong's fingertips from time to time.

"Master, Yuya, I miss you so much." The simple seven words ignited the most primitive desire in Wang Dong's body.

Who can refuse?
A woman who is almost the same as the man of my dreams except for her age?
Especially in front of this kind of appellation that already has a magical power - every breath of Yuya is like a ball of flames burning in Wang Dong's heart.

Wang Dong narrowed his eyes, squatted down, and gently picked Youya up from the ground. Without stopping for a moment, Wang Dong carried her into her room and put her on the bed against the wall. , the small bed with bedding neatly placed was filled with the smell of makeup powder used by Youya, and Wang Dong felt that this smell was very familiar.

This is a powder produced by Liutiecheng in Wantu Continent. It has a fresh and elegant fragrance. Many women in Liutiecheng will use this powder.

But at this time, this fresh smell is the fuel to ignite the flame in Wang Dong's chest.

He gently put Yuya on the bed.

But he didn't leave, and didn't even take half a step back.

With a push of his arms, Wang Dong lay down on the bed.

Underneath, there is that fiery person and the smell that will never dissipate.

The fire in his eyes was burning quietly.

"Master..." Youya didn't seem to expect Wang Dong to act like this after a long absence.

But she won't refuse.

Yuya, she is a slave.

It's just a matter of time.

"Okay, okay, don't cry, isn't Yuya the most obedient to the master?" Wang Dong said.

Yuya nodded quickly, and kept wiping tears on her cheeks with both hands, enduring her tears to prevent them from flowing down, her shoulders were still trembling.

"Also, I taught Youya before, don't call me master, you can call me by my name or brother." Wang Dong said.

Unexpectedly, Yuya trembled again, and her eyes were covered by water vapor again.

"Yuya, Yuya knew it was wrong, Yuya... Yuya..."

"Hey, hey, hey! I'm not scolding you, you just need to remember it well in the future! Don't cry, I beg you, okay?" Wang Dong said quickly.

Youya's temper is still difficult for him to deal with, and Wang Dong is not good at dealing with such women.

Fortunately, Yuya is not his opponent, but his little slave.

Although Wang Dong's impression of Youya stayed at the stage where she was very similar to "Isi", he still knew the girl's temper. It took a long time for Youya to stop crying. His eyes stared at Wang Dong with some fear, and from time to time he would dodge Wang Dong's gaze towards her.

Wang Dong knew that his actions just now seemed a little extreme.

Scratching his head, he didn't know how to explain something to Yuya, so he simply didn't explain.

"Well, get dressed and get up, I still have something to ask Ai'er." Wang Dong said.

"Master, are you leaving again?" Yuya's focus was nervous.

Wang Dong quickly waved his hand: "No, I just arrived in Will Continent too... why don't you go with me?"

"Go together?" Youya shrank back: "These days, Her Royal Highness Sixth Princess has not let Youya go out..."

"She was afraid that you would be bullied when you went out... Now I'm here! Don't worry!" Wang Dong wanted to comfort Youya's restless heart, so he made a promise.

Yuya seemed relieved.

Although I have not met Wang Dong many times, and the time I have followed Wang Dong is definitely not as long as the time I have been separated from Wang Dong, but this little woman obeys Wang Dong's words, and Wang Dong has experienced this so-called level for the first time. The benefits of class slavery - at least these nobles really enjoy it.

Instilling a set of slave theories in people will create a completely obedient "person" after raising them from childhood to adulthood.

It's just that Wang Dong feels sorry for Youya.

She looks like Ice, but she doesn't have Ice's soul. The most frightening thing is that she is completely opposite to Ice's fighting spirit. Wang Dong especially wants to correct her current appearance, and wants to make her the same as in his memory. The appearance of people completely overlapping.

But it won't be long before Wang Dong will blame himself again.

Ask yourself whether it is right to do so, and the answer is precisely no.

Wang Dong stood up.

Youya got up from the bed in disheveled clothes behind her, her clothes were ripped up by Wang Dong, and her skirt was pulled to her waist, and the skirt still didn't return to her upper body even though Wang Dong hugged her and pulled her hard. , Youya ignored her body and stood up in front of Wang Dong. The body that had undergone several months of nutritional supplements looked unusually round and plump. very good.

Wang Dong only felt his anger rising again.

The little slave didn't seem to know how much his actions would affect the man in front of him, and he still hooked his snow-white arms and pulled his dress up.

Wang Dong didn't shy away from this at all, his eyes wandered wantonly up and down Youya's body.

The hormonal breath seemed to be getting worse, but Wang Dong didn't care too much, everything was still within the control of reason, he simply stepped forward and helped Youya lift up her skirt. It is made of high-quality silk and satin, and the touch is almost the same as that of Youya's skin, Wang Dong is a little distracted.

But in the end, the skirt was completely pulled on Yuya's body.

"Okay." Wang Dong said.

Youya turned her face around and glanced sideways at Wang Dong. The flushing on her face was caused by something, but it didn't matter anymore.

Wang Dong stretched out his arm, motioning for her to hold him.

Yuya was a little flattered.

But the two danced together after all, Yuya still touched Wang Dong's arm after hesitating for a moment.

She looked very happy.

At least in Wang Dong's eyes, this girl's current state is a bit too excited and lively, even the pair of high heels on her feet can't restrain the faint sense of bouncing when she walks. Looking at her like this, Wang Dong's temperament is also very strong. It's a little easier.

It's just that the two of them hadn't left the house when someone called his name from outside the door.

Wang Dong hurried to the door to inquire, but Andy sent someone to pick him up and go back to the palace.

"Why did the fourth prince suddenly..."

"My guest, something urgent happened in the palace, and I was ordered to invite you back."

"Urgent?"

Wang Dong was a little surprised, but he still followed the boy into the beast cart.