Forced to become a delicate companion of a paranoid lord

Soul contract.

Xie Wei was not quite sure what kind of rituals were needed to conclude a soul contract in the ancient magic of the Parasau people, nor did he quite understand what agreements both parties needed to fulfill after concluding such a contract.

But he knew that the soul contract was the most binding of all contracts.

Holding the seal in his palm, Xie Wei lowered his eyes and looked at his partner.

Thrall's once neatly braided hair was now somewhat unkempt, and a drop of blood was oozing from his left earlobe. It was obvious that he had been too hastily inserting the earrings, causing them to scratch his earhole. The attire he wore was brand new, meticulously crafted, and it would have taken months of embroidery to create such a magnificent garment.

The songs of the tiny elves continued, but the Lord of the Snowfield had not received a response from his partner.

The light in Sal's silver-gray eyes dimmed little by little, and traces of bitterness spread from the bottom of his heart, but this state did not last long.

Because…his little Rose leaned over and kissed his forehead.

"I do, Sal." After kissing the man who looked like he was about to cry, Xie Wei leaned over, hugged his partner, patted his shoulder, and spoke in a serious and rare domineering tone.

"Sal dances beautifully, but only for me."

The Lord of the Snowfield hugged his little rose and buried his head in her neck. His silver-gray eyes, which had regained their luster, were filled with joy and cunning.

His heart finally settled down, and with a sigh of relief, the corners of Sal's lips curled up high: "As you command, my Lord."

Sal once thought about waiting until his little rose had completely let down her guard before mentioning the matter of the bond, but that was when he didn't know Little Rose's true life experience and assumed that Little Rose had no one closer to her.

Things were different back then. Now, Shevi's true life experience and the appearance of Irel made Thrall feel a great sense of crisis.

He believed that he could no longer follow his original plan and conquer his partner step by step. Instead, he should go a step further to bind the person, make sure that the other person would never leave him, and then continue to pry open his partner's extremely strong defenses.

Be it temptation or coaxing, Sal didn't want to wait any longer. He greedily wanted to possess his little rose completely. To do this, he did not hesitate to take advantage of his partner's soft heart and pretend to be weak in front of her.

On the other side, from an angle that Sal couldn't see, Xie Wei stroked the seal in his hand, and curled the corners of his lips slightly helplessly.

Sal's acting is much worse than when he was a child.

The tiny elves circled around the two humans hugging each other. They had received payment from the Lord of the Snowfield several days ago, so they worked particularly hard to create a good atmosphere.

When Thrall said he would bring Shevi to see the elves, he really just wanted Shevi to see them. It was obvious that the elves liked Shevi very much and wanted to land in his hands and talk to him up close, but Thrall told Shevi seriously.

Tiny elves are unwilling to get close to humans.

So the tiny elves who had received more than a dozen jars of honey, hundreds of magic crystals, and a cart of dried fruits from the Lord of the Snowfield had to pretend to be aloof and resist the desire to get close to the Imperial Rose.

After obtaining the soul contract from Xie Wei, Sal happily stayed with Xie Wei in the ancient ruins for another hour, because Xie Wei wanted to record the words on the stone slabs of the ancient ruins.

The ancient ruins where the tiny elves gathered were not very big. To be more precise, the preserved part was relatively small, so it only took Xie Wei an hour to record the ancient text on the stone slab.

He likes the patterns and texts on the stone slabs of the ruins very much because he can get a lot of information from them.

……

After saying goodbye to the tiny elves and leaving the forest, it was around eleven o'clock in the evening when we returned to Mordo's home.

Sal held Shevi in ​​his arms and sat in the bathtub in the upstairs bathroom. The bathtub was made according to the size of the Parasau people and was very spacious, but it still seemed a bit crowded to accommodate two people.

The Lord of the Snowfield seemed to be focused on washing his partner's hair and body, but in fact he was just worried that Little Rose would catch a cold and get sick, so he suppressed all the desires in his heart.

Sitting on the bed in a plush robe, Xie Wei reached out and used magic to dry his and Sal's hair, then crawled into the quilt.

As soon as he lay down, he saw Sal taking off his pajamas with his back to him.

Sarr has perfect body proportions and his muscles are very beautiful. Although Xie Wei has never said it directly, he actually likes to look at them.

But he is still a little shy and not very open.

After taking off his robe, Sal turned around and took Xie Wei's hand, touching it to his chest. Then he took out the seal he had given Xie Wei and placed it in his palm. Then, holding Xie Wei's hand tightly, he pressed it against his chest over his heart. Before Xie Wei could react, Sal pressed the mechanism on the seal.

"Sal!"

By the time Xie Wei reacted and tried to pull his hand away, it was too late.

The very slight sound of burning flesh and the smell of roasting instantly awakened Xie Wei's brain, which was originally not very clear due to sleepiness. He instinctively recalled the burning pain, his scalp felt a little numb, and his body was a little stiff.

But he immediately pushed away Sal's hand and looked at the burns on his chest.

"Why are you doing this?!" Xie Wei was distressed and angry. He gathered green magic elements to heal Sal's burns, but was stopped by the other party.

Sal leaned over and kissed the corner of Xie Wei's lips, held Xie Wei's hands with one hand, and gently laid him down on the soft bedding.

While he was kissing his angry partner tenderly, trying his best to comfort him, he reached out to touch Little Rose's smooth and tender lower back.

No trace of anything was left there.

But Thrall knew that the traces there could never be erased.

He branded himself in the same way not to compensate Xie Wei, but just wanted Little Rose to brand him.

Before they formally form a bond, this mark can replace the soul contract and provide him with a certain sense of security.

But it was obvious that his little rose could not understand his behavior. She angrily rejected his kiss and wanted to erase this precious mark for him.

Xie Wei was kneaded in the quilt by Sal, with his soft white belly exposed like a kitten. The hateful man tried to comfort him for a long time but he still couldn't calm down. Finally, he couldn't bear it anymore and used binding magic to trap the man, then turned over and pressed the man under him.

In fact, Sal could have broken free from Shevi's binding magic, but he didn't do that. He lay on the bed admiring the little flames in Little Rose's eyes. Looking at Little Rose like this, Sal felt a secret joy in his heart.

After Xie Wei controlled the man, he looked at Sal for a long time, and finally just pulled his cheek, then applied pain-relieving and anti-inflammatory medicine to his wound, but did not use magic to erase the mark.

Sal's way of thinking is different from that of normal people. This is related to his childhood upbringing. Xie Wei did not understand and was disgusted by many of Sal's behaviors before.

But now that he understands and realizes the motives behind his actions, he feels more helpless and distressed.

But no matter how much he felt sorry for him, he would not let him do whatever he wanted.

Without saying anything harsh, Shevy leaned in and kissed Sal, peppering his skin with kisses that spread from the corner of his lips along his jawline to his collarbone and chest.

Xie Wei avoided the burned areas and left many marks on Sal's body.

After a long time, Xie Wei stood up and asked the man with a dazed look in his eyes.

"You like it, Sal?"

The Snowfield Lord, who had lost all sense of the world, nodded blankly: "I like it."

"Don't hurt yourself, Sal. If you want a brand, I can give you a lot, in a way that both you and I like..." Gently stroking the scars on Sal's body that had been there for years, and then looking at the new burn.

Xie Wei grabbed Sal's ear with a cold face and warned him: "You belong to me, Sal. If you don't listen to me, I will be very angry and ignore you for three days."

The Lord of the Snowfield, whose ears were pulled, suppressed his laughter and thought to himself, "Ignoring someone for three days is really terrible."