My junior sister pretends to be good and deceives people every day

The last time he came to Yeluo City, Yan Zhiqiao did not stay in the Demon Palace.

After finishing the serious business this time, she originally wanted to go out to find an inn, but she never expected to be stopped by Zhuo Shen.

"In this situation, does my beauty still need to be on guard against me?"

Looking at the long arms blocking his way, Yan Zhiqiao raised his eyes slightly and met Zhuoshen's somewhat dazed eyes.

After two seconds of silence, she said calmly.

"Where do I live?"

These four short words made Zhuo Shen smile instantly.

"follow me."

When he turned and left, his steps were much lighter.

Yan Zhiqiao looked at his tall back, and a subtle emotion flashed in his deep eyes.

This person is so childish.

She was about to catch up when she suddenly heard Gui Ning's slightly worried voice.

"Owner…"

Yan Zhiqiao tilted his head to glance at Gui Ning, who had a complicated expression on her face, and spoke before she could finish the rest of her words.

"Don't worry."

Seeing that Yan Zhiqiao was still calm and composed, Gui Ning felt more at ease.

"Yes."

The residence that Zhuo Shen prepared for Yan Zhiqiao was a side hall of the palace where he lived.

The two were separated by only a wall.

Yan Zhiqiao didn't react to this, but the maids waiting on the side all widened their eyes in shock.

There were many women who went in and out of the Demon Palace in the past, but no one had ever been able to live in the Demon Lord’s side hall!

Seeing Yan Zhi Qiaosheng being so stunning again, it was hard for them not to think too much.

——Is this Demon Palace going to have a mistress?

Yan Zhiqiao didn't care about other people's eyes at all, nor did he care how much misunderstanding Zhuoshen's action would cause, and walked straight into the hall.

Zhuoshen followed behind her with a casual but seductive smile on his face.

"Beautiful girl, feel free to come find me if you need anything. I'm right next door."

It’s just one night, Yan Zhiqiao is not that squeamish.

She said "hmm" casually and started to chase people away.

"You have something to do, I need to rest for a while."

Zhuoshen really wanted to say that he had nothing to do, but after hearing the last sentence, he could only leave helplessly.

When the hall quieted down, Yan Zhiqiao said nothing and directly transferred some demonic energy to Gui Ning.

In the face of Gui Ning's puzzled gaze, she only gave a two-word explanation.

"Healing."

"Yes."

Gui Ning didn't waste any time and started meditating on the spot.

Time passed little by little, and soon, night fell.

Gui Ning had another place to live, so after she recovered from her injuries, she left the side hall.

Yan Zhiqiao was not sleepy yet and didn't know what to do, so he just sat in front of the window in a daze.

Thinking that the Qiankun bag was still hanging around her waist, she pulled it off.

Suddenly, the Qiankun bag lit up.

It is the light of the Disciple Card.

There have been flashes since yesterday, but unfortunately Yan Zhiqiao has never paid any attention to him.

Seeing this at this moment, she still turned a blind eye and only took out the finished jade carving and the Qingxue wine that Yan Ling had given her as a farewell.

She carelessly stroked the gift that was supposed to be given to Jiang Ciyuan, and after a moment she brought the wine jug to her lips.

The cool liquid went down my throat, dispelling the stuffiness of the summer night.

Yan Zhiqiao raised his head, and looked through the window lattice at the dark night sky outside with a deep gaze.

I don't know how much time passed, but her cold voice suddenly rang out in the silent hall.

"It's fine that you came uninvited, but you also sneaked around like a thief. Aren't you afraid that this will get out and people will laugh at you?"

Zhuo Shen, who appeared at some unknown time and was only one step away from Yan Zhiqiao, paused slightly when he heard what he said and was about to move forward.

But the next second, he looked fearless again and walked straight to Yan Zhiqiao.

Unlike the neatly dressed appearance during the day, Zhuo Shen was now only wearing a moon-white nightgown with a wide open neckline, exposing his muscular chest muscles to the air.

——Although the face looked androgynous, the body wrapped in the robe was unexpectedly strong and sturdy.

As Zhuo Shen leaned forward with great meaning, a strand of long hair fell down in front of his chest, lightly brushing against the red dogwood.

Looking at the ambiguous smile on the corner of his mouth, it inexplicably gives people a sense of deliberate seduction.

However, Yan Zhiqiao was like Liu Xiahui who remained calm even when a woman sat on his lap, and he looked at Zhuo Shen who was "flirting" with an expressionless face.

"Don't make me beat you."

Zhuo Shen: “…”

The smile on his lips froze for a moment, but he soon took the wine jug from Yan Zhiqiao's hand recklessly, then took her hand and held it intimately against his chest.

"The lack of love doesn't mean the lack of desire. The night is beautiful. Don't you want to do something with me, my beauty?"

He lowered his voice and coaxed her, as if no matter what Yan Zhiqiao did, he would give in and let her play with him.

After he finished speaking, he slightly raised his nose and sniffed the fragrance coming from Yan Zhiqiao.

Mixed with the faint aroma of wine, it actually made him a little drunk.

Yan Zhiqiao was silent for a moment, resisting the urge to kick the man out, and spoke with some sarcasm.

"I didn't expect that a dignified demon lord would actually learn how to climb into bed."

For the sake of power, he is really willing to risk everything.

Surprisingly, Zhuoshen not only did not feel humiliated, but laughed even more happily.

"As long as I can spend a night with the person I love, what's the harm in giving up my status?"

Yan Zhiqiao had patiently told Zhuo Shen several times that he would not have any thoughts about him.

Now that she saw that he had once again turned a deaf ear to her, she was too lazy to give him a good face anymore.

After pulling his hand back mercilessly, Yan Zhiqiao spoke with some annoyance.

"Zhuo Shen, this is the last time. If you continue to challenge my patience, do you believe I will throw you into a brothel?"

Zhuo Shen: “…”

In an instant, all the ambiguous atmosphere disappeared, replaced by a strong smell of gunpowder.

His handsome face fell and he moved sideways to sit next to Yan Zhiqiao in frustration.

The couch was not spacious and Yan Zhiqiao was almost squeezed down by him.

After quickly steadying herself, she looked coldly at Zhuo Shen, who seemed to have suffered a great shock.

The hall fell silent.

After a long while, Zhuoshen finally spoke in a depressed tone.

"Yan Zhiqiao, with your status, even if you don't have any romantic feelings, it's impossible for you to stay away from finding a husband for your whole life. I'm very curious, what kind of man can catch your eye?"

Unless he achieves immortality, if Yan Zhiqiao wants to continue to control the demon world, he can only leave behind descendants.

When this question was asked, Yan Zhiqiao answered without changing his expression.

"This is my private matter."

"If you don't answer, I won't give up."

Zhuo Shen started to act like a rogue and did not give up even when he received a death stare from Yan Zhiqiao.

"Although I can't take you now, I can wait for the Demon King to come to the world and ask him for marriage."

"Among all the beings in the demon world, I am the best in both appearance and strength."

Zhuoshen still has this confidence.

Yan Zhiqiao: “…”

When people are extremely speechless, it is really easy to be angry and laugh.

Yan Zhiqiao's eyes were cold, and he pulled the corner of his mouth with a forced smile.

"In that case, I might as well kill you now."