The sickly fox demon is not easy to tease

……

The main hall of the Southern Prince's Mansion was filled with a suffocating and eerie atmosphere.

"grandfather……"

Su Muwei's shout broke the deathly silence.

Nan Lijun frowned, looked at him with a complicated expression, and said in a calm voice: "You and Xing'er haven't married yet, Lord Demon Lord, please don't call me grandpa."

Su Muwei nodded: "Okay, Grandpa."

Nan Lijun choked and resisted the urge to curse, even though he felt quite disgusted with the old man in front of him.

But he was also a little afraid of him. If Lord Demon was in a bad mood, he could destroy the Southern Palace and even the Dayu Kingdom with a single palm.

Nan Xingchen saw his grandfather looking so aggrieved, so he went around behind him and gave him a back massage: "Grandpa, don't hold it in. If you want to scold me, then scold me. If you want to hit me, then hit me. Su Muwei is just a junior in front of you."

Su Muwei and Nan Xingchen looked at each other, pursed his lips and smiled, "Xing'er is right, I shouldn't have concealed my identity from you."

Nan Lijun snorted coldly and said unhappily: "You two are flirting in front of me. How shameless! Do you think I am nothing?"

Nan Xingchen blinked her big eyes innocently and smiled sweetly: "Grandpa, Xing'er doesn't dare. You once told me that as long as Xing'er likes, any man in the world will do."

Nan Lijun glanced at his granddaughter helplessly, then his eyes fell on Su Muwei and he said seriously:

"Whether you are a demon lord or not, since you have set your eyes on my granddaughter, you must treat her well. If you dare to let her down, I will come after you even if I turn into a ghost."

Su Muwei responded with a sincere look in his eyes: "Don't worry, Grandpa. I will never let Xing'er down in this life."

Nan Lijun's expression softened a little when he saw that Su Mu was humble and polite, and his tone was sincere.

"I will trust you for once."

"Thank you grandpa!"

A smile appeared on Su Muwei's lips, and he turned his head to look at Nan Qingru beside him.

Nan Qingru: ...What can she say?

Her mind is still confused. So many incredible things happened in just a few hours.

After a long silence, she slowly said, "As long as Xing'er likes it, I have no objection."

Su Mu smiled politely and said, "Thank you, auntie."

Nan Qingru smiled awkwardly. She had gladly accepted being called aunt before, but now she knew the identity and age of this Demon Lord.

Why is this 'Aunt' so awkward?

Nan Lijun and Nan Qingru temporarily accepted Su Muwei, and Nan Lijun nodded and asked him to sit down.

Nan Xingyu suddenly stood up, walked in front of Su Muwei, and said righteously: "Although you are the Lord Demon, you are also my future brother-in-law. If you dare to betray my sister, be careful that I will beat you up."

The people in the hall were amused by the boy's action. He could even beat up the Demon Lord! ?

I'm afraid that even after a hundred years, Nan Xingyu will not be a match for Su Muwei! ?

Nan Xingchen saw her brother standing up for her, looked at Su Muwei and said with a smile: "See? You can't bully me in the future. I have helpers. Xingyu always keeps his word. He once beat up that scumbag Chu Mohan."

Su Muwei smiled and turned his gaze to Nan Xingyu: "If I lose Xing'er, how about you beat me?"

Nan Xingyu's expression froze, and he still asked with half-belief and half-doubt: "Are you really the Demon Lord?"

Su Muwei's eyes moved slightly, and he slowly continued: "No one in the world should dare to pretend to be me, right!?"

Nan Xingyu frowned and looked at him, and asked seriously: "Brother-in-law Demon, you should be much older than my sister, right?"

Su Muwei: ...

He was so embarrassed. It must be so difficult to find a beautiful wife.

Nan Lijun: ...Xingyu, well done, finally someone dares to tell the truth.

Nan Xingchen coughed awkwardly and helped to relieve the situation: "Your brother-in-law is much older than me, but he has a high level of cultivation and his appearance is eternal. Besides, we cultivators don't care about age."

Nan Xingyu is still not very satisfied with this brother-in-law.

There was silence for a while.

Su Muwei couldn't help but ask: "Grandpa, Aunt, Xing'er and I have already made an engagement, can we discuss the wedding date?"

Nan Lijun frowned and said solemnly, "Are you in a hurry?"

Su Muwei: ...Of course he is anxious. He doesn’t want to climb through the window to look for Xing’er every night.

He smiled helplessly, held his forehead with his hand, and looked at Nan Xingchen.

Nan Xingchen frowned: "Su Muwei, don't be anxious. I have just become an adult. I am not in a hurry to get married."

Su Muwei quickly sent her a message: "Xing'er, you are not in a hurry, but I am."

Nan Xingchen heard his voice transmission and said with a smile: "Wait another two years, I want to spend more time with Grandpa."

Su Muwei's deep eyes turned cold. It seemed that he had to teach this little goblin a lesson tonight. She must have done it on purpose.

Nan Lijun smiled so much that her hair turned into chrysanthemums: "Xing'er is really sensible, grandpa loves you for a good reason."

Nan Xingchen suddenly turned his head and met Su Muwei's slightly cold eyes.

She quickly lowered her eyelashes to hide the smile in her eyes.

……

That night.

Lingyan Pavilion.

Nan Xingchen looked at the elegant man in front of him, smiled and opened his arms: "Hug me!?"

Su Muwei reached out and pulled her into his arms, kissed her lips eagerly, pried her lips deftly, and entangled his lips and tongue with hers.

His movements were not as gentle as usual, as if he was holding back some anger.

He kissed her again and again, sucked her lips, panted in a completely disordered breath, pushed her against the bed, and asked in a hoarse voice: "Will you marry me?"

Nan Xingchen was breathless from his kiss and raised her hand to push him away, but she couldn't push him away at all.

I could only take advantage of his breathing time to beg for mercy in a low voice: "Brother, please don't be anxious..."

She had just taken a breath when his tongue swooped in again, stirring her passionately. His voice was clear but a little hoarse. As their breaths tangled, he lowered his head and bit her hard.

Nan Xingchen's lips were swollen from his kisses, and he let her go, panting while holding the woman in his arms.

Nan Xingchen was furious and hit him on the chest several times, angrily saying: "Are you crazy? Why are you kissing me so hard!?"

Su Muwei stroked her back, his hand slid down her slender waist to her buttocks, and pinched the soft flesh of her buttocks as if as a punishment.

The soft touch made Su Muwei's breathing quicken a little, and he rubbed her skin insatiably.

"Xing'er, did you do this on purpose?"

His voice was low and hoarse, and contained a hint of grievance.

Nan Xingchen couldn't help laughing: "Are you so anxious to marry me?"

She wrapped her arms around his waist and put her head on his chest, listening to his strong heartbeat and feeling his burning temperature.

"Xing'er, you..."

Su Muwei's face turned red with anxiety. Finally, as if he suddenly figured it out, he picked up the woman in his arms and threw her onto the bed.

Nan Xingchen was shocked: "You want..."

"want you……"

His words were simple and straightforward. He covered the woman and pressed her under him, smiling wickedly, "I want to see. If you are pregnant with a little fox, will you not be in a hurry to marry me?"