My Demon Queen

Ye An calmed down and cast his eyes on the beauty in his arms. She lay quietly on him, her long hair casually scattered on her shoulders, exuding a charming fragrance. Ye An's heart was warmed, and an impulse surged in his heart. He wanted to reach out and hug her tightly, feeling her warmth and presence.

However, after his hand stayed in the air for a moment, he finally did not have the courage to complete the action, for he was afraid that his action would break the tranquility and beauty.

"This story is a bit long, so I'll tell you from the beginning. The beginning of the story is..." Ye An said softly, his voice was gentle and magnetic, as if it carried some kind of magic that made people immersed in it involuntarily.

Mo Qingcheng raised her head slightly, bit Ye An's neck, then slowly closed her eyes and listened to his story quietly. Her breathing was even and steady, as if she was completely intoxicated by Ye An's story.

In the courtyard, the breeze blew gently, and the leaves rustled, as if they were whispering to Ye An's story. The sunlight shone through the gaps between the leaves, forming patches of light on the ground, like a beautiful painting.

Ye An's voice was particularly clear in this quiet environment. His tone was melodious and he told the story in a leisurely manner.

Mo Qingcheng lay on top of him, sometimes chuckling, sometimes frowning slightly as he told the story, as if she had completely immersed herself in the world of the story.

Looking around, the young man was leaning against the table, supporting his body with his arms, with a beautiful woman in his arms, lying on him, listening to the story.

This scene was like a poem or a painting, making people intoxicated and unable to extricate themselves. Time seemed to stand still at this moment, and the whole world was left with only Ye An and Mo Qingcheng, and the story between them.

"In the future, I will go to more and more places and show you the outside world. Let me be your eyes..." Ye An's voice was gentle, as if telling an eternal promise.

When Mo Qingcheng heard this, she slowly put her arms around Ye An's neck, as if she wanted to express her feelings through this action.

Ye An felt Mo Qingcheng's movements and was delighted. This time, he did not hesitate and slowly put his hands around Mo Qingcheng's waist.

Mo Qingcheng's delicate body was slightly startled, but she didn't make any excessive movements. She just bit Ye An's neck hard.

Ye An felt pain, but a happy smile appeared on his face. He knew that Mo Qingcheng was expressing her feelings, although in a special way.

Ye An hugged Mo Qingcheng and continued to tell the rest of the story. His voice was full of tenderness and love, which made Mo Qingcheng immersed in it and unable to extricate herself...

After a long time, the story came to an end.

"If we can get out alive, would you be willing to accompany me to see the mountains and rivers?" Ye An stopped here.

Mo Qingcheng waited for a long time and found that Ye An stopped talking, so she looked up at Ye An.

"Finished?"

"Well... this chapter is finished." Ye An pulled his hand back awkwardly and touched his nose subconsciously.

Mo Qingcheng stood up with a lingering feeling. She glanced at Ye An with disdain and muttered to herself: He was hugging me, but he pulled his hand back. What a coward.

Ye An looked at Mo Qingcheng who stood up. Her eyes were full of contempt and disdain, which made Ye An a little confused. He didn't know how he had offended this female devil.

Mo Qingcheng waved her sleeves gently and withdrew the barrier. Her eyes fell on the wounds and marks on Ye An's neck, and her cheeks flushed, and a trace of shyness surged in her heart. Then, she returned to her room, leaving Ye An alone in the yard, at a loss.

After a while, Ye An felt that blood was still oozing from his neck, so he stretched out his fingers and quickly drew a magic circle to stop the bleeding. He looked at the closed door and couldn't help complaining, "You are getting lazier and lazier. You don't even want to stop the bleeding for me."

However, when Ye An thought about how he had hugged Mo Qingcheng, his heart was filled with joy. He stood in front of the door and said softly, "Mo Qingcheng, thousands of rivers and mountains, are you willing to go with me to see them?"

Although Ye An's voice was very soft, it was clearly audible to a strong man like Mo Qingcheng. After hearing Ye An's words, Mo Qingcheng raised the corners of his mouth slightly and responded softly: "Okay."

Unfortunately, Ye An didn't know that Mo Qingcheng had heard his words, nor did he know that Mo Qingcheng had responded. He tidied up his appearance, looked around the yard, and found that the three cubs were gone. He felt a little angry, but he could only smile helplessly.

Ye An came to the grass under the tree, where he used to crawl and draw formation diagrams. This time, he didn't need to draw anymore, but lay comfortably on the grass, looking at the gray sky, his mind full of the picture of him hugging Mo Qingcheng.

The soft touch and the unique fragrance on her body made Ye An unconsciously smile happily.

Mo Qingcheng in the room also had hot cheeks at this moment. She recalled Ye An's hug and the marks on his neck, and a different feeling surged in her heart.

the other side

Dao Wuchen sat quietly by the side, with a kind smile on his face and a hint of concern in his eyes. He asked his disciple about his experience in the Tianlin Mountains and what Ye An said to Mu Wushuang.

"So, you think he is different?" Dao Wuchen stroked his beard, his voice low and gentle, as if carrying a reassuring power.

"Master, he is indeed very different." Mu Wushuang lowered her head slightly, a trace of admiration flashing in her eyes, "He has his own unique ideas, and I cannot refute what he said."

Dao Wuchen stroked his beard and looked at the stubborn disciple in front of him. He felt both relieved and helpless. He knew that although Mu Wushuang was stubborn, she was kind and firm in her heart. This time, because of Ye An's appearance, Mu Wushuang changed a lot, which made Dao Wuchen feel very relieved.

"So what do you think of him?" Dao Wuchen's voice was full of encouragement. He hoped that Mu Wushuang could bravely express his ideas.

"Master, whether Ye An is a disaster star is another matter." Mu Wushuang took a deep breath, a hint of determination flashed in his eyes, "But he doesn't give me the feeling that he is the kind of person who will bring disaster to the world."

"Yeah." Dao Wuchen nodded slightly, approving of Mu Wushuang's answer.

"Well, this time, after discussing with that old fellow Rusheng, we decided to send one person each to the Demon Clan to investigate, study and promote the relationship between humans and demons." Dao Wuchen's face showed a trace of seriousness, "If I want to send you to stay in the Demon Clan for a while, are you willing?"

When Mu Wushuang heard this, she was stunned at first and felt a little hesitant.

"If you don't want to, I will send a message and send another person." Dao Wuchen saw Mu Wushuang's dilemma, he patted Mu Wushuang's shoulder gently and comforted her.

"Master, I am willing."