Wife of the Demon Lord

As usual, Xiang Jia wandered around the courtyard at night, looking at the scene in front of him, he couldn't help sighing again: This Demon Cult is really too poor.

Look at the flowers, they are wilting, I don’t know what to see, the road is narrow and cramped, it’s not for people to walk, the clothes are thin and see-through, you have to wear several layers to avoid it It's cold, and even the children of the Demon Cult have no place to sleep, so they can only lie in the gazebo.

Child?Xiang Jia glanced again and confirmed that he was not dazzled. There was indeed a child lying on the stool in the gazebo. Oh, this demon sect, how should I put it, is really too poor, and even the next generation can only lie on this kind of bed. A place to sleep, really.

Thinking of this, Xiang Jia stepped forward and pushed the child, and found that he was lying there motionless, as if he had passed out.

Although it was summer, the dew in the garden was still heavy, Xiang Jia thought about it, and carried the child to his room. He is not a good person, but he couldn't just watch the child get sick.

Unexpectedly, the child looked very thin, but he weighed a lot. It took Xiang Jia a lot of effort to carry him to his room. After putting him on the bed, Xiang Jia sat there panting.

Hearing the movement, his neighbor——Xiaoyun came out. Xiaoyun was a man who looked a bit effeminate. Seeing that Xiang Jia was half dead, she helped him to pour water and smooth his air. When Xiaoyun's hand came up , Xiang Jia quickly dodges, shit, don't take advantage of him, okay?

Seeing Xiang Jia's expression as if hiding from a ghost, Xiaoyun paced around resentfully, cast two winking eyes, and said softly: "Bad guy, I care about you."

"Don't. We are all the leader's men. Adultery is a pigsty." Xiang Jia was so frightened that she hid far away, almost hugging the bedpost.

"Hmph, coward." Xiaoyun said this, just teasing him, seeing that the seduction/seduction failed, she twisted her waist and walked away.

Seeing that Xiaoyun was gone, Xiang Jia let out a breath, looked around, found that there was indeed no room left in the room, pushed the child in, and went to bed resolutely.

The next day, Xiang Jia woke up in pain.

As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw the child picked up yesterday staring at him fiercely with two big eyes. At the same time, there was a pain in his waist, as if he had been bitten by some poisonous insect.

Ignoring the child's gaze, Xiang Jia lifted up his clothes to take a look, and sure enough his waist was red a lot, but he was pinched instead of being stared at by poisonous insects.

Xiang Jia said viciously: "You kindly took you in, but you dared to pinch me. You should have been put outside to freeze to death yesterday." Then he lifted the quilt and chased people away: "Go away, see if you don't care about you, go away Just get out." He knew that there was no good person in this Death Demon Cult.

The child snorted disdainfully, "Who told you to take advantage of me—myself."

"Bah. How old are you? How can I take advantage of you? Let me see, is your hair all grown? You're young, so you think a lot." Xiang Jia was indignant.

"You, how old do you think I am?" The child didn't move, lying on the bed and blushing.

"Well, you're only seven or eight years old." Xiang Jia observed for a while, came to a conclusion, and touched his slender waist: "Tsk tsk, I said you are so thin, you must not eat well. This waist and woman Child, yes, I will take advantage of you, you won't really treat yourself as a girl."

"Hmph." The kid blushed and gave Xiang Jia a hard look.

"I said, it's enough for you to lie down for one night. Can you get up?" Xiang Jia said, grabbing the child's arm, and when he let go, it fell limply.

"Damn! Occupational scoliosis." Xiang Jia was dumbfounded, "It's not because of me."

As soon as the words came out, the child's face turned even redder, "I just don't have the strength."

"No strength?" Xiang Jia laughed strangely, "How did you have the strength to pinch me just now? It's enough to save you with good intentions, sleep on my bed, and repay your kindness."

The child stared at him bitterly, but said nothing.Xiang Jia didn't bother with him, so he packed up and went out.

After an incense stick of time, Xiang Jia came back with two food boxes, and said to the bed, "It's breakfast, you don't want me to feed you." He opened the food box and dismissed it in disgust. pouted.

Seeing this, the child said unconvinced: "Why are you talking? Is it bad to dislike food?"

"Yeah." Xiang Jia replied weakly, "I think, the cook of this Devil's Cult must have been snatched from outside, and then miss home every day, tears flowed into rivers, and the tears dripped into the rice, so the steamed buns It's bitter and salty." As he spoke, he picked up the steamed bun and took a hard bite, then swallowed it with the cold tea on the table.

The child struggled and said bitterly, "I can't move anymore, please help me."

"Eh, I can't move anymore? You screwed me hard just now. You must have gone crazy in your practice. Let me tell you, even though you grew up in the Devil's Cult, you should try to be a good boy and don't practice crooked Kung Fu. Don't have messy thoughts, if you think too much, it's easy to develop badly."

Xiang Jia sneered mercilessly, even though he was a child, he couldn't do it with his hands, but he could always use his mouth.How to say that sentence, to deal with bear children is to destroy their fragile hearts, make them repent firmly, and never commit crimes again.

The ridicule is all about the ridicule, Xiang Jia is not a cruel person, she still helped the child up and leaned on the bed, surrounded him tightly with the quilt, took out the porridge and put it to his mouth with a spoon: "Eat first Come on, tell me later who your parents are and what their positions are, I'll ask someone to ask and let them pick you up."

"I don't have parents."

"Orphan." Xiang Jia couldn't help showing a bit of sympathy on his face.

"What's your expression? Are you pitying me? I need you to pity me?" The next second, the child asked questions like a cannonball. Although he was sitting on the bed in a weak state, he didn't keep any sympathy from his mouth.

"No." Xiang Jia laughed, and continued to feed the child porridge, and asked while feeding, "I said, what do I call you? I can't just call you hello all the time."

"Hmph." The child rolled his eyes greatly, as if he didn't want to talk.

"Hey. I'm young and have a good temper. I'm not used to your stinking problem." Xiang Jia said, put down the bowl, ignored him, and walked to the table to eat steamed buns.

While eating, Xiaoyun came in again, carrying her own food box, first glanced at the things on Xiang Jia's table, and said disgustedly: "You are always like this, and you don't know how to get something good." Put the food box on the table, and place the contents on the table one by one.

It's just a bowl of porridge, two eggs, and two kinds of pickles, but it's much better than Xiang Jia's yellowed steamed buns.

"I can't eat it. You can eat an egg." Xiaoyun said, and put an egg in front of Xiang Jia.

Xiang Jia did not refuse, and said vaguely: "I am not like you, I am not good-looking, and I have no money to bribe, so of course I will eat this."

"That's true." Xiaoyun proudly puffed up her chest, touched her cheek with her hand, obviously quite confident, but sighed after a while: "What's the use of being beautiful? Look, this courtyard is full of people. Who does the leader have a look at? It’s just that you have let down your years, and you are not as ugly as you, and you will be wasted if you are wasted.”

Xiang Jia is a little angry, what is ugly, he is also a good looking young man, okay, of course, compared with the harem group of the leader of the demon sect, he is not so good, but he can't be considered ugly .

Speaking of the leader, Xiang Jia had something to say, "You said he brought so many beauties back here, and he didn't get lucky. Is there something wrong?"

"What's the problem?" Xiaoyun took a spoonful of porridge slowly and wiped the corners of her mouth.

"That's right, what's the problem?" Xiang Jia said vaguely.

Just as he finished speaking, a pillow slapped, and the child sitting on the bed glared at him angrily.

Again and again, Xiang Jia also became angry, wiped his mouth and said angrily: "I said, what's the matter with you kid? You are always so violent, you are easy to get caught by Japan, do you know?"

As soon as Xiang Jia said the words, he regretted it. He was used to being open-mouthed and forgot that the other party was a child.

I didn't expect the other party to appreciate all of them, but said contemptuously: "I? You?" A look of dismissiveness.

Hey, Xiang Jia's temper has come up, she rolled up her sleeves and planned to teach this brat a lesson, Xiao Yun hurriedly said: "Don't, he is not as good as me. You can do anything to such a young child."

Xiang Jia spat out a mouthful of old blood, "What are you thinking about? I just want to teach him a lesson."

"How old is he, what should I do if the lesson is broken?" Xiaoyun looked indifferent, and took the porridge to feed the child: "Eat the porridge." While feeding, Xiang Jia reprimanded: "You need to change your temper." Do you know? Otherwise, if you meet the leader, you won’t be able to survive a stick of incense.”

"Cut." Speaking of this, Xiang Jia had something to say, "You always talk about the bishop, but you have never met him. What if he is an ugly monster?"

"Nonsense, the leader is handsome and unrestrained, with world-class martial arts." Xiaoyun put down the bowl, looking forward to it.

Xiang Jia rolled his big eyes, ignored him, and after finishing breakfast, Xiaoyun went back, and he had to tidy up his appearance again before going out to meet people.

Xiang Jia tidied up and was ready to go out to bask in the sun, and sleep in the sun again, how beautiful it is.

"Hi. I'm going out too."

"It doesn't matter, do it yourself. Don't you have the strength to hit me?" Xiang Jia put on a piece of clothing casually, slacking off, ignoring the little kid's request, the brat just wants to be disciplined.