A full-level demon king can only farm

"Oh." When Artis responded to Mo Yu, there was still doubt in his eyes.

He spent all his childhood in training, and he didn't like to blend in with the crowd as an adult, so he didn't understand what Mo Yu meant.

Mo Yuneng probably guessed what Artis was thinking, and changed the subject: "Okay, you should change out of your wet clothes first, and then you should really rest. It's really late today, and tomorrow will delay your journey."

Artis got up and unbuttoned the slanted buttons of his wet clothes, then took them off, and then took off his wet trousers.On the lean and stylish body, only a pair of black boxers remained.

Looking at Artis all the time, Mo Yu began to rejoice that the previous two demon kings did not bring some popular underwear styles to the demons.Otherwise, it would be really embarrassing right now.

But he still thinks of some male models with excellent figures in the original world, and his face turns red immediately.

It happened that Artis looked up because he had no clothes to change at this time, so he asked, "Your Majesty, why are you blushing? Angry?"

Only then did Mo Yu realize that his face was heating up, and this recognition made the temperature go up even more.He looked away, not looking at Artis, nor answering Artis' question.

Artis remembered the time when Mo Yu fell ill.

"Your Majesty, do you have a fever?" The worry in his heart made him let go of his pants, which were half in place, and leaned over to touch Mo Yu's face.

Mo Yu was unprepared and was caught in the face.Just as he was about to speak, another big cold hand was pressed against his forehead again, and doubts appeared in his cold and magnetic voice: "Isn't it a fever?"

... No, if you check your body temperature, you can check your body temperature. Isn't one hand enough?

The face was touched, and the forehead was also touched. Mo Yu reached out and grabbed Artis's wrist: "Artis, I don't have a fever, you take your hands away first."

Artis's face was already very close to Mo Yu's.

Hearing that Mo Yu's voice was not in that weak state, he was relieved but did not move his hand: "Your Majesty's face is so soft."

The first time you blushed, wasn't it because you were angry?

The mood of exploring the truth, coupled with the acceleration of his heartbeat, made Artis ignore Mo Yu's words for the first time.

He looked at Mo Yu's lips, his gray eyes were darkened, and the hand on Mo Yu'e's head moved to Mo Yu's lips.

——His Majesty's lips are softer than his face.

want to be kissed.

I also want to kiss.

Itching on his lips, Mo Yu leaned back to hide for a while, feeling extremely nervous.

Artis' disregard for orders meant he had no other, more effective way to keep Artis away from him.

Unless you draw out the magic sword to attack.

But this is definitely not possible, not to mention that Artis will be injured, and there is no need to do this to his loyal subordinates.This demon general just lacks the common sense of getting along with people in this aspect, and he is using his way to express his concern.

Seeing that Artis's face was getting closer, Mo Yu frowned, and said righteously: "Artis, stop making trouble, do you really want to make me angry?"

Hearing the word angry, Artis stopped leaning over.

Getting angry is a bad thing.

but--

He didn't want to let go either.

"I will perfectly complete His Majesty's order, make His Majesty laugh, and bring more plants and monsters to Your Majesty." Artis was depressed and aggrieved, "Can Your Majesty kiss me? Or, I can kiss Your Majesty too." .”

Like a child who really wants candy but can't get it, he frowned, looking extremely sad.

However, he was still afraid of Mo Yu's anger, so he obediently let go, stood up straight again, and stared at Mo Yu with eyes stained with mist.

Mo Yu breathed a sigh of relief, and decided to get rid of Artis's obsession as soon as possible.

If it is not done now, maybe one day it will happen again.

He has no intention of always playing this excessive game.

Finding a good reason for his soft heart, Mo Yutan frankly said, "Okay, because you behaved well, you kiss, once you kiss this matter will be over."

It's impossible for him to kiss a man on his own initiative.

Kissing the face is not unacceptable. In some countries, kissing the face is regarded as a daily etiquette, which is nothing.

Little did he know that Artis had changed his mind.

The moment he was allowed, the silver-haired demon with slightly bright eyes bowed forward.

Before Mo Yu could react, another pair of lips touched the corner of his lips.He turned his eyes in shock, and his lips were completely covered immediately.

At that moment, he felt that he had become a bone with flesh.And the silver-haired demon was a big silver-haired dog who was allowed to eat.

Dogs gnawing on bones have always had no rules, but this dog is still high-spirited. With his current body with thin arms and thin legs, he can't shake the opponent at all.

When will I be able to return to my original figure!

"Hmm!" Big brother die, do you have any misunderstanding about kissing once?Has it been a foul for a long time?

Unable to speak normally, Mo Yuke struggled vigorously, but he couldn't believe the touch of his hands and the strange feeling.

Artis is a dumbass...

I heard that the more this is the case, the more you can't move around.

Mo Yu instantly imagined himself as a dead fish.

Artis didn't know why Mo Yu, who was pushing him just now, was no longer like that.

In fact, he felt itchy wherever those hands touched him.

This unexpected feeling, coupled with the food he was tasting, which was smoother than shrimp but could not be swallowed, made Artis feel for the first time that his body was heating up from the inside out.

His heart was beating faster than ever before, he stopped, and his breathing was a little rapid.

A qualified blade should not be in such a state.

Breathing, body temperature, heartbeat, every change will make the battle lose.What followed was the cruel punishment of the previous "Artis".

Artis stood up on his knees, his eyes slightly lost.

will hurt.

It hurts.

The snake skin soaked in salt water was whipped on the body, and the wound would feel swelling pain, which was very similar to the feeling I had for the first time this time.

Artis regained consciousness in an instant and lowered his head.

"Reaction?" he murmured.

Mo Yu was truly speechless about Artis' behavior.

He really couldn't figure out the brain circuit of this silver-haired demon, especially when he heard that silly question to himself.

Yes, it's the reaction, it's awesome.

I came to this conclusion after experimenting, which is great, Artis.

After complaining in his head, Mo Yu turned over and buried his face in the pillow.

The mood is complicated, do not want to speak, do not want to move.

Wait, this posture doesn't seem right to face Artis!

He quickly turned over and lay on his back, covering his face with a pillow, feeling as if he wanted to cry but had no tears.

What the hell is this?Can it be better?Why do you have to worry about such strange things when you are a devil?

Thinking about it, he thought it might be the reason that Artis was not wearing any clothes. He threw out the clothes stored in the package, Artis.

Artis didn't understand why Mo Yu had to cover his face.

He takes the clothes.

Breathing, body temperature and heartbeat, when he recalled the teaching he had received in his childhood, they had all returned to normal.

The only thing that hasn't returned to normal yet.

"Your Majesty, teach me." Artis looked at his little Majesty who was covering his face, studying hard, "So, what should we do?"

Mo Yu didn't expect Artis to make a follow-up at all. He sat up irritably, hugged the pillow tightly, and was about to say, "What can I do? Do you still want me to help..."

Halfway through speaking, he bit his lower lip as punishment.

calm down.

I can no longer dig a hole for myself!

"You go outside the tent and stand in the rain for a while to cool down and you'll be fine."

Artis obediently walked out of the tent.

Mo Yu lay on his back on the bed, staring at the top of the tent in a daze.

After a while, Artis came in again: "Your Majesty, the rain is gone."

"Then use water, water magic, and taking a bath is the same."

so tired!

Mo Yu sighed and covered himself with the quilt.

When it was pitch black in front of her eyes, the touch on her lips when she was kissed just now kept reappearing on her lips.He couldn't help but press his lips with one hand and his eyes with the other.

No, can, think!

Think about something else.

For example, if the magic sword really destroyed the enchantment of the demon god, and the demons were attacked by other races, they would definitely have to fight.

One strike of the magic sword should be enough to intimidate the enemy.

If the other party is still unwilling to retreat, you can order Artis to use stealth skills to capture the other party's leader alive and conduct threatening negotiations.

This will give the demons a chance to continue recuperating.

Two fists are hard to beat with four hands, and the coalition forces of the five major races will always have some powerful enemies who can use light magic.

And that holy sword, if you fight someone who holds the holy sword, you will be absolutely defensive...

"I will respond." The other side of the bed suddenly became heavy, and Artis's cold voice came through the thin quilt, revealing a strange sense of pleasure, "I can, like you, Your Majesty."

……

"I... made a mistake

. "

……

"I like you, Your Majesty."

!!!

His thoughts were completely disrupted, Mo Yu took a deep breath, squeezed the quilt and sat up, and covered the silver-haired demon Atis with the quilt.

"I order you, go to bed immediately!"

"Oh."

After turning off the element lamp, Mo Yu closed his eyes.

"Your Majesty." Artis' voice came again, "I'm not sleepy."

Mo Yu took out a few plates of assorted wild vegetables from the package, and turned on the light again: "Come, eat these vegetables."

"it is good."

Mo Yu didn't want to worry about the fact that the bed was not a place to eat. He just wanted Artis to shut up and expose the matter.

The dishes with additional attributes were really useful. After a while, the silver-haired demons closed their eyes and fell asleep.

Thinking that Sanhei was still watching the night outside, Mo Yu also ate a plate and closed his eyes in a daze.

After sleeping for an unknown amount of time, Sanhei's barking came over.

Mo Yu woke up from the nightmare of being entangled by man-eating vines. When he opened his eyes, he met the perfect profile of Artis.

Assorted wild vegetables must have some side effects, right?

Otherwise, why did he even become unruly when sleeping after eating?It doesn't matter if you lie on your side, people are nestled in Artis' arms.

Feeling restless in his heart, Mo Yu frowned, trying to get out of Artis' arms.

But before he moved twice, the silver-haired demon with his eyes closed suddenly uttered a sentence from his thin lips: "Your Majesty will not leave."

Then, his arms tightened.

Mo Yu's ear was forced close to Artis' chest.

He heard Artis' heartbeat.

The subtle "bang bang" sound, again and again, made him unknowingly loosen his furrowed brows, let out a long breath, and began to ask himself in his heart: Do you hate Artis' behavior?

……Maybe not.

Like to be kissed?

...not to mention liking it.

only……

Halfway through the replay in his mind, Mo Yu had no choice but to control his legs and stay away from Artis.

He has experienced many times the physiological phenomenon that occurs when he wants to urinate when he wakes up in the morning.But it was the first time for this body to appear in this state.

What's worse, he only felt the familiar awakening after recalling what happened in the middle of last night.

It's not about going to the toilet.

... Fuck.

Hasn't this body been completely normal all along?

Let King Wright come out and be beaten!