Demonic possessive boss x gentle beauty receiver 35

ze fell on the young man, this outfit looked extremely well-suited on him. The perfect waistline was all on display. The young man's arm was being held in the hand of a portly man who had a lecherous...Ning Shu hesitated for a moment, and said hesitantly: "...he may not necessarily have no reservations about me."

But the young man said: "However, he at least looks more favorably upon you than us. The breakthrough point of this dungeon lies with the demon god. If we don't have enough information, we won't be able to clear it."

Ning Shu finally agreed, but he didn't think Michelle wouldn't be wary of him at all just because she couldn't remember him.

When he found Michelle, the boy was on the other side of the room.

Michelle's face was undoubtedly striking, Ning Shu understood this the moment she laid eyes on him. He walked over and spoke, " ... Michelle."

The young man looked over and said faintly, "What, are you here to try and get me to talk"

Ning Shu pursed her lips, a bit embarrassed. Although the intention was obvious, being put on the spot by Michelle like this made her cheeks flush involuntarily. She couldn't deny it either, so she continued: " ...We need information about the evil god. If you can tell us, that would be best. But if not, it doesn't matter. After all, we were out of line first. We don't distrust you, but there are some things that we don't want to involve you in, so..."

Michelle's blue eyes looked at him for a long time.

He suddenly said in a low voice, "Don't you really know anything about the evil gods"

Ning Shu's mind was in a whirl, he almost immediately looked towards the young man. But Michelle's eyes couldn't tell anything, his expression was very calm, but it seemed like he had guessed something.

He took a moment to compose himself and replied, "I don't understand what you mean."

Michelle tilted her head slightly, fixing him with a steady gaze before saying softly, "Although they see me as an outsider, I know what happened on the day of the sacrifice. Those villagers couldn't find a virgin to offer, so they set their sights on these outsiders..."

"...And they do not know that among you foreigners, only one is a child of innocence, and not a woman...."

Ning Shu said it was fake, he didn't expect Michelle to be so clear about these things.

He steadied himself and began, "… You're right. The one who took that woman's place is me."

Michelle stared at him, "So, you're the only one who saw the demon god. Wouldn't you be clearer than any of us" He curved his fingers, placing them on the center of his lips: "Or are you not as trusting with those people as you seem Otherwise, why would they want information about the demon god from me Shouldn't that be you, the bride"

Ning Shu lowered her eyes, and for a moment she was so unnerved by the words that she felt a chill run down her spine.

He could deceive those others, but not Michelle. Not even this Michelle who was so unfamiliar to him. Nevertheless, he forced himself to say: "...I woke up and didn't see the Demon Lord."

"But what about these" Michelle said, pointing to his neck.

Ning Shu took a step back, he said awkwardly, "…I don't know either."

"No, you know."

Michelle stared at him, her eyes narrowed. "Wouldn't you be the one who knows most about the Devourer" Her gaze fell on the man's neck, where a barely perceptible mark was visible to no one but her.

"On the other hand, continuing to speak: “I guess, since you're a sacrifice. Becoming the new bride of the evil god, then the evil god treats you as his bride. He kissed your neck, maybe even did something more outrageous...”

"Although I don't know why the Evil God spared you, after all, you were just a sacrifice..."

"Perhaps the Great Evil loves your body."

When Michel saw the man's ears flush a pale pink, his blue eyes seemed to be filled with some emotion that was about to overflow. He licked his lips: "Perhaps he should kiss you somewhere else, maybe he's discovered that you are a man... You are beneath him, wearing a red wedding dress, your beautiful toes curled slightly... Because of the comfort and stimulation, even tears well up in the corners of your eyes..."

Then the evil deity licked them one by one.

When Ning Shu looked over.

The boy's eyes became distant, his beautiful and otherworldly face, like a spirit from the mountains. Just one glance seemed to draw your soul in.

But his expression was too ethereal, seeming almost holy.

Ning Shu felt a blush creep up her cheeks at his words, but when she met the boy's clear and indifferent gaze, the thoughts churning in her heart turned to impossible fantasies. She couldn't help but purse her lips, her tone turning cold. ".... I think I don't need to know."

Michelle didn't mind. He just watched the man with his back turned to him, those stubborn ears tinged with a pale red.

Then she narrowed her eyes slightly, as if she had seen something delicious.

A silent smile escaped her lips, widening and curling slightly upwards.

Those blue eyes stared straight at the back of the person.

.....

"How are you" the young man asked with concern upon seeing Ning Shu return.

Ning Shu's tone was a bit cold as she said, "… I'm sorry, I didn't ask anything."

The young man was startled, seeing him purse his lips and then walk past him. He hesitated involuntarily, after all Ning Shu had a very good temper. But now it seemed like he had encountered something unfair from Michelle.

He looked in another direction and saw that handsome boy who didn't look like a human was also walking over, his expression calm.

But the young man inexplicably felt that he seemed to be in a good mood.

Upon seeing Michelle return, the young men didn't beat around the bush. They apologized to her and then explained that they wanted to know the intentions of the evil god.

Because they suspected the village was cursed by an evil god.

Michelle looked at them. "The curse of the evil god"

"Yes."

Bai Luo looked at the overly god-like and beautiful young man, her eyes flashed slightly and said: "Because of the curse of the evil god, this village has become like this, and they can't get out of this village..."

So, what do you want to do

Michel seemed uninterested in their plan, simply stating, "The Evil God is our deity, and we shall serve him for generations to come."

But the middle-aged man was not going to say what he really thought.

He simply stated, "We only want to free the villagers from the evil god so they can be liberated."

"And if we want to get out, we must face the evil god."

"Could it be that the backwardness and decline of this village are all caused by the evil god"

Willow kept staring at the boy. She noticed that when they played these games, the corner of his lips seemed to twitch upwards slightly. At that moment, goosebumps erupted all over her body.

My whole body was trembling.

But when she looked again clearly, the young man was still as cold as ever. He lowered his eyes, and after a long silence, spoke: "…The villagers won't let you do this."

"The young man retorted, "What has the Evil God brought to this village If it were good, you wouldn't be staying in such a remote mountain village. Isolated from the world, even without freedom... Do you really think the Evil God is good Otherwise, why do villagers speak of the Evil God with more fear than reverence"

Michelle's expression relaxed a bit, as if she had been swayed by them.

But he still said, "What could you possibly do if you found the evil god"

Naturally, the players wouldn't reveal their true plan. After all, Michelle was still a villager. Perhaps deep down, she also harbored the idea of being afraid to defy the evil god, but rather a kind of reverence from the marrow. They had to be careful.

Rest assured, Michelle, they'll figure it out when the time comes.

And Michel probably wouldn't have thought of the true intentions of several players, or perhaps in his view, the Great Evil God was omnipotent. Even if a few outsiders wanted to stir up some waves, none would be big enough to make a splash.

...

"What did you tell Michelle"

As Yang Liu quietly crept closer while eating, she whispered to Ning Shu.

After all, the atmosphere between the two people was off.

Willow wasn't a fool, of course she knew what had happened between them that caused the unpleasant situation. Though she asked on the surface, secretly she was relieved.

After all, she didn't want to...Ning Shu was special for young men.

She had only just approached when she detected a gaze that was extremely cold and dangerous. Yang Liu's pores stood on end, and she couldn't help but raise her head.

...but instead, I saw players doing their own things. ...

And Michelle... Michelle didn't even know what she was going back to the house for.

The food is still on the fire, giving off a delicious aroma.

Willow involuntarily took a step back from Ning Shu, and she could feel that the aura seemed to dissipate slightly.

Ning Shu saw Yang Liu coming over to ask, she was slightly stunned for a moment. She lowered her head and then shook her head and said, "Nothing."

Her mood eased a little, she lowered her head to eat what was in her hand, and suddenly said, "...Ning Shu, have you really never seen a demon god"

Ning Shu hesitated for a moment. He thought of Michel's words, and his heart tightened slightly.

Then, he opened his mouth and said, "If I had seen it, why would I hide it from you"

Willow spoke softly, “What do you think an Evil God would look like Would it be as frightening as the evil gods on TV”

She knew full well that Michelle, in the next room, was the village's demon.

Yang Liu had never seen anyone as divinely beautiful as the gods in mythology or the nobles in oil paintings, Michelle… She silently repeated the name.

Ning Shu's expression turned slightly cold. After a pause, she said, "It must be hideous, that's why you're ashamed to see people."that Mr. Tang took Ning Shu as his apprentice. Ning Qing was upset, but who knows, Mr. Tang didn’t think highly of his painting skills... and they were even worse than Ning Shu's.”"Yeah, this thing ha...