My female apprentices are all unpredictable

Chapter 87 Demon girl, please respect yourself! (seeking subscription)
In the dark palace.

Huang Fuling quietly turned around, pursing her lips.

Looking faintly at Fang Yang sitting on the throne.

Afterwards, there was no hesitation.

Bang!Bang!
He slapped himself directly on the chest.

A few patches of blood ooze from the corner of her mouth, resolute and gorgeous, which makes her swaying figure reveal a kind of sad beauty.

"My family trespassed on the Demon Lord's pavilion, this is my punishment for myself, Demon Lord, leave!"

After speaking, she limped out
"..."

Through the dim light, Fang Yang looked at the back of the other party, speechless.

This woman is really crazy and cruel.

He knew what the other party meant, when the other party trespassed on the Mozun Pavilion before, he slapped her twice as punishment.

From then on, every time the other party came, he would slap himself twice and treat it as paying the ticket.

Even today, the relationship between the two seems to have improved, and it is still the case.

On the one hand, it is tacit understanding, and on the other hand, it is to give him, the Demon Lord, a step up and an excuse for himself.

Even in this chaotic Demon Cult, everyone must abide by the rules.

Otherwise, once the rules are broken, she may not be eligible to come.

"This woman is really a smart person, and she is very good at grasping people's... thoughts. This deity has a hard heart, and she is moved by her intentions. It seems that you must be extremely careful."

Fang Yang murmured.

Suppress the charm that arose in my heart just now, and regain my vigilance against Huang Fuling.

Although he knew very well that if the demon girl had other ideas, such as today's scene.

He still can't bear it.

Even... as sweet as a sugarcane.

After all... this is his only weakness.

"Lust, really makes people extremely vigilant, and... can't stop it."

He sighed with emotion.

Look down.

He found a pair of red net stockings on the robe.

It was woven with red thread.

There is still body temperature on it, and you can even smell the faint aroma of orchids, and... other scents.

It was Huang Fuling who had just faded.

It was specially left to him, rather than the so-called forgotten.

Obviously, he likes the perverted hobby of collecting socks, which the witch still remembers clearly.

Therefore, I deliberately spent a lot of thought and designed an epoch-making net stockings.And... accidentally fell.I just want to leave a shallow imprint in his heart.

As the number of massages increases, the technique becomes more proficient, the scope becomes wider and wider, and the postures become more novel...

He, the Demon Lord known as the emperor of color, will fall into the trap of that demon girl sooner or later, unable to extricate himself.

Thinking of the enchantress wearing the emperor's robe just now, kneeling in front of her in an enchanting posture to massage her.

A flame rose from his body again, and it was difficult to control it.

Perhaps, this is the side effect of Daily Pill, which can be heard from the name.

Too strong, too strong.

In the night, Fang Yang frowned slightly, trying to calm himself down, but found that this was simply an extravagant wish.

In the end, he gave a faint sigh, and without any hesitation, he flew away into the night again.

The target is Wutongyuan.

……

In the parasol courtyard.

Han Lingxuan was lying on the bed.

Desperate, full of sadness.

She was puzzled, very puzzled!
Why is this monster so powerful.

It was simply beyond her imagination.

She hasn't fully demonstrated her learning results yet, and her partner has drifted away, leaving her lying on the bed, unable to move a single finger.

It's really sad.

She sighed faintly, in the same room, in the dim light.

The little maid carefully inserted the flowers that Fang Yang sent just now into a vase.

The vase was specially cleaned by her. It was a clay pot before, and the mouth of the bottle was a little broken, so she was reluctant to throw it away.

Now it really works.

She is really a thrifty little maid.

She quietly praised herself.

Looking at the delicate flowers and smelling the refreshing fragrance, I feel much better.

In the end, he took out his money box again.

Counting penny by penny...

I'm afraid of making mistakes.

After all, she had saved all this money through hard work, and she was reluctant to spend every penny, as it was of great use.

For example...

Buy another gift for Mozun.

The most delicious thing in the world she bought before was fried chestnuts in sugar.

The Mozun obviously didn't like it, and he even let the Mozun eat one, and he almost got sick and had diarrhea.

She feels guilty and worried until now.

So want a big luxury.

Make up for your mistakes.

To make Mozun happy, come to Wutong Courtyard more often.

Let the princess feel better, and smile more on her face.

So……

What to buy for this gift?

She put her chin in her hands and thought.

The most delicious thing in the world, the sugar-fried chestnut has been discharged, and the next is the second most delicious candied haws in the world. Of course, there are pastries such as osmanthus cake...

Although she seldom tasted it, and even hadn't eaten many, she could tell from other people's descriptions that it must be quite delicious.

Mozun will definitely like it.

The little maid thought happily.

And the princess kept on sighing.

I feel like something went wrong with my plan!

Her planning should have been flawless, and she was also quite charming, which attracted the devil to death.

But the problem is, the present she simply can't cater to, and can't fully control the devil.

Even if the devil is sneaking outside, there seems to be no way.

You can't really hand over the devil, she takes up [-]% of the time, and let that foxy girl take up [-]% of the time, right?

It sounds like this has a lot of potential.

It also makes perfect sense logically.

after all……

She was just there for assassination, as long as the devil is willing to come to Wutongyuan, she will definitely have a chance to assassinate.

but……

She doesn't want to, just doesn't want to.

He didn't want the devil to be seduced away by Hu Meizi.

I also don't want the devil to be with any woman.

As long as she thought of other women under the devil's wide python robe, she felt very uncomfortable.

This kind of thought is completely indescribable, although it is very light, it is like a stone, constantly piercing her.

Difficult to kill.

Moreover, what worried Han Lingxuan the most was that she had never practiced kung fu and was relatively weak, so she could not fully control the devil, but Huang Fuling had practiced it before, so she might be able to occupy all the devil's time.

At that time, the devil will not be able to come to Wutong Courtyard.

Doesn't she have no chance of revenge anymore?

"It seems that you must practice. Only by practicing can you lock the devil firmly."

"Moreover, everything this princess does is to kill the devil. I also don't want other people to be ruined by the devil. If I don't go to hell, whoever will go to hell."

Han Lingxuan muttered to herself, her eyes full of determination.

An impassioned look.

She was once a princess, a mere devil, so what if she was a little stronger?

She can still bear it.

At this time...

dong dong dong.

There was a knock on the door, which made the princess tremble.

Before he could react, he saw the little maid stuck her head out and glanced outside.

The eyes are bright, and a pair of almond eyes are shining.

"Who...who?"

Han Lingxuan's voice was trembling, not daring to think of that terrifying answer.

"Princess, it's the Demon Lord who has come again. The princess is so charming, she can make the Demon Lord go and come back."

The little maid was very happy.

However, Han Lingxuan's eyes went dark, her beautiful cheeks were as pale as paper, and she felt her body trembling.

This devil... Damn it!
What a cruel heart!
It was simply to kill her on purpose!
If this continues, I'm afraid she will die before she succeeds in revenge.

what to do?What should I do?
She was terrified, wishing she could get under the bed first, and hurriedly told the little maid.

"Ling... Ling'er, go and block the door, and tell me that the princess is already asleep, what's the matter tomorrow... no! We'll talk about it the day after tomorrow."

"……it is good."

The little maid was a little at a loss, not knowing why her princess started rejecting the demon king again.

However, she has always listened to the princess's words very much. Since the princess has already said so, of course she will do it honestly.

Just about to go out, but saw a figure rushing in from outside the door, tall and straight, black robe billowing, who is it if it's not the Demon Lord?

Obviously, Mozun couldn't wait outside, so he flew in directly.

This is a very normal thing.

Even the princess acquiesced.

When she was unable to go out and open the door before, she had already allowed Fang Yang to enter the hospital like this.

At that time, I felt very convenient and very exciting.

But he didn't expect to lift a rock and shoot himself in the foot now.

rustle……

rustle……

The footsteps were getting closer and closer, and they were about to enter the house.

The princess was so worried that she closed her eyes in despair.

And the little maid had already consciously got under the bed. The bed was very spacious, and it wasn't too dark underneath.

Although he can't sew clothes for Mozun, he can think about what gifts to buy.

Sure enough, Mozun did not lie, and greatly increased the frequency of coming to Wutong Courtyard. Now, the princess will be very happy.

Ling'er thought innocently, she was very happy for her princess, but she didn't know that her legs were like sieves.

He watched helplessly as the door was slowly pushed open.

The familiar figure came in from outside.

His eyes are deep, handsome and evil.

It was the devil she expected and feared.

"Mo... Mozun, why are you back again? Did you forget something?"

Fang Yang smiled and said nothing, just walked towards her slowly.

The robe on his body has been taken off.

The princess became more and more frightened, and her heart was terrified, even her voice trembled.

"You...what do you want to do?"

"The deity doesn't want to do anything? I just think of some knowledge I have learned recently, and want to communicate with the princess."

The corners of Fang Yang's mouth turned up slightly, looking at the beautiful figure of the princess, he couldn't hold back anymore.

The princess closed her eyes in pain.

"It's over, it's all over."

"A great plan was defeated by a weak body."

"She is really not reconciled."

The distance between the two is getting closer...

Looking at the other party's posture, Fang Yang even felt a little funny. For the first time, he felt that this woman was so cute.

A doubtful thought popped up in my mind.

Where's the little girl?Why didn't I see it again?

Could this girl really be under the bed?

He suddenly wanted to bend down to find out.

(End of this chapter)