My wife kills me because she has me in her heart!

In fact, there is nothing special about it.

She is naturally not as good as the storyteller at the tea stall, who can tell stories vividly.

He only spoke in a gentle tone, but his words were as clean and clear as reporting official business on weekdays, which was a huge contrast.

The young man's eyes stared at her, getting brighter and brighter as he listened.

By the end, the hem of his clothes was touching her...

Yan Conngling came to his senses.

The silver plum blossoms brushing on the back of the hand are fresh and attractive, just like the soft eyes of a young man.

He asked cautiously, "Miss Yan...can I call you sister?"

The lights were shining, and the temperature in the room was a bit high.

Yan Conling clenched the talisman in her palm and responded with a smile.

The young man was even more joyful and a little more courageous. He tentatively stretched out his hand to cover the back of her hand. The girl's finger bones are slender, but not weak. They are the hands for practicing swordsmanship.

Seeing that she didn't refuse.

Silver Moon's eyes were sparkling, her fingertips slowly moved up her arm, and stopped at her shoulder...

"Sister, sister... let's go to bed early?"

"it is good."

His words were cryptic, but Yan Conling was not hesitant or shy at all. He raised his hand to unbutton his clothes and asked while taking off his outer clothes.

"How old are you this year?"

"sixteen."

Before he could react, the girl casually reached out and pushed him, causing him to fall backwards uncontrollably.

The candlelight went out and the moment her body sank into the soft couch, there was a swishing sound, and the demon-binding ropes around her wrists sent chills down to her bones, just like the way she looked at her condescendingly at this moment.

"But your bones don't feel like those of a sixteen-year-old."

"Young man, let me ask you one last time, how old are you this year?"

The cold sword was touching his lower back.

Yinyue may not be sixteen years old, but according to the age of the demon clan, he shouldn't be much older. Fine tremors crawled up his spine inch by inch. While there was fear in his eyes, he looked at the girl with even more infatuated eyes.

The moment the familiar furry touch came out, Yan Conling was obviously startled.

"...A fox demon again?"

Is she destined to end up in a fox's den?

"Sister, sister."

Yinyue was still trembling, but the hand on her wrist never let go, "I have never harmed anyone, and I have sincerely admired you for a long time..."

The moment the words fell, the candle that had been extinguished suddenly lit up.

The cold wind mixed with broken snow blew in through the wide open window.

Yan Conngling looked back——

I saw a slender figure standing by the window sill at some point...

He didn't know how long he had been standing there. The flickering candlelight cast a shadow in front of his eyes. The man's face was extremely pale, as fragile as paper, and his hands clenched down at his sides.

An inhuman vertical line appeared in the pupils, and blood-like redness surged in the depths.

It was a gloomy look that she had never seen before, as if the wildness in the bones of a beast had been aroused.

"King, Your Majesty?"

Yin Yue rolled off the couch and knelt on the ground in disheveled clothes, full of panic.

Yan Conling already has a family, he knows this.

But he didn't expect... what he pried was the corner of his own king's wall!

Lou Qixue ignored him, his eyes only focused on the girl.

He was quiet, still waiting for an explanation.

Yan Conling was silent for a moment, then stood up and asked, "Why are you here?"

There was coldness beneath the gentle voice. Perhaps when he arrived, the wind and snow outside were so strong that Lou Qixue could only feel chills running down his spine. His throat was a little dry, "I saw you haven't come back late at night..."

"You don't have to wait for me."

Yan Conling interrupted him and took the painting on the desk, "I used to go out on missions in the middle of the night. It's common for me to stay up late at night."

Lou Qixue gritted her teeth, "A common thing? A common thing like today?"

The girl frowned, as if she was dissatisfied with these words, "If you think so, there's nothing I can do about it."

It was her duty to catch demons and exorcise them, and it was not his responsibility.

Even if he knew that things were not as he saw, Yan Conling was not a person who admired Fengyue. But this extreme indifference without even an explanation tore through the mask.

It had been so long since his rebirth that the trajectories that he thought had gradually drifted back together again under the carelessness in her eyes...

There is a dull pain in the chest caused by the anger, and the inner demon pulls away everything around him, suffocating him like a diaphragm.

——"Do you believe it now? In her eyes, you are just a monster and it is useless to do anything..."

——"This woman has no heart at all. Even if you die a thousand times under her hands, she will not be soft-hearted..."

——"Yan Conling, Yan Conling can only be yours if she is torn apart, chewed, and swallowed... she is mine!"

Its voice suddenly became sharp, mixed with extremely complex hatred, and surged.

The demonic violence only lasts for a blink of an eye, and the inner demons that can no longer be suppressed grow wildly.

Lou Qixue's eyes were red, and the sharp claws emerged out of control as the looming nine-tailed body appeared, but it was facing the fox demon boy on the ground——

Clang!

"Kings!?"

The suppression of the bloodline made people unable to move, and Yin Yue was so frightened that her whole body trembled. Just when he almost thought he was certain to die, a long sword as white as the moon stood in front of him.

The sharp claws collided with the sword blade, making a harsh sound.

Yan Conling's current strength is far different from that of the big demon. Logically speaking, it is impossible to hurt Lou Qixue. So even if the other party immediately stopped and retreated, his throat still felt sweet.

"Yan Conngling..."

The out-of-control demonic energy was forcibly taken back, and Lou Qixue's face looked equally bad, even a bit paler than hers.

The sharp pain in his chest eased back to a hint of clarity, but it failed to suppress his anger and sourness.

"Do you even want to protect an outsider now?"

The silhouette of the flying tiger beast was vaguely visible in the dark night, and the long sword in the girl's hand was pointed at his throat.

"Are you crazy?"

The moment blood dripped down the blade and fell to the ground, the roar of a beast swooped in from outside.

Clang.

Yan Conling dropped the sword, stretched out his hand to pinch the injured part of the man's neck, and pinned him to the ground. The desk was knocked and ink stained the sleeves of the robe.

The blood mixed with the fragrance of ink intertwined on the white fingertips. She sat on the thin waist, leaning forward with one hand on the ground, almost touching him.

Their hair was entangled and their breaths were similar.

A bell rang softly in his ears, a hint of charm mixed with cruelty.

"Are you crazy?!"

Suppressing the demon blood tightly, Yan Conngling couldn't help but get angry, "Did you know! Such demonic energy will alarm the guardian beasts in the demon suppressing tower!"

He used to look well-behaved.

I didn't expect to be so crazy!

The fox demon under her did not speak, only stared at her with dark eyes. His body has not yet been retracted, and his ears and tail are still spread out on the ground. Under the demonic power, strands of silvery white were faintly visible at the end of the hair, like moonlight.

"Open your mouth!"

Yan Conling struggled to free up a hand and took out the hemostatic pill from the Qiankun bag.

Just as he got closer, he suddenly got angry and bit down the medicine and his hand!

The sharp canine teeth scratched the skin, filling the air with a fishy and sweet smell.

The taste of blood inspires the most primitive wildness of monsters. Lou Qixue subconsciously reached out and clasped her shoulders, hugging her tightly with a force that wanted to crush her into bones and blood.

But the next moment, my jaw hurt——