Her aggressive aura was very strong, but her body was restrained by him and she couldn't move at all. She could only twist her waist and resist stubbornly. After several movements, Ning Feiyan's body suddenly stiffened and she didn't dare to move.
Balian rubbed his cold breath carefully against her neck. He raised his head and gently bit Ning Feiyan's earlobe, whispering: "Do you want to?"
Ning Feiyan felt extremely comfortable being rubbed by him. She narrowed her charming eyes and gritted her teeth: "Go away! I won't serve you!"
She always loves to pretend to be dignified and dignified, but even the 'old lady' was forced to come out, it seems she is really angry.
Balian smiled, not afraid at all, and with his free hand, he fished up her thin waist skirt.
The soft and loose skirt was lightly wrapped around her waist and tied with a slip knot, which outlined her waist.
The strange and evil black and red magic line spread between the waist and spine.
Ning Feiyan was so anxious that she kicked him with her legs, and her eyes were red with anger: "If you dare to act recklessly today, I will definitely bite you to death next time, eh..."
Halfway through his words, he stopped talking.
Ning Feiyan felt a strong sense of self-abandonment in her heart, and couldn't help lowering her body and crying: "Get up..."
Balian's heart softened at the sound of her soft cries, and Moyo also guessed the general reason for her rejection.
Balian slowly let go of Ning Feiyan's wrist, sighed helplessly, reached out to wipe the tears on her cheeks, and said softly: "Why are you as timid as a cat? If you reject me today , How do you plan to resist the corrosive power of the demon power in the future? Last night, you screamed in pain all night long."
Ning Feiyan turned around and looked back, her water-colored eyes covered with light frost and vigilance: "Are you pitying me?"
Before Balian spoke, she sneered again and said, "If I want to relieve my pain in this way, there are thousands of men in the world. Why are you so confident that I have to be you?"
No man would feel comfortable hearing such heart-wrenching words.
Balian was not angry, because the woman in front of him would only look sharply at him.
Now it looks a bit as calm, elegant and exquisite as before.
This kind of Ning Feiyan will only be more difficult to deal with than her before, because this is the most real her.
Sharp, sensitive, world-weary, self-abasing, and inaccessible.
But Bailian was very patient. He put his hands on the edge of the case, sealed her under his chest, and said with a smile: "Yes, there are thousands of men in the world, why can't it be me?"
There were scattered lights in Ning Fei's eyes, and her stiff face seemed to be filled with fleeting sadness. She suddenly whispered: "Do you want to hear the truth?"
"Then it depends on how much truth the girl is willing to tell me."
Ning Feiyan raised her eyes, looked directly into his eyes, and said in a deep voice: "Your mind is too clean, so clean that you feel that you have slept with a woman, and you consciously want to treat her well for the rest of your life, even if this woman hurts you. I tried to plot against you, but you still protected me all the time.”
Ning Feiyan shook his head, as if countless sorrows appeared in his eyes, which quickly fell back.
She said: "But I don't need others to be sincerely kind to me. What I have in my heart is calculation of interests and power.
The kindness you have treated me cannot be repaid by worldly benefits. If I can't pay it back, I will gradually become squandered in the game and narrow my eyes. If I am not careful, I will be swallowed up by the abyss of bitter summer, spring and autumn, and every bone will be swallowed up. Nothing left. "
She slowly raised her hand, and her cold fingertips were like a sharp blade of hurt, gently touching Balian's chest.
"A sincere heart is beautiful, but it is too heavy for me. I can't accept it and I don't want to accept it. Even though I am cold-hearted and can enjoy this warmth with peace of mind, I am not brave enough to think that I can keep it. warmth.
Even the sea can wither into mulberry fields, and the stars all fall. Who can guarantee when a warm and beautiful heart will turn cold.
In this case, it’s better not to be so warm at the beginning. I like others to approach me with a false heart, because only in this way can I lose and use them with peace of mind. "
She has never been afraid of all kinds of disasters and malice in the world, but when it comes to relationships, she avoids them like a snake or a scorpion.
The fingertips traced along his chest and throat, gently lifted his chin, and gently rubbed the corners of Balian's lips with his thumb.
She lowered her eyes and said, "Look, I am such a bad woman, so why bother wasting my energy on caring about my pain? Isn't it good for us to be rivals and trade with each other all the time?"
Baili looked at her quietly for a long time, his dark eyes as calm as night. He suddenly smiled and said, "Bad cat, you are really narcissistic. When did I say I liked you?"
Ning Feiyan couldn't help but be stunned.
Balian held her hand and lowered his body slightly. His dark eyes seemed to be eating people: "I just simply want you. You're right. It's good to use each other like this. Those on the case Let me show you the ancient secret. How about it? Is this deal fair to you and me?"
It sounded more than fair, it was heart-warming, but Ning Feiyan always felt that there was something indescribably wrong.
It seems like a trick, but if you think about it carefully, it doesn't seem to be the case.
It is better to say that he is finding a good step for her, even if she indulges in her natural desires, she will be well-known.
Ning Feiyan still found it difficult to accept this statement, but looking at his wet eyes like a puppy, her mind moved and she said with a smile: "If you really want to argue with me about fairness, what you are saying now It's not fair. I tried to make things easier for you last night, but you want to use His Majesty's ancient secrets to intimidate you. That's not possible. Nothing in the world is so cheap."
Seeing her relaxed tone, Balian smiled and said, "How are you doing?"
Ning Feiyan smiled coquettishly and said, "If you can treat me the way I treated you last night, I will do anything today."
She knew that Balian's temperament seemed to be gentle and easy to get along with, but in fact, there was a kind of arrogance in his bones that would rather bend than bend. Although most men in the world coveted the body of the succubus, there was no one who was willing to bend the knee for it.
After all, in the world's perception, succubi are monsters in body and body, but their reputation is so bad that most people just treat succubi as toys, and how can any dignified man be willing to lower his eyebrows in front of a succubus?
Sure enough, she didn't see Bai Lian hesitate to think, and just reached out and pushed her hand away.
Ning Feiyan knew that he was retreating despite the difficulties, and while feeling relaxed, he was also strangely a little disappointed and sad.
Also, how could he, a well-behaved person like her, behave as randomly as she did.
Ning Feiyan was about to curl up her legs and untie the slip knot at her waist, when suddenly the soles of her feet felt cold and she was held by a cold hand.
Ning Feiyan was shocked and watched with wide eyes as Balian slowly knelt down on one knee in front of her.
He gently placed the soles of her feet on his knees, and when he raised his eyes, what he saw was a gentle and gentle smile like water. The eyebrows seemed calm, but there was a bit of hesitation and nervousness that could not be detected.
His handsome face was slightly red, as if he was drinking alcohol: "I'm not as good as you when it comes to Fengyue. If I don't do something well, I have to trouble you to give me some advice."
Ning Feiyan's mind was in a mess. Does this kid know what he is doing?
After Balian finished speaking, he leaned down slightly.
The sound of rain outside the window became louder, and the cool breeze entered the room, blowing away the body temperature between Ning Feiyan's skin.
Balian didn't stand up in a hurry. He rested his chin on her belly, his long hair spread gently, and said with a smile: "Bad cat, you are so sweet."
Ning Feiyan's heart trembled at the word 'sweet'.
This guy...is he talking to her?
The incense burner was exhaling silent smoke, the rain was pouring outside the window, and the humidity was thick in the air. Bailian was quiet for a moment without saying anything, and put his arm around Ning Feiyan's shoulder.
Ning Feiyan knew what he would do next, her body stiffened slightly and she struggled subconsciously.
But after all, he was no longer as sharp and cold as before.
Balian raised his lips and smiled. Perhaps he had been with her for a long time and had absorbed a lot of unnecessary knowledge. At dusk, he teased her greenly: "Sister Yan'er, I want her."
Ning Feiyan was very shocked: "Where did you learn such shameless tricks?"
Balian stared at her.
Ning Feiyan was silent.
Well, I learned bad things from her.
But in the end, her stiff body softened, and she said, "Put out the candle."
Balian acted as he was told, and when he looked back, the light in the room faded back into darkness.
He stretched out his hand to fish her out and said in a low voice: "Miss Ning, why don't you turn over and lie down?"
Ning Feiyan fell silent.
"Miss Ning?"
She glanced at him coldly: "Why don't you continue to call me sister?" After saying that, her face turned red again.
Ning Feiyan felt that she was becoming more and more demanding, and she dared to make any shameful request.
Balian's eyes opened slightly, and then he smiled and said: "Sister Yan'er, why don't you just lie down?"
Ning Feiyan glanced at him again, vaguely guessing something in her mind: "I have done it many times, who wants you to worry about the injuries behind me?"
Although he said this, he still obeyed obediently and lay down in front of the case, looking out the window as blankly as possible.
The lingering moonlight shines on the woman's fair skin, her long dark hair is entangled enchantingly between her jade-white arms, and her figure is convex.
There was a thin layer of sweat on her body, and you could tell that she was nervous. The sweat flowed down along the beautiful ridges and gathered in the low waist, making her look extremely beautiful.
Balian pushed further: "This month, if you need anything, come to me whenever you need it, okay?"
OK.
Somehow, she was confused by this sinister little wolf cub and almost agreed.
Seeing that she didn't answer, the stupid cat's little teeth bit her neck with a dangerous aura. Ning Feiyan was so worn down that she couldn't help it, so she hurriedly said: "Be good, I'll think about it."
Balian laughed happily.
The body temperature of the beauty beneath her gradually increased, making her particularly intoxicating. In Balian's eyes, her delicate and small ears gradually became slender, with slightly pointed edges, and her empty and misty eyes looking out the window also faded into Enchanting golden eyes.
The red orb under the earlobe became more and more beautiful, swaying in the night.
The windows were rattled by the wind and rain, and Ning Feiyan was shouting incoherently about stupid cats and bad guys, and he was so angry that he couldn't even form a single voice.
In the end, she had no energy left and kicked Balian lazily, humming softly in a charming voice: "I'm so hot, it's uncomfortable. Please press your body against me to cool off." "
Balian moved slightly when he heard her say it was hot, but she hummed dissatisfied: "Don't move around, haven't you heard that succubi are born with spiritual bodies, and their charm nourishes all spirits? You performed well today, I will give you You take care of yourself.”
Balian coughed lightly, his cool chest pressed against her back, and chuckled: "Why didn't I know that the succubus is so capable?"
Ning Feiyan felt comfortable and didn't want to move a finger. Her voice was weak and soft: "If the body of the succubus hadn't been so useful, how could even those famous and righteous people be crazy about it? Of course, this still requires The succubus has to be willing, otherwise..."
She winked at the corner of her charming eyes: "You stinky men have no choice but to admit defeat."
Balian begged for mercy very obediently: "Then sister must be merciful."
Ning Feiyan was amused by him and said: "Change the position, you are not comfortable pressing me."
Bai Lian hummed: "Shall I carry you to bed?"
This time Ning Feiyan was in no mood to resist him and go to his bed.
Her eyes are charming, like a delicate stamen half-closed, and there is a kind of weak and trembling beauty in the dim light of the night.
The water is shining, and it is a bit gorgeous.
Seeing her like this, Balian couldn't help but tighten his breath and his eyes darkened.
Ning Feiyan's face turned red at his gaze, and she couldn't help but clenched her fist and hit him on the chest: "Stupid cat, what are you looking at!"
The small fist that was neither light nor heavy had not yet been firmly planted. Ning Feiyan's eyes moved slightly and saw the scabbed sword wound between his heart.
Corpse demons are born with extremely strong self-healing power. If the injuries were not caused by direct sunlight, they would heal over time without leaving any scars.
Ning Feiyan was moved, thinking of that night of memories, and already guessed that this must be the indelible scar left by the weird little silver sword when it killed him.
She stared at the scar carefully for a long time, the blush on her face gradually faded, and she couldn't help but ask: "What does death feel like?"
Balian seemed stunned for a moment, and looked down at her in surprise.
Ning Feiyan knew she had made a mistake, and the fingers that were touching his heart slightly curled up. She pretended to be unintentional and chuckled: "I'm just curious, you don't have to answer."
Balian pondered for a moment and then said: "Death is like a long and cold sleep. Apart from emptiness and coldness, there are no other special feelings. Although I have no memory of my life, at the moment of death, I can I feel a kind of relaxation and relief, but I don’t feel any pain at all.”
The fingers placed on his chest curled up tighter. Ning Feiyan raised her face, looked into his eyes steadily, and the smile on her face became weaker: "So for you, death is not A painful and terrible thing, but living is better?"
