Looking at her charmingly and resentfully, Zheng Xiyao shook her head hurriedly.
Youmei reluctantly handed over the food box she brought, gritted her teeth and said, "Fairy Yunmeng, enjoy it slowly."
Zheng Xiyao took the food box with a wry smile and watched Mei Mei leave angrily. She turned around and complained: "Is this interesting? Use me as a cover."
Li Yuan pointed directly at the food box and then at her, and said seriously: "It's for you." Zheng Xiyao was stunned when she heard this, opened the food box, and it turned out to be a box of osmanthus cakes. Also paired with a bottle of green plum wine.
Why is this combination so familiar?
"Do you still remember?" Zheng Xiyao's heart moved, and a trace of nostalgia flashed in her eyes.
She opened it and poured a glass of wine. Sure enough, it still tasted the same as before.
Li Yuan looked at the woman intoxicated and had long forgotten what he had just wanted to question him about, and he felt inexplicably happy. He also poured a glass with great interest and took a sip. His eyes lit up and he poured himself another glass.
Zheng Xiyao had just taken a bite of the sweet-scented osmanthus cake when she realized someone was trying to grab the wine from her. She grabbed the wine bottle and said, "Didn't you say it was for me?"
"This is mine." The woman held the wine bottle and refused to let go.
Li Yuan curled his lips and said nothing. Just look at the woman. Zheng Xiyao was so frightened by Li Yuan's gaze that she woke up.
How dare she dare to grab a drink from the Demon Lord?
"Let's drink together." Zheng Xiyao pretended to be drunk and poured Li Yuan a glass of wine.
Li Yuan didn't back down, and took a swig from the wine glass handed over by Zheng Xiyao.
After three rounds of drinking, both of them were a little drunk. Zheng Xiyao was even more drunk. She looked at Li Yuan with smiles in her eyes and suddenly started laughing.
"What are you doing?" Li Yuan felt that the woman's appearance at this time was too strange.
Zheng Xiyao held his face with her hands, looked left and right, gently caressed the contours of the man's face with her fingers, and murmured to herself: "Why are you always looking at me so coldly like before? Didn't you say you wanted me to Are you always happy?”
"What?"
"Liu... Si Yan, you are really annoying. I told you, I'm tired of eating sweet-scented osmanthus cakes."
The man's expression turned cold, he tightened his grip on Zheng Xiyao's hand tracing his face, and his tone was cold: "Who is Liu Siyan?"
"What did you say?"
"That Liu Siyan you are talking about, who is he?"
Zheng Xiyao's eyes were blurry, and she couldn't explain clearly intermittently. She just repeated "You, you."
Looking at Zheng Xiyao lying on the table, Li Yuan frowned. He was a little drunk at first, but he was now sober.
Li Yuan took a bite of the sweet-scented osmanthus cake and said indifferently: "It's really unpalatable." He poured another glass of wine, which was not as sweet as before, but had a bit more bitterness.
Li Yuan lost interest.
He looked at Zheng Xiyao who was sleeping, and poked her cheek with his index finger, but she didn't wake up. He pinched the woman's small nose, knowing that Zheng Xiyao was about to wake up due to difficulty in breathing, so he let go.
"Little heartless." Li Yuan flicked her forehead.
The woman moved unwell and muttered something. The man leaned forward and listened carefully.
"Xiao Yuanyuan, I am your senior sister, you have to listen to me."
"You can't eat any more, you're too fat and I can't hold you."
Li Yuan:......
"Haha, whoever is fat, you obviously eat the most." Li Yuan pinched the flesh of Zheng Xiyao's cheek and said with a smile.
At this moment, the emotion flashing in the man's eyes was probably even unknown to him. My heart felt numb, as if something had burst out of the ground.
Then, there was another huge pain, and Li Yuan clearly felt the malice in his heart, and there was an uncontrollable desire that made him want to destroy everything in front of him.
Looking at the sleeping woman's white neck, Li Yuan could not restrain his desire to bite and drink blood.
Li Yuan took out Chiyuan while he still had some clarity and scratched the palm of his hand.
The pain gradually stopped the desire in his heart.
Li Yuan wondered what was going on. He didn't do anything, so how could he trigger an old disease? Almost hurt Zheng Xiyao.
There was actually a trace of fear in his heart.
He was scared...
What exactly is going on.
At this moment, Zheng Xiyao was awakened by an evil spirit and looked at Li Yuan's injured hand and Chi Yuan who was constantly shaking. She couldn't help but feel nervous, after all, who could harm the Demon Lord in the Demon Realm.
"What’s wrong with you?"
"Nothing, just drunk."
"Do you harm yourself when you're drunk?"
"……Um."
Zheng Xiyao didn't believe it, it was obvious that Li Yuan was lying. Although he has no love or emotions at the moment, his habit has not changed, that is, every time he lies, he will keep rubbing something with his right hand, no matter what it is.
"Really?" Zheng Xiyao stepped closer to Li Yuan, staring at him and observing his emotional changes. There was no emotion in the man's eyes, but the temperature when he looked at her was obviously hot.
That subtle desire was still discovered by her.
"You're not sick again, are you?" Zheng Xiyao guessed, after all, this look was very similar to the last time he bit her.
"If you don't want to die, stay away."
Zheng Xiyao subconsciously took a step back. The man looked away with a hint of mockery.
"If it's like last time, I can." Zheng Xiyao said hesitantly. If it was just fingertip blood, then she couldn't give some.
A huge force instantly pulled Zheng Xiyao to Li Yuan. The man put his arm around her waist and strangled her neck, with a half-smile but not a smile: "You think all I want is a little fingertip blood? You probably don't know, now What are you in my eyes?"
"What"
"It's like the magic beef you've eaten. I want to tear you apart and rip your bones into my belly." The man's voice whispered in her ear. Zheng Xiyao's body trembled and her lowered eyelashes trembled.
"Then what do you want, do you really want to eat me?"
"Ah."
Zheng Xiyao hesitated for a moment and sighed softly: "Knock me out. I'm afraid of pain."
"Aren't you afraid?" Li Yuan was confused. He had already said so, why did Zheng Xiyao still want to help him?
"Scared. But, I can't beat you."
Li Yuan: "..."
Zheng Xiyao looked at him quietly, as if looking at someone else: And I don't want you to feel so uncomfortable.
After a long time, the man narrowed his eyes and said thoughtfully: "Go to bed."
"...What? On the bed?" Zheng Xiyao was shocked.
"How can you heal without going to bed? Standing?" the man asked.
When Zheng Xiyao heard this, her face turned red and she ran to the bed in panic. Maybe it was Zheng Xiyao's misunderstanding just now, or maybe she was thinking about other things, so she was absent-minded when sending her inner energy to Li Yuan. He didn't notice the gradually darkening gaze in Li Yuan's eyes and the crazy spiritual energy being sucked away.
"Wait, Li Yuan, stop." When Zheng Xiyao felt that her spiritual power was being sucked out, she wanted to stop him, but found that the man's eyes were empty, with nothing in them.
Without spiritual power, Zheng Xiyao could not survive in the demon world. She used her last strength to pull out the golden hairpin on her head and stabbed Li Yuan in the chest.
The blood and pain restored Li Yuan's clarity.
He looked at Zheng Xiyao who fainted in his arms, his heart sank, he stretched out his hand to detect her breath, and shouted in a deep voice:
"Somebody come!"
(End of chapter)
