The Demon Lord did not reply, but raised his hand to grab the fur ball on the table, turned his wrist and pulled out a small box.
Open the box, load it, close it.
It's so skillful that it seems like it's been done countless times.
"Bug! What are you doing?! Let go..."
As the box was closed, he raised his hand and a seal fell, and no sound came out.
Mo Qin was slightly stunned, looking at the box and then at the Demon Lord.
"???"
"!!!"
Mo Qin stared at the cold-faced man in front of him. He could only see displeasure on his face, not that familiarity.
That speculation was suppressed by Mo Qin.
If there is no memory, then why?
"Why did you catch my pet?"
Mo Qin reached out to take the box back from the Demon Lord, but she missed it.
He put away the box, and Mo Qin's hand fell into his palm. The temperature was scorching, completely different from the temperature in the Demon Palace.
Mo Qin retracted his hand angrily and did not ask him for Li Huan again.
Li Huan can still talk to her in her mind, but she can't touch him anymore.
The Demon Lord's eyes were slightly dark, condescendingly observing her reaction carefully.
"Don't worry, I will pay you back."
"That demon was made by you."
His voice was cold and indifferent, with no emotion audible.
I don't know if he always keeps his emotions secret, or if he doesn't care about the life or death of a little devil.
Mo Qin didn't mean to hide it, and just said: "He doesn't speak well."
She was now in someone else's care, but not completely.
If he leaves by force, Mo Qin is not helpless, but it will take some effort.
When there were other methods, Mo Qin didn't want to use them, otherwise the gains would outweigh the losses.
The Demon Lord lowered his eyelashes, looked at the person, pursed his lips, and did not show any anger.
Sure enough, it was not because of the instigation of troops to investigate crimes.
He silently picked up the wine bottle on the table, took two glasses, and poured two glasses of wine.
He didn't say anything, just looked at Mo Qin.
I don’t know what the wine in the cup is made of, but the mellow aroma is mixed with a hint of sweetness.
It smells weird...
Doesn't seem like a good thing.
Mo Qin didn't want to drink it very much, so she asked him:
"What do you mean? Give me a drink?"
The Demon Lord then curled his lips, not knowing why he was smiling, "Well, drink it."
Mo Qin still didn't move, the wine was wrong, "I can..."
The Demon Lord straightened the corners of his mouth, as if his patience had run out, and he said coldly, "No."
Seeing that Mo Qin still didn't move, he directly picked up a cup and drank it, then raised his hand to hold another cup.
Mo Qin looked at him, "..."
Is this how you drink a cup of wine?
There really is something wrong with this wine!
"If you don't drink, you might die soon."
Mo Qin's mind was a little confused. Forget it that something was wrong with the plot, where was this guy singing?
From the moment she appeared until now, there was nothing she could figure out.
Mo Qin was about to pick it up when he saw the impatient Demon Lord raising his hand and drinking it himself!
The Demon Lord threw away the wine glass, picked up Mo Qin without any warning, and strode towards the bed.
The girl's height of 1.7 meters was dwarfed in the Demon Lord's arms.
Mo Qin was gently thrown and fell into the soft bed.
Before she could struggle to get up, a big hand fell from her waist, clasping her waist and pushing her back, and then she fell down like a mountain.
Mo Qin was unexpected.
Warm lips covered hers.
The fragrant wine came over and could not be refused.
Mo Qin was suppressed and couldn't move.
The unfamiliar and slightly sweet smell of wine flowed down her throat, and the hot and spicy taste flowed down, like fire... burning in her body.
Mo Qin quickly noticed a strange feeling in his body.
This wine...
She raised her eyes and looked at the person who moved away from her lips, "Give me the medicine."
The Demon Lord chuckled softly, "I drank too, what are you afraid of?"
At the same time, the hand that landed on Mo Qin's waist neatly touched the hidden button.
A rustling sound rang in my ears.
The Demon Lord's hand moved up again, and he lifted Mo Qin's chin frivolously, looking at the girl with a confused look in his eyes.
"Have you done it with anyone else?"
Mo Qin thought she might be deaf, so she asked again, "What?"
"..."
The Demon Lord did not continue to ask.
The answer doesn't matter anyway, it's enough that she only belongs to herself here.
…
Mo Qin didn't know how much time had passed.
It's not as simple as one night.
She opened her eyes tiredly, feeling that she now had an immortal body and was still no different from a mortal.
Otherwise, why would she be so tired? !
Is this appropriate?
Mo Qin didn't feel any discomfort when he woke up, at least he was very clean.
She climbed up under the quilt, pulled clothes from the small table next to the bed and put them on herself.
Very ordinary style, not hot at all, and the color is not boring.
Mo Qin saw the small box containing Li Li on the tea table.
The wine pot on the table was gone, and now there was a pot of warm tea.
The room was quiet and no one else was around.
The box was not sealed, but the lock had its own seal. Mo Qin opened the box, and Li Huo flew out instantly.
"Crazy, crazy! This beast actually dares to do such a thing!"
Mo Qin poured a cup of tea, and Li Li jumped over consciously. The tea was spiritual tea, which was good for Li Li.
Seeing that there was no sullen look on Mo Qin's face, Li Huo started to jump up.
"The person he wants to marry is the original owner! We happened to come at this time, think about it. If you hadn't come at this time, would he have married the original owner..."
Mo Qin raised his eyebrows slightly and raised his hand to hold Li Huan down.
"You really think so?"
Li Li: "..."
Of course he didn't think so.
But that bitch actually dared to lock him up, and he had to discredit him no matter what!
Mo Qin expressed his doubts, "He looks like he knows me? But he doesn't know me before."
He looked at her with that gaze, as if he was remembering something.
His attitude wasn't gentle, but he didn't have any distaste either, and he didn't have any lust for her at first.
What does it look like...
Mo Qin made a wild guess, "You don't think this is the second week, right?"
Li Li's soft fur rubbed Mo Qin's palm, and his eyes widened slightly when he heard this.
"How is it possible! If it's the second week, how could I not know!"
He is the one who should know the most.
"Too."
Mo Qin nodded and agreed with Li Huan's words.
She didn't dwell on the matter, but walked to the door of the palace.
Outside the hall stood two demon attendants, one on the left and one on the right, with weapons in their hands.
Seeing that Mo Qin wanted to come out, he immediately stopped him.
"Ma'am, please come back."
The mirror-like blade reflected Mo Qin's face.
"What do you mean, you want to put me under house arrest?"
The Demon Warrior did not put away his sword, but dared not look at Mo Qin, and replied:
"I don't dare. The Demon Lord has ordered that if there is nothing important, it would be better for Madam to stay in the palace. There are so many demons in the palace that I might bump into Madam."
"If Madam needs anything, just ask us. Or... if Madam wants to go out and do something, I can send someone to report it to the Demon Lord."
*****
He gets married at the beginning and goes directly to the bridal chamber. The fastest male protagonist in the whole book (progress) is none other than him.
