The sickly fox demon is not easy to tease

Chapter 124 Your Woman

After a while, Su Muwei gently touched her forehead, breathing heavily, and after a long while, his breathing calmed down a little.

"When did you become a bad person?" Nan Xingchen poked his forehead with his hand.

This guy's kissing skills are getting better and better, he can even kiss deeply, and she hasn't taught him anything.

Su Muwei lowered his eyes and smiled. He had been recuperating at Yicheng's place for the past month.

Yicheng, this old phoenix, is too frivolous. He tricks him into reading those filthy little picture books every day.

It would be difficult for him to learn.

He rubbed Nan Xingchen's cheek, kissed her forehead, and coaxed her softly, "Xing'er, go to sleep."

Nan Xingchen smiled charmingly: "Brother, you will get sick if you do this, don't you want to?"

Su Muwei's breathing became more and more disordered. He held her hand to prevent her from moving and said seriously, "Xing'er, you are still young."

Nan Xingchen said in a bewitching voice: "Brother, another month has passed. According to human age, Xing'er has just passed the age of marriage, so it is okay..."

After she finished speaking, she pulled her hand away and touched his chest again. She was afraid that he would be hurt, so she avoided the wound.

Su Muwei looked at her sideways and rubbed her soft lips with his thumb: "Xing'er, is this really okay?"

Nan Xingchen's face was as red as fire, not only her face, but also her neck and wrists were stained with a layer of red. She was so ashamed and angry that she wanted to die for provoking a man like this.

But he had done so much for her, and she also wanted to do something for him. He was so restrained and cherished her, and she wanted to give herself to him even more.

She smiled tenderly, looked at the man in front of her and nodded.

She rubbed his chin with her lips and whispered, "Brother, you are injured, just lie down..."

The moonlight poured in through the window lattice, outside the window was a lush green scene, and inside the window was a beautiful bed.

Su Muwei's gaze fell on Nan Xingchen's delicate lips. Her lips were plump, as if water could be squeezed out of them, delicate and soft.

Su Muwei couldn't help but his Adam's apple rolling, his hot breath sprayed between her ears and neck. Nan Xingchen couldn't help but feel panic in her heart and buried her head in his chest.

Su Muwei's face flushed, and he said in a hoarse voice: "Xing'er, do you know what you are doing?"

Nan Xingchen raised her eyes and stared at him, and said seriously: "For my brother, Xing'er can't wait any longer and wants to be your woman."

"Xing'er, what did you say?"

Su Muwei pulled her into his arms, and the rich fragrance from her body rushed into his nose.

Nan Xingchen said in a rather overbearing tone: "Xing'er wants to be your woman, so you are not allowed to embrace me."

"Xing'er..."

Su Muwei first kissed her lightly, gently holding her soft lips.

When he finally took that step, Nan Xingchen frowned and couldn't help but let out a soft hiss.

Nan Xingchen's eyes became more and more blurred. She lowered her head, pressed her body tightly against him, and kissed the wounds on his body.

Kissing it inch by inch with care and tenderness.

Halfway through.

Nan Xingchen only felt that he was full of vitality and was growing rapidly.

The warm wind blows, the trees and flowers dance with the wind, and a season passes in the blink of an eye.

Thunderstorms and strong winds rolled in, and dark clouds covered the city, one after another.

Both of them were immersed in this joyful love.

The bright moonlight cannot hide the spring beauty in the room.

……

After a period of ups and downs, considering that Su Muwei was injured, he did not dare to indulge himself too much.

But what surprised Nan Xingchen was that instead of stretching the wounds on Su Muwei's body, they all healed instead.

It seems that spiritual practice can not only improve practitioners' cultivation, but also has many other benefits.

The two of them hugged each other's sweaty bodies and it took a long time for them to calm down and their breathing gradually became even.

Nan Xingchen rolled over and lay in the man's arms. She poked his forehead with her fingertips and said teasingly, "You are already my person. From now on, you are not allowed to get hurt without my permission."

Su Mu responded for good temper: "Okay."

Nan Xingchen stroked his handsome eyebrows and said, "Also, we will stay here for a few days. When your wounds are healed, you homeless fox, come home with me, right?"

Su Muwei raised his hand and scratched the tip of her nose, then said jokingly, "Okay, thank you for taking me in, Miss."

Nan Xingchen choked, then smiled and said, "Stop talking nonsense."

After a moment of silence, Nan Xingchen suddenly said, "After we go back, I want to confess your identity as the Demon Lord to Grandpa. Although, although you will not be the Demon Lord in the future, it is not good to hide it from him like this."

"Okay." He said again good-temperedly.

Seeing how obedient he was, Nan Xingchen suddenly wanted to tease him: "Do you mind if I invite friends of the opposite sex to come on our wedding day?"

"I don't mind." Su Muwei answered after hesitating for a moment.

He had long known that Nan Xingchen had always had many suitors, including that brat Rong Ke from Dayu Kingdom and Wen Ci from Jiming Kingdom.

He suddenly felt a little uneasy. His little fiancée was so stunningly beautiful, in terms of human age.

He was several decades older than her.

A sense of crisis arises spontaneously.

What if she dislikes his age and falls in love with someone else in the future?

Thinking of this, Su Muwei's eyebrows frowned slightly.

Nan Xingchen noticed that his expression had changed and asked curiously, "Su Muwei, what's wrong with you?"

Su Muwei coughed lightly, pulled his thoughts back, and asked tentatively: "What are the opposite-sex friends around you like?"

Nan Xingchen was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "They are all very nice, and they are also very nice to me."

She was silent for a moment, and continued, "I was injured this time thanks to Wen Ci. By the way, last time he helped me, Chu Mohan cut off one of his arms. Although it has been reattached, I still feel that I owe him."

Su Muwei felt a little sour in his heart when he heard this, and a trace of gloom appeared in his cunning eyes.

Nan Xingchen propped his chin up with his hand and pretended to be nonchalant: "Actually, Wen Ci is a good person, with a humorous personality, and we are of similar age, he is only four or five years older than me."

Nan Xingchen had actually been secretly observing Su Muwei's reaction, and saw that the man's face was becoming increasingly gloomy.

She continued, "In fact, if I had met him earlier, I might have been attracted to him."

The more Nan Xingchen spoke, the colder the air in the room became.

Su Muwei's expression gradually returned to the look he had when they first met, that arrogant and domineering look he had.

The difference is that there is a strong smell of fireworks in his eyes.

They had just reconciled, so he couldn't lose his temper with her. He could only quietly turn his head to the side and avoid the woman's sight.