Chapter 877: Villain Immortal Son-in-law X Unable to Transform into a Demonic Little Fox 77
Chapter 877: Villain Immortal Son-in-law X Unable to Transform into a Demonic Little Fox 77
Xie Linyuan was so intimidated by her bold actions that he wanted to leave on the spot.
However, because his body had not yet recovered, his refusal seemed powerless.
"Zhenzhen..."
He looked up at her.
"Is this... really okay?"
"What do you mean by good or bad? I don't understand what you're saying," Yu Zhen reached out and pulled his collar outwards. "Are you hesitating? Have you forgotten that we monsters don't reason?"
"Yu Zhen!"
A chill ran through Xie Linyuan's chest, and he grabbed her hand in a panic, his face flushed: "You..."
"What? Speak quickly if you have something to say, I'm busy."
Yu Zhen shook his hand, which was being held tightly, and urged him on.
Realizing that things were developing in a completely different way than he had imagined—no, it wasn't so much different as "going in the opposite direction"—Xie Linyuan turned his head away from her, but said, "Aren't you... scared?"
"Won't you... regret it?"
"Right now, there's nothing I like about myself."
He turned his head away, probably not wanting her to see the expression on his face.
But even he didn't notice that, because of the movement of his face, his burning red ears were so blatantly exposed to Yu Zhen's sight.
That hasn't changed at all.
Is this what it feels like to pull a cold and aloof celestial lord down from the heavens?
"Xie Linyuan."
She simply cupped his face in her hands, making him look directly at her: "You always forget something very important."
"what?"
His cheeks were burning hot, so hot that Yu Zhen felt as if she were holding a ball of fire.
Yu Zhen looked into his eyes and said, "We demons have always acted recklessly and followed our truest desires."
"You human cultivators just like to beat around the bush, and even if you like it, you won't say it outright."
She lowered her head and placed a kiss on his forehead: "What regret? We never regret anything."
"Enjoy every second of the present moment; all the pain and struggle that follow are part of the spiritual practice."
"Xie Linyuan, are you sure you want to keep wasting time?"
Yu Zhen's words were completely contrary to Xie Linyuan's aspirations for cultivation.
Perhaps he wouldn't have understood when he was the senior disciple of the Sword Sect, but now... he understands.
His eyes flickered, but Yu Zhen had already begun to grope him all over.
He gritted his teeth, reached out and grabbed the waist of the person in front of him, pulling her into his arms.
After a dizzying spin, their positions were completely reversed.
Xie Linyuan looked at her and said, "In this kind of thing... the woman shouldn't be the one to make the first move."
He spoke with a flushed face... his words were kind of endearingly serious.
Yu Zhen chuckled and rubbed her leg against his waist: "Xie Linyuan, you're so slow."
"Are you even capable?"
Even in this situation, he remained calm and composed. Could it be that his illness has caused irreparable damage to his body?
For example... a little weak?
Even a calm and composed immortal lord couldn't bear to hear such words.
Xie Linyuan gritted his teeth, suddenly feeling that this little fox was really infuriating.
He'd been agonizing over this for so long, but she still acted like she didn't care about anything, innocent and carefree.
Perhaps this is the biggest difference between demon cultivators and human cultivators.
Spirits and monsters, born between heaven and earth and raised in nature, have never been bound by etiquette or rules.
"You'll find out soon enough whether I'm slow or not."
"It's true."
He looked into her eyes as if a hidden fire had been ignited within them.
"Don't regret it."
Then Yu Zhen was so exhausted by him that she couldn't get up until the sun was high in the sky the next day.
On the contrary, Xie Linyuan, whose physical injuries had not yet healed, did not become weaker after exercising all night. Instead, he seemed to be a monster who had absorbed vital energy, and his spirit was extremely high.
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