The Eunuch is Pregnant 『Liskook』

Chapter 73: The King of Hell was human

She didn't dare to resist too hard, because she was afraid she would wake the King of Hell up.

But was the King of Hell really asleep? Wasn't he normally very alert? Why was he acting so oddly tonight? He was like a different person.

At this moment, the King of Hell suddenly turned over so Lisa naturally leaned over.

Originally, she thought the King of Hell would let go after he turned over....then, she would have an opportunity to escape. But after the King of Hell turned to his side, he put his long leg over her body like a shackle.

His action and posture......did he think she was a pillow?

Thinking of this, Lisa wanted to cry but had no tears.

Currently, Prince Gukk had his strong leg squishing her butt. He wasn't light. At this rate, she was really worried that her cute butt will be deformed tomorrow!

Thinking of this, the corner of Lisa's mouth twitched. This was unacceptable! He cannot always have his way even if he was the King of Hell! She must shove him off!

But just as she was about to do so, suddenly, there was another *hong long* sound from the thunder outside. The black room suddenly lit up like the day, before turning dark again.

At the same time, the arms around her waist tightened, and the King of Hell's voice was filled with fear as he cried.

"Don't kick me out, mu fei (a mother term that is for an imperial concubine)! It is thunderstorming outside. Yu'er is very scared. Wuwu. Mu fei...."

"Eh?!"

Hearing this, Lisa was bewildered.

Because currently, the King of Hell was acting like a scared and abandoned child. It made her heart feel sour on the inside.

Lisa lightly lifted her head. Although she wasn't holding on a lamp, the continuous flashes from the thunder allowed her to see the King of Hell's facial expressions very clearly.

This was the first time Lisa realized a man could look so handsome when he cries.

This was also the first time Lisa realized the cold and ruthless King of Hell could cry. He was a normal human being. He had feelings, fears, and times where he felt helpless.

On a daily basis, he uses a cold and vicious mask to disguise himself.

In addition, from the way he was holding on her, it subconsciously reminded Lisa of the time she read a psychology book. In the book, it mentioned that those who lacked a sense of security tend to enjoy hugging things to sleep.

Although the King of Hell had a respectable position, supreme power, and high status, he didn't have any sense of security...

The more Lisa ponder on this, the softer her gaze became.

Seeing how the King of Hell had his brows crinkled, she really wanted to help him erase the grief and pain that he had endured.

Thinking of this, it was as if Lisa's little hand had a mind of its own as it reached towards the middle of his forehead.

She slowly and gently helped him unwrinkled the fold.

Perhaps the King of Hell could sense the kindness, because his tears gradually came to a halt. However, he wouldn't release the warm bundle in his arms.

Because although he was asleep, his unconscious mind didn't want to let go.

The person was so petite and warm. Maybe, it was all a dream. But right now, he wanted to tightly wrap himself in the dream so that this dream could warm his frozen heart...