Survival Guide For The Charming Villain [Quick Travel] ━ Vol.1

7.25 - Substitute

He was very gentle when he spoke, but his movements were not at all.

The thin clothes slipped off his shoulders in a moment, and Xi Rong struggled in panic, but the Demon Lord hugged the person and started kissing him.

Xi Rong was so used to kisses like this that he had no room to struggle. His body size was very petite compared to the Demon Lord, and he couldn't resist being hugged, whether it was a kiss or anything else.

His words were very gentle, but his movements were quite rough. He was extremely strong, and his golden eyes looked into Xi Rong's eyes, like a terrifying beast.

"Uh-huh!"

He couldn't help but laugh out loud. There was no room for him to speak. It sounded like a question, but in fact he was beginning to assert himself.

The table was placed quite close to the mirror. The Demon Lord was holding Xi Rong with his back to the mirror, and Xi Rong could just see the mirror from the corner of his eye.

At this moment, Han Qingyu's figure was no longer visible in the mirror. When he glanced out of the corner of his eye, there was only the Demon Lord's back, his own crimson face and moist eyes vaguely exposed.

Xi Rong only took one look and didn't dare to look again.

Why is he like this?

It was as if her whole body was limp in the man's arms, her face was full of color, her eyes were watery, she looked particularly easy to bully, and her soft hair was trembling slightly.

It looks like he is deliberately trying to seduce people.

very scary.

It was as if Han Qingyu in the mirror had been looking at him, making him panic to death.

The Demon Lord is usually very talkative. It was not easy to speak at this moment. She clearly felt Xi Rong's resistance, but she grabbed his hands and prevented him from moving.

The slender snow-white wrist was grabbed by the man, and one hand hugged his slender waist. Xi Rong's snow-white shoulders were slightly shrugged by the hug. Even if he wanted to reach out and grab the Demon Lord, the man was like a ferocious beast. Kiss him until he's breathless.

But suddenly, he was picked up from the table and placed on the dressing table.

Xi Rong exclaimed in fright.

The Demon Lord finally let him go.

"Why does Rong'er always look here? Do you want to be here?"

"No!" Xi Rong was frightened to death. Seeing that the Demon Lord let go of him a little, Xi Rong hurriedly got off the dressing table.

But the Demon Lord trapped him in his arms and did not hug him tightly. But as he walked down, he was hugged up again.

How could it be here.

It was as if kissing and being intimate with other men were being seen by others.

At the table, looking at the mirror at an angle is going too far.

I didn't expect to hold him next to the mirror.

Xi Rong's smooth and thin back was already pressed against the cold mirror.

He didn't know if Han Qingyu could see it, or he might go crazy if he was seen.

For some reason, Demon Lord was particularly hard to talk to today. If it were normal, if Xi Rong was so frightened, he would have coaxed him along.