The Anarchic Consort (3) LAST PART

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Chapter 1041 His Highness' Wet Dream

it has become slightly bigger?

helian wei wei instantly narrowed her eyes, as she paced to the front of the dressing mirror.

in the reflection, she still seemed like a teenage girl when she was around 15 years old. however, she looked extremely young. even the prayer beads on her wrists had returned to its appearance when she ventured into the sea of blood.

in that case, it seems like i can use the phoenix scythe now.

helian wei wei scrutinized her image in the mirror and glanced at her fiery red kasaya.

it seemed that expiating evil spirits from purgatory would help her grow.

naturally, helian wei wei was on cloud nine. although she was still not as tall as her adult self, at least, she did not look like a little child now.

thus, she would not feel too embarrassed even if people saw her.

helian wei wei poured a glass of milk for herself and was just about to open her notebook to take another order when...

the man behind her opened his eyes. baili jia jue ran his slender fingers through his silver-grey tousled hair. his beautiful eyes squinted in doubt as he had only woken up. then, a light flashed across his eyes when he saw helian wei wei.

he still remembered this appearance of hers.

she looked like this when she gave him the cold shoulder and stubbornly rejected his feelings.

she had given him buns in the past. however, she merely nodded indifferently at him, when she grew older and met him as the representative from buddhism during the feast in divine path.

it was as if in her heart, he was simply no different from everyone else.

the more she ignored him, the more badly he wanted her.

also, he had an idea that a god should not have that night.

he had a dream, in which he finally won over her.

in the past, he just wanted to put her in his embrace, feed her the most delicious food, and give her the freedom that she wanted the most.

however, the scene was different from that time.

at the heaven feast, he dreamt that he was pressing down on her in the wooden chair. he passionately kissed her soft, luscious lips and did not stop even when he saw her trembling violently and begging for mercy. he kept torturing her matured body, which was obviously different from her younger self, until he suddenly woke up from his arousing dream. even after waking up, the passionate thought still haunted his mind.

he changed his pajamas as there were still some traces of his wet dream on it.

nevertheless, this was not important. what mattered the most was that he knew that this side of him was unlike the luxurious and elegant emperor that she had imagined him to be.

ultimately, he was born from chaos. no matter how elegant he looked on the surface, he could not hide his lust to dominate her.

however, it was not the best time for it back then.

otherwise, he would have done all the things that he yearned for when she was at that age.

however, it's not too late now.

baili jia jue looked at her slim, enticing figure with profound eyes that were difficult to miss, as they were inky black like the vast, dark sea in the starless night.