My female apprentices are all unpredictable

Chapter 100 Demon Lord, I Cry to Death!

Waist swaying.

A pair of beautiful feet, stepping on the cold floor.

Huang Fuling is a girl who is naturally charming.

What he is best at is to seduce people's souls.

Every frown, smile, and every move is enough to make people's hearts flutter.

The most important thing is that when the other party approached, Fang Yang was shocked to find that this high-slit, almost translucent skirt had other designs.

There are silver silk chains all over it, like decorations, shiny, but like zippers.

With a light pull, you can see another cave.

You call this a massage?

Who wears clothes like this for massage?

Fang Yang was expressionless.

I just feel that wearing like this really ruins the ethos of the Demon Cult.

I want to torture each other well.

Let the other party kneel on the ground to admit their mistakes, and never dare to do this again.

Getting closer and closer, the fragrant wind is head-on.

The two jade legs crossed slightly.

Afterwards, Huang Fuling grabbed Fang Yang's hand and put it on the stockings.

Make a little effort!

With a squeak, a hole was torn in the stockings.

Then she bent down, hooked her fingers on the silver chain inadvertently, and pulled it lightly.

The high-fork skirt was pulled away directly.

And her delicate snow-white knees were even pillowed on the cold ground, and she opened Fang Yang's black robe, planning to get in for a massage.

Such a provocative posture is really not something ordinary people can bear, and the same is true for Fang Yang.

With a stern face, he took a slight breath, and his heart became extremely tyrannical, just wanting to grab the black hair of this witch.

But soon, with a casual glance, he saw Huang Fuling's pale cheeks and slightly painful eyes.

The mind that had been muddled was instantly sober.

His gaze also became deep and cold, and he pulled Huang Fuling out just like that. Afterwards, he roughly hugged the other person's legs, picked him up by the waist, and threw him directly on the bed.

The generous big hand also grabbed the silver silk chain.

Huang Fuling's hair was disheveled, lying on the bed, feeling the rough movement.

Both apprehensive and looking forward to it.

The anticipation is that she has waited a long time for this day.

Anxiety is...

Unfortunately today, her body is in an uncomfortable state, and I am afraid it will be unbearable.

Otherwise, she wouldn't let Yuan Heng call Mozun here.

After all, although the Shadow Moon Holy Physique is extremely mysterious, it will backfire on these few days every month.

She didn't even have the strength to move.

Moreover, cultivators are very taboo about this kind of thing, once Mozun finds out about it, he might be unhappy.

Even thought she was looking for bad luck.

At that time, I will definitely be disappointed with her, and even feel disgusted in my heart.

however……

she really wants

After all, she had been waiting for this day for a long time, and she just wanted to give herself completely to the Demon Lord.

Become a slave of the demon king and let him be humiliated.

Soon, Fang Yang's hand had already grasped the chain, and exerted a little force. Huang Fuling practiced charm, so she could naturally feel the fire in Mozun's body, which was about to burst forth.

Next, Mozun will definitely tear the chain violently, and then, disappointed, he leaves indifferently.

Huang Fuling bit her lips tightly, her plump vermilion lips were almost bleeding from the bite.

With a long sigh in his heart, he wanted to tell Mozun the truth and stop Mozun.

Guess...

next moment……

Stab it!

The silver chain was pulled back again, and even her naked and attractive skin was covered by the clothes again.

Afterwards, Mozun even took off his black robe, covered her body with the robe, and said indifferently.

"Since you're not feeling well and don't have the strength, let's try another day, don't force yourself too much."

"Devil... Demon Venerable, this slave family... I'm afraid I can't do it either."

Huang Fuling raised her head abruptly, her tone still flustered, Fang Yang froze for a moment, and instantly understood what the other party meant, with black lines all over her head.

Where did this woman read her book from?

How can it be crooked like this?

don't say...

Quite a flavor.

Finally, Fang Yang snorted coldly, and was too lazy to talk to this woman, so he wanted to leave.

At this time, Huang Fuling really realized Fang Yang's thoughts.

My heart warms up.

It felt like something had stabbed hard into her heart.

The eyes of her, who had always been smiling like a flower, turned slightly red, and the Demon Lord in front of her gradually became blurred.

ridiculous!

How ridiculous!
A person who practices charming skills, sees through everything in the world, should be the best at hiding his heart.

But at this moment, she lowered her head and shed tears.

For a while, I was full of joy.

That's right, joy!
In the past, she thought that she was worthless and could only use her body to seduce the Demon Lord and win the Demon Lord's favor.

In the eyes of Mozun, she is probably just a plaything, and she is quite disgusting.

Otherwise, it would be impossible for her to be rejected by the Mozun when she tried every means and gave free money one after another.

But even so, she didn't have any sadness, let alone any regrets, as long as she could follow the Demon Lord, she was willing to give everything for the Demon Lord.

Even if he is only treated as a lowly puppy or a slave by the Demon Lord, he is willing to do so.

But today she realized that she was wrong, very wrong.

Although the Demon Lord is domineering and cruel, he also has a tender and tender side, and he actually saw that she was unwell today.

I can't bear to make her tired.

A princess carried her to the bed, zipped her up, and put on her clothes.

She was crying to death!
How could such a Demon Lord not be worthy of her devotion like a moth to a flame?
She is willing to give everything for the Demon Lord.

Even if you die.

Thinking of this, she raised her head and looked at Fang Yang's back with tears in her eyes, smiling brightly and happily.

Road slowly.

"Mozun, wait!"

Fang Yang turned his head and looked over in doubt.

All he wanted to do now was to rush to Wutong Hospital for treatment.

No time, no thought to waste.

"Anything else?"

He opened his mouth coldly, exuding a terrifying evil spirit from his body.

Unfathomable, people can't help feeling afraid.

Although Huang Fuling in the past was desperate to seduce Mozun, she was more or less afraid in her heart after all.

But now, after experiencing the incident just now, she already knew that she had left an impression in Mozun's heart.

The so-called ruthlessness of the Demon Lord...

Most are just faking.

So, she put on the demon's robe, stood up from the bed, and walked in front of the demon in a pitiful manner.

Head up, tears Lilian.

The wide robe couldn't cover her well-defined figure, but instead had a kind of charm that seemed to be revealing but not revealing.

Afterwards, she looked at Fang Yang and said delicately.

"My family already knows the demon's intentions, and I am very grateful. But today, the demon came to exchange massages. Now that the slave has not had a massage, the demon has left. Wouldn't this be too sorry for the demon?"

"What's more... the trouble caused by the slave family, the slave family will naturally have to solve it by itself."

"Hufa Huang's massage, the deity...is satisfied. But now that you are so weak, how can you massage?"

Fang Yang frowned, a little puzzled.

But seeing Huang Fuling smiled coquettishly.

"Mozun, Nujia said that Nujia's massage techniques have been upgraded, and other methods have been created, which will definitely satisfy Mozun."

As she spoke, she knelt down slowly.

(End of this chapter)