Miss Succubus, it's time to learn

Chapter 8 8. The first night in the demon world.

It was night at the Vallière mansion.

In the old castle full of age, a small crow squatted on the triangular roof, its eyes as black as black jade reflecting the starry sky.

The cold night wind blew, and it suddenly turned into a giant roc two or three meters long. It dropped its thin feathers and spread its wings to fly into the sky.

The interior of the mansion is brightly lit. Unlike the ancient exterior, the interior is equipped with the latest voice-controlled LED lights. There is no need to pull cords or switches. The biggest advantage is that the color of the light can be changed and the brightness can be adjusted in multiple ways.

For example, at this moment, the warm yellow light is dim, and the brightness is only enough to see the area around the double bed.

The room was dark, and the only thing clearly visible was the faintly visible black mole under the left breast of the beautiful woman with a graceful figure beside the bed.

The nimble tail was like a deadly black poisonous snake, constantly stretching and moving on the sheets, as if looking for food to fill its stomach.

Du Wei stood upright by the side, while Lal sat lazily on the bed, his tail wagging constantly.

He could even see the patterns of Mrs. Lal's two undergarments.

Du Weixin asked, who brought the transparent nightgown to the demon world?

Hey! You're a fucking genius!

At this time, Mrs. Lal was lying on her side on the bed with her collar wide open. Her tail swayed twice in the air and then fell down limply. The heart-shaped tip of the tail fell in the inverted triangle between her legs, just right.

The thumb and index finger of her right hand held a crystal clear bottle, which was slightly raised. The dim light shone through the bottle onto Mrs. Lal. The shape of the bottle was like a large ampoule used in hospitals in the human world.

In the demon world, every bit of knowledge about humans is worth a lot of money.

Gently opening the bottle cap, Mrs. Succubus's elegant posture was as if she had opened a bottle of priceless red wine, and she gently sniffed the cork in her hand.

Mrs. Lal's intoxicated expression caught Du Wei's eyes.

When Du Wei thought of this charming demon woman smelling the "high-end red wine" he brewed "personally", his mouth became dry.

He could only force his eyes to look away.

It was a pity that the light in the room was dim and there were only a few things that could be seen. Du Wei looked around and was attracted by the things on the bedside table.

There was a family photo of three people on the bedside table. Lal in the photo looked almost the same as the succubus wife, who was only wearing a transparent lace nightgown.

After a succubus reaches adulthood, the changes in their appearance will become slower, until a certain point when they will no longer change.

No wrinkles, no eye bags, no sagging, and no dryness.

Of course, this is under the condition of normal intake of knowledge.

If you insist on doing something non-mainstream and develop anorexia, there is really nothing you can do and you can't blame anyone else.

Throughout history, only succubus have attacked others, and no one has been able to defeat the succubus. After all, if one is not careful, the outcome will be that the succubus will be sucked dry and die.

She stared at the small bottle in her hand for a long time, looking at Du Wei from time to time.

Only then did Du Wei realize that he seemed to be doing something very shameful.

Without much hesitation, Mrs. Lal raised her little finger, lifted the bottle high and tilted it into her mouth.

Du Wei couldn't help but hold his breath, widened his eyes, and subconsciously glanced at the family photo on the bedside table, secretly feeling a little guilty.

But apart from this little bit of guilt, the rest is all unknown excitement.

In short, it was so good that I almost flew off the roof of my head. Although there was no physical contact between them, Du Wei seemed to have opened the door to a new world and awakened a very strange sexual fetish.

The succubus's heart-shaped pupils suddenly turned to the side and stared at the motionless Du Wei with seductive eyes.

Du Wei seemed to feel that the succubus was touching his waist with its eyes.

After a long time, Lal slowly closed his eyes, licked his lips, and made a sound that seemed to indicate he was still unsatisfied.

"I'll leave it to you next week, too."

Her cheeks flushed and she passed out drunkenly without warning.

"Madam? Madam?

"Mrs. Lal?"

No matter how Du Wei spoke, the succubus lady just wouldn't wake up.

The thin straps of the nightgown fell off at some point, and the body that was originally covered with a veil, highlighting its hazy beauty, suddenly became unusually clear.

He reached out to wipe away the tears that had somehow overflowed from the corners of her eyes. Her skin was much softer than Du Wei had imagined, so delicate that it was almost possible to squeeze water out of it.

Du Wei's eyes moved downward uncontrollably, and he couldn't help but reach out his hand.

He is a man. Men always lack resistance to beautiful things, and they always have a desire to possess and want to monopolize "beauty". This is human nature.

At this moment, Mrs. Lal turned over suddenly in a daze, and her arm hit the bedside table directly, and the photo frame on it fell to the ground.

Du Wei picked up the photo frame and saw Luo Dai standing between her parents with a sweet smile on her face.

She looked much younger in the photo than she does now, and it was hard to associate her with the little succubus who only spoke in a sarcastic voice during the day.

Du Wei sighed and put the photo frame back in place.

He silently covered Mrs. Lal with the quilt, turned off the light, and quietly left the bedroom.

He is a man, and men always lack resistance to beautiful things, and they always have a desire to possess and want to monopolize "beauty". This is human nature, as long as Lal is a woman.

But at this time, the succubus lady was lying on the bed.

Is a mother.

Humph! Next time, I must let her feel her pulse while she is awake! Feel her pulse hard! Feel it with both hands!

Du Wei thought relentlessly.

At this time, outside the window, the young succubus was flapping its wings and secretly lying on the windowsill of her mother's bedroom.

Watch all the actions of this "suspicious man who claims to be a human being".

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