Demon master lolicon

Han Xiaotu's back slammed into the floor hard, hurting as if it was shattering.

As for Nangong Zeye, unexpectedly, he also fell heavily on Han Xiaotu's body. The severe pain caused by the upper and lower pincers made Han Xiaotu's whole face twisted together, and he couldn't speak out the pain.

"Han Xiaotu!!"

While still in shock, Nangong Sawano's roar could already be heard in his ears.

At this time, Han Xiaotu remembered that she actually pulled the young master down!

"Master, I was wrong! I didn't mean it! Me, me, me... this... was a complete accident!!!"

Han Xiaotu tried her best to explain, looking at the young master's sullen dark blue eyes in fear, almost crying.

"You did it on purpose!" Nangong Zeye said coldly, "I gave you so much work for revenge, didn't I?"

Nangong Zeye just pressed on Han Xiaotu's body, staring at her angrily.

Han Xiaotu looked at the face of the young master who was close at hand, swallowed her saliva, and shook her head again and again.

"I don't believe you!"

However, Nangong Zeye has already determined that Han Xiaotu is deliberately retaliating.

"I really didn't..." Han Xiaotu looked at the young master devoutly, with teary eyes filled with grievance, "Really...uh—"

Han Xiaotu wanted to explain something, but Nangong Zeye blocked her mouth abruptly.

Nangong Zeye kissed Han Xiaotu domineeringly, as if he wanted to punish her severely.

"Hmm——" Han Xiaotu struggled, and writhed uncomfortably under Nangong Zeye.

"let me go!"

Han Xiaotu was also a little angry, and glared back at Nangong Zeye.

"I'm just your servant, not your toy. I'm also human, and I have self-esteem. Please don't treat me so casually!"

Having had enough of being humiliated by Nangong Zeye's arbitrary demands, Han Xiaotu finally broke out unbearably.

"How have I treated you?"

Nangong Zeye sneered, the corners of his good-looking mouth curled up in a mocking arc.

"Didn't I treat you like this before? Why didn't you say it earlier, what is the reaction so fierce now?!"

Nangong Zeye suddenly lost his temper.

Now that Han Xiaotu knows Jiang Chengxi, does everything he did to her become unacceptable?Only Jiang Chengxi could treat her like this?

The anger in his heart was ignited again, Nangong Zeye tightened his grip on Han Xiaotu's hand with astonishing strength.

But in Han Xiaotu's view, during this period of time, Nangong Zeye was clearly treating her roughly with another emotion. This kind of feeling must be forced by those strange boys to come back.

"Han Xiaotu, what qualifications does a girl like you have to talk about self-esteem?!"

Dazed by anger, Nangong Sawano said these extremely hurtful words without thinking.

"..."

Han Xiaotu couldn't believe it when he heard such words in his ears.

Her young master actually misses her so much...

She has become a filthy girl in his mind, so why do such excessive things to her so casually?

Dou Da's teardrops welled up from his eyes, Han Xiaotu wanted to hold back, but couldn't control it at all.

The heart seemed to be cut severely by someone else, and it was gurgling blood.

Han Xiaotu gave up struggling, looked at the ceiling blankly, and shed tears silently.

Nangong Zeye noticed Han Xiaotu's expression, and his heart twitched, but he completely misinterpreted it.

"Han Xiaotu, I order you, don't think about other men in front of me!"

Han Xiaotu came back to her senses for some reason, but soon, the sharp pain from her shoulder made her lose the ability to think.

Nangong Zeye opened his mouth and bit her left shoulder fiercely, and she felt as if her flesh and blood were about to be bitten off.

"It hurts—"

Han Xiaotu clenched her hands tightly with a painful expression, but was unable to move.

"Does it hurt?" Nangong Zeye raised his head, his words were cold and distant, "I hurt more than you."

When he said those words, only Nangong Zeye knew how much his heart hurt.

She didn't understand what Nangong Zeye meant, but Han Xiaotu felt that Nangong Zeye slowly climbed up from her body.

Han Xiaotu immediately sat up from the ground, looking up at Nangong Zeye defensively.

Nangong Zeye's tall and straight figure stood in front of her, looking down at her.

"Han Xiaotu, let me tell you, you have no self-esteem in the first place. Your self-esteem was sold at the moment when your parents sold you into the Nangong family eight years ago."

Nangong Zeye squatted down and squeezed Han Xiaotu's chin to force her to look at him.

"You are my toy, as long as I am happy, I can treat you however I want. At the moment when I get tired of playing with you and throw you away, you have no value as a toy. Hmph, you might as well think about how to please Me, at least, you can continue to stay at Nangong's house."

Nangong Zeye let go, and sneered mockingly, "Leaving Nangong's house, you are nothing but rubbish with nothing."

After finishing speaking, Nangong Zeye stood up neatly, and left Han Xiaotu's sight without hesitation.

Han Xiaotu sat on the cold floor, watching Nangong Zeye's leaving back, the tears that he tried to hold back just now rolled out again.

"Master—"

Xiaotu whimpered and called Nangong Zeye in a low voice, with a voice that only she could hear, that kind of powerless murmur was heartbreaking.

The young master who has been with her for eight years, the young master who has always been domineering and willful and likes to bully her, but has never been really angry with her, the young master who is silently guarded by her as the closest person, seems to have changed.