The Demon King Always Thinks I’m Secretly In Love With Him

The two men became more and more tight, and the chest of the Yongyue Demon was as hard as a stone. His two arms subconsciously hugged and hugged Bo Yang’s waist.

"Jun Shang!" Bo Yang screamed again, and the two arms of the Yongyue Monarch were tighter. He obviously lost consciousness.

Bo Yang remembered the scene he had seen in the main hall of the Yongmiya Palace. The Yongye Mojun was enchanted, lost consciousness, and swallowed a woman.

The situation is exactly the same as it was at the time. Is it necessary to devour yourself?

He doesn't want to die here!

Bo Yang struggled desperately, but the more he struggled, the deeper he was as in the marshes. Yongye’s hands clasped his waist and pulled his whole body closer to his chest. The two skins were blind and seamless.

Bo Yang can only struggle with the most primitive method, two legs on the couch, trying to stand up. The body is too tightly attached, and his legs have been moving around on the legs of the Everlasting Monster during the struggle.

Gradually, he felt that there was a bump above him.

It took a moment for him to realize what it was.

Bo Yang: "..."

I rely on, the night of the demon will not treat me as his woman.

He knows that the Everlasting Monster should not completely lose consciousness. Just leave his magic range and call him desperately. He should be able to wake him up.

After all, was it successful last time?

Bo Yang stopped struggling, and the magic was collected. The magic that entangled him followed the strength of relaxation. Then Bo Yang quickly concentrated the magic of the whole body and then broke out at one time.

Even the powerful magic of the Everlasting Monster was bounced off.

Taking advantage of this gap, Bo Yang quickly left and left, trying to escape the engulfing range of the Everlasting Monster. However, he thought too well. Just as he got away, his ankle was suddenly caught by the hand of the demon, and his entire body was dragged to the bed.

Probably did not want him to run away, this time the night of the demon holding him, turned him over, actually directly pressed him under his body.

"Jun Shang!" Bai Yang struggled and shouted.

Finished!

To be swallowed up!

"Xiao Ling, save me!" In a hurry, Bo Yang shouted at Xiao Ling in his mind.

Xiaoling is also very anxious, "Mr. force! Quickly!"

Bo Yang: "..."

Hemp, listen how weird!

The magic of the Yongye Mojun was once again strong, and soon wrapped the two.

"Jun Shang! It's me, wake up!" Bo Yang yelled, hoping that the Nightmare Monster would wake up and hope that the outside people would hear the sound inside and rush in to make a clearance.

However, his voice was isolated by a group of magic, and people outside could not hear it.

Yong Ye Mojun frowned, as if he was dissatisfied with Bo Yang's uncooperative. He slammed on Bo Yang, reaching out and pressing his hand, his legs pressed against his legs, and Bo Yang could not even struggle.

The death period is near, Bo Yang regrets to die, just should not come in to save this person!

What is his relationship with death or life? Even if he is dead, Lou Jianfeng wants to start the actor, and he and Da Jianfeng are torn apart, and the actor is far away, with his protection, can the male lead still die?

Ah! God is going to die!

Bai Yang is outraged.

"Yong night magic monarch Ji Zixuan, today you killed me, I will not let you go to hell! You go to death, bastard!" The body can not move, but the mouth can still move, Bai Yang, who is in a hurry to attack, can not help but scream.

Probably annoyed by him, the Everlasting Monster suddenly lowered his head and sealed his mouth with his lips.

"Oh... Ji Zixuan, you are a bastard... oh..." The words behind were completely sealed.

Yongde’s mind’s mind is groggy. He knows that he has gone into flames and can’t control the magic. The deepest consciousness still retains a clear sense. That consciousness is trying to control the body and want to find his own. Wisdom.

However, that consciousness is very weak.

I need strength...

Need strength to control...

There is a voice in his mind.

Suddenly, he felt that there was a source of strength beside him, and the Everlasting Demon did not hesitate to extend his tentacles and firmly grasp the source of strength.

However, the source of strength is very disobedient and constantly wants to escape. Of course, the Nightmare Monarch does not want him to run, giving him more power to control it.

He heard a voice talking, but he couldn't hear clearly.

The voice plunged into the mind like a needle, making him feel his head hurt.

So he subconsciously wants to seal the source of the sound, but his hands and feet have his use, only to seal with his mouth.

What surprised him was that the things that came into contact were very soft, a little cold, and a more refreshing breath spread out of it.

The breath was very good, and it was mixed with a magical power, which was the magic he needed.

Yong Ye Mojun is not willing to **** up, stick out his tongue and explore, trying to **** more.

A steady stream of power is pouring into the body, and the Everlasting Monster feels much better and is more aggressive.

The other side sucked by him, Bo Yang feels dizzy, the whole person is dizzy - the night of the demon is drawing his strength!

The power in his body flooded into the Everlasting Monster. The sense of strength of the power made him feel weak, but this person was still unsatisfied, and his head was held to make the two kisses tighter.

Suddenly, Bo Yang felt that a hot and humid thing broke into the mouth. When he realized what it was, the scalp exploded.

"Go away...hey..." He wanted to struggle, but unfortunately his limbs and body were all pressed, and the loss of power made his body weaker and weaker.

He just spoke openly, but he was caught by the people on his own.

The whole mouth was swept away by the hot and hot thing, and the strength was great, and there was some faint pain. That thing is arrogant, like a thief who broke into a treasure house, robbed everywhere, and wants to sweep every inch of his mouth.

Especially unsatisfied, even deeper into the ground, almost quickly into his throat.

The more and more power, Bo Yang remembered that he once went to donate blood. On that day, he offered 400 cc of blood. Because of the weakness of the body, half of the blood drawn from the blood began to fall, the flow rate of the blood bag decreased, and the blood was drawn. The doctor is still pressing the blood bag desperately to pump away the blood from his body. Bo Yang feels dizzy, black spots appear in front of his eyes, and his chest is so suffocating.

The feeling at this time is the same as at that time, the strength and blood of the whole body are drained.

He has no strength to resist, like an exhausted fish lying on the couch, letting the person on his body do whatever he wants.

Soon, his eyes were completely dark and he lost all his consciousness.

Vaguely, he seemed to hear a voice calling him in concern, hugging him and touching his face.

That feeling is like returning to the feeling of being hugged by his mother in his arms when he was a child. Bo Yang felt that he was wronged and instantly shrank his body.