After a long time, the sky outside changed twice. The sun was high and the light was the most blazing, but the room was still pitch black, as if it was covered by black fog, and people and things were swallowed by the darkness.

You could vaguely hear someone standing up, and then all the darkness quickly disappeared. After being allowed, a ray of sunshine finally dared to shine in from outside the window.

I saw Mo Jiu lying on the bed without moving, as if he had lost his life.

His eyes were always blocked by his arms, and he couldn't see his eyes, and he didn't know whether he had shed tears. He could only see his occasionally twitching body, and a deep and suppressed sob or breathing from his lips, which proved that he was alive.

Everything on Feng Jiuyou's body was transformed by black air. After getting out of bed, his mind moved slightly and his whole body became clean and tidy. A dark red robe appeared, gradually covering her body.

In just a blink of an eye, Feng Jiuyou became noble again, still with a noble temperament, and was a ruthless and indifferent demon lord.

Only when she looked at Mo Jiu, the emotionless eyes would have a hint of warmth. Her eyes swept across his body, and her brows couldn't help but frown.

She seemed to have gone too far, and even her will did not completely control herself. In the end, it was almost entirely instinctive.

But Feng Jiuyou recalled everything last night and realized that the reason he lost his reason was not without reason. Mo Jiu bit his lip and suppressed it tightly, but he still moaned a little from his lips and teeth. He grabbed his arms several times and saw his eyes that were arrogant and contemptuous, becoming fragile, and the crimson turned into mist, soaking his eyes, and the most wonderful things...

Feng Jiuyou breathed out smoothly, feeling that he had been very bored for thousands of years, and only then did he discover something truly interesting and precious.

Feng Jiuyou held Mo Jiu into his arms, his movements were very gentle. The boy's body trembled suddenly, and even the crystal toes on his feet tensed up, and his feet bent into an uneasy curve.

But the next moment, he no longer moved, lying quietly in her arms, leaning against her chest, rarely being well-behaved, rarely being quiet, rarely being fragile.

After last night, Feng Jiuyou had a special obsession with Mo Jiu's eyes. He planned to move his arm away and see what he would look like now.

Mo Jiu's hand suddenly clenched into a fist, and his whole body suddenly stiffened. His arm was tightly pressed against his eyes, preventing Feng Jiuyou from succeeding easily.

Feng Jiuyou tried several times but failed. She didn't want to hurt Mo Jiu, so her strength has always been very light.

"Mo Jiu, be obedient." Feng Jiuyou said helplessly.

Mo Jiu felt that his arm suddenly lost strength, and when Feng Jiuyou pulled it away, it fell to his side weakly.

It's the same again... With just one word of her, he can deprive him of all his ability to resist.

Mo Jiu had originally closed his eyes tightly, but when he thought of this, a sense of sadness and hatred suddenly emerged in his heart, and he opened his eyes like he gave up on himself.

He can't resist, isn't he just obeying...

Feng Jiuyou lowered his head, and when he saw Mo Jiu's eyes, a trace of shock flashed in his eyes.

The boy's eyes were red, and even his eyelashes seemed to be dyed with a red look, looking pitiful and tempting. It was completely different from his usual arrogant and domineering young master's attitude, and it seemed to have become a different person.

But what shocked Feng Jiuyou was that even so, Mo Jiu did not shed a single tear, as if this was the only thing that could prove that his dignity still existed. As long as a drop fell, there would be no more pride left.

She had looked at it a few times last night, and tears had already filled her eyes, as if she would drip down at any time, but in the end, she had not fallen and was swallowed back by him stubbornly.

Looking at his lips again, the originally pink red lips were stained with a dark color. He bit himself into a mess, and it turned into a little blood stasis and left on his lips, just to resist the urge to cry.

From this we can see how proud Mo Jiu is.

Feng Jiuyou pursed her lips, and there was inevitably a hint of regret in her heart. She shouldn't have been out of control last night.

Then it was rare to feel pity. If there was a demon cultivator who knew her identity here, seeing the guilt and tenderness in her eyes, even if it was just a trace, would be enough to shock their chins.

Mo Jiu's eyes moved slowly, capturing Feng Jiuyou's glamor, as if nothing had happened before, and he was the only one who fell from the world to hell, and was taken away in despair, and was in a mess.

He gritted his teeth in pain, his eyes full of sorrow.

Seeing this, Feng Jiuyou possessed her and lowered her head, kissed Mo Jiu gently. He immediately reacted a lot, struggled and shook his head, his movements were full of resistance, and he trembled: "Don't..."

He doesn't want to be deprived of his emotions anymore.

He wants to hate her.

He wants to take revenge.

As if he understood his thoughts, Feng Jiuyou really didn't absorb his emotions.

Mo Jiu was stunned for a moment, gradually stopped struggling, no longer resisted, but obediently endured Feng Jiuyou's kiss, and a trace of gratitude came deep in his heart.

“Go to take a shower?”

Feng Jiuyou knew that Mo Jiu liked cleanliness the most, but he must be very uncomfortable if he had such a sticky body.

With the submission just now, Mo Jiu nodded subconsciously when he heard this, and then came back to his senses before changing his words: "I... I'll wash myself..."

"Okay." Feng Jiuyou said softly.

Mo Jiu couldn't believe that Feng Jiuyou would agree to him, and a hint of gratitude in his heart that he couldn't even notice.

"Then I'll carry you into the hot spring."

Mo Jiu opened her lips and wanted to refuse, but thought that Feng Jiuyou had just agreed to her two conditions, she had to swallow the words of rejection back.

It was not until his body fell into the hot spring and the warm hot water flowed through his body and slid across his red marks that he felt that he had come back to life again.

Feng Jiuyou chuckled at him: "After washing, you just lost a trace of true yang, your body is very weak and you can't move at will."

Mo Jiu looked at her smile and listened to her gentle voice. In a trance, she felt that the one who was so rough to him was not her.

He quickly lowered his head, stopped looking at her, and did not respond.

Feng Jiuyou didn't care. No matter which man had just experienced that kind of thing, it should have been a while to ease.

She retreated back to the room.

‘Host, are you okay?’ The system’s tone is rare so panicked.

Mo Jiu leaned her back against the pool wall and slowly closed her eyes: "It's okay."

‘Is it really okay?’ The system’s big eyes were full of disbelief, ‘I clearly saw her torture you like that!’

Mo Jiu himself was confused: ‘How to torture?’

‘She sat you like a stool, and I felt like she wanted to crush you to death!’

"Ahem!" Mo Jiu was choked and scolded him coldly, "Shut up and play your game!"

The system was extremely aggrieved: ‘...... yell’

It is clearly concerned about the host.

Is it really not painful for the host to be tortured continuously like that?

It hurts when it looks!
Chapter completed!