Quick Wear: Why did I hug the wrong yandere villain’s thigh again?

Unbelievable news came out of the Xiuxian Continent. The demon clan that had been sealed in the wild land came out of the sky.

This had to make all the major immortal sects panic, but after a few months, the demons did not make any changes.

They searched for the entrance of the demon clan for a long time, but could not find any trace. They thought that the news of the demon clan's birth was spread randomly.

"Madam! Madam! The Demon Lord is discussing matters with the Demon Lord. No trespassing is allowed."

A man in green clothes, with messy hair and sleepy eyes, looked like he had just woken up.

Several female officers followed behind him, and several male attendants stood in front of him.

Seeing this person, it’s neither right nor wrong to stop him.

Finally, the man in green was allowed to break in.

Several people in the meeting hall looked up and saw a man running in in a hurry, rushing into their Demon Lord who had only been in power for a few years.

Not only was the Demon Lord not angry, he also took off his robe and covered the man.

"Is this the beauty that the Demon Lord hides in the Demon Palace?" A man's voice was full of inquiry and teasing.

"Dongjun, don't ask about things you shouldn't ask." A female voice reminded him contemptuously.

Dong Jun wanted to take another look, but the beauty had already been tightly wrapped up by the Demon Lord.

"Pity."

Dongjun was quite regretful.

Nan Jun's disdain for him became even more intense. Men in this world could do anything but lust.

The Demon Lord raised his hand and said, "Go down."

The demon kings from all directions gave up and left.

There were only two people in the hall, closely packed together.

"Ah Li, why are you awake so early?" Jun Heng picked up Shen Shuli and comforted him.

Shen Shuli leaned on Jun Heng lazily, feeling extremely insecure, "Wake up, my husband is not here."

Jun Heng chuckled lightly, "My husband is wrong. I will never leave Ali alone next time. He is almost married, why are he still acting like a child?"

Jun Heng hugged Shen Shuli and walked all the way back to the dormitory.

The inside and outside of the Magic Palace were decorated with lanterns, red lanterns and red silks.

"My husband and I are already married, why do we still need to get married?"

Jun Heng held Shen Shuli's hand for a moment and gently placed him on the bed, his eyes a little gloomy.

Phantoms can indeed enchant the mind and confuse people's memories, but they should not allow people to create new memories out of thin air.

Who is Master married to, and whom has he called his husband?

Although Jun Heng was puzzled, his master was beside him and he was his, so it didn't matter what his past was.

"I want to do it again. Are you willing to do it, Ali?" Jun Heng coaxed softly.

Shen Shuli nodded obediently, "I am willing, as long as I am with my husband."

"Ali is so good."

The palm of his hand was placed lightly on Shen Shuli's back, stroking it up and down, as if coaxing a child.

Shen Shuli also felt very comfortable. Lying on Jun Heng's body, she felt a little sleepy.

The beauty's trembling eyelashes slowly fluttered down, and her breathing gradually became calmer.

The two of them had been arguing for a long time last night, and Shen Shuli didn't sleep much, so he fell asleep soon.

Looking at the master's side face, Jun Heng lowered his eyes with an unclear expression.

No matter who Ali was with in the past, in the future, Ali will only have him.

As for that person, it would be good if he could not find him. If he found him, he would not let him live past tomorrow.

Jun Heng stood up and ordered: "Take good care of Madam Demon Lord."

"Yes."

After Jun Heng left, the palace fell into calm again.

Shen Shuli slept a little uneasily, with a little sweat on his forehead. The familiar breath was not there, so he could only wrap himself in the quilt, hoping for more Jun Heng's breath.

The beauty exposed her slender wrists, which were white and fragile, resting on the edge of the bed, and she slept uneasily.

The candles burned out, and the palace people suddenly fell to the ground one after another.

A figure appeared in front of the bed, dressed in black and with evil features.

"Why is such a beautiful woman so easy to take advantage of? That boy Jun Heng, come on, let me love you first."

Dong Jun had just stretched out his hand halfway, only a punch away, when he suddenly realized.

"No wonder you're so obedient and clingy. I'm jealous. It turns out...it's a phantom. It's a pity that such a beauty was ruined by Jun Heng. But don't worry, I can't care about such a beautiful beauty. I can’t stand it.”

A ray of light flashed, Dong Jun frowned and quickly moved away.

"I've noticed something wrong with you a long time ago, Dongjun, she is the wife of the Demon Lord."

After the meeting, Dong Jun, who was always the first to run away, actually wanted to stay in the Demon Palace for the first time.

Sensing something was wrong, Nan Jun followed him.

"You are really a good dog for Jun Heng. Nan Jun, isn't it good that we are surrounded by people everywhere?"

Nan Jun snorted coldly, "Is it the days when you burned, killed, looted, and fought in all directions in the east, or was it the days when you ignored your fellow tribesmen and killed them wantonly?"

Dong Jun was speechless, if it weren't for the fact that he couldn't defeat Jun Heng, how could he go back to his hometown.

But a trip to the Demon Palace is not without success.

Dong Jun glanced at the beauty on the bed. Although he was sorry, the hero was sad about the beauty. If the beauty woke up, he would like to see how Jun Heng would deal with it.

Dongjun glanced at Nanjun and walked away with his sleeves rolled up.

When leaving, I didn't forget to remove several percent of the phantom on the beauty's body.

It's not fun to solve it all at once. Let Jun Heng feel it in the next half month.

After the two demon kings left, the female officers woke up and did not feel anything unusual because their memories had been tampered with.

At night, when Jun Heng came back, he was afraid that the cold air on his body would affect his master, so he waited for many showers before entering the hall.

As soon as I stepped in, I smelled something unusual.

"Has anyone been here today?"

The female officer shook her head, "No, it's just that Madam slept a little uneasily."

Jun Heng nodded, "Go down."

No one dared to come to his bedroom.

Jun Heng adjusted his clothes and entered the hall with a warm smile.

Shen Shuli smelled a familiar scent, and before anyone could reach him, he got out of bed and bumped into Jun Heng's arms.

"Why don't you wear shoes? It's cold on your feet."

Shen Shuli looked at his feet, which were round and cute. He was afraid that Jun Heng would be angry, so he simply hooked his arms around his neck, raised his legs and hung them on Jun Heng's waist.

"This way it won't get cold."

Jun Heng held Shen Shuli's butt, walked to the bed step by step, and untied his cumbersome coat.

"Husband, are you going to do something embarrassing again?" Shen Shuli asked with a blushing face.

Jun Heng chuckled lightly and pressed his forehead against the other person's forehead, and their breaths gradually blended together.

"Ali doesn't like it?"

Shen Shuli grabbed Jun Heng's robe and tightened his grip, averting his eyes a little shyly, "It's not that I don't like it, it's just...husband, can you be gentler, it will hurt."

Jun Heng kissed Shen Shuli's mouth, pressed it gently, and left at the first touch.

"Does Ali feel more pain or comfort?"

Shen Shuli's face turned red instantly, his hands became harder and his whole robe wrinkled.

Seeing this, Jun Heng took off his obstructive robe, revealing his strong chest, "Ali hasn't answered my husband yet."

Shen Shuli's clothes were half open, and a bit of whiteness on her chest was looming.

"It's still... more comfortable. My husband is really bad."