a wave of shame.He also noticed Oiga's confused gaze, her eyes fixed on the young boy as if she couldn't understand him.Ning Shu looked over, her heart involuntarily tightening.Zhao Yunyun hesitated a...Ning Shu said that she wasn't nervous and anxious, it would be a lie after all, she was just a fake "bride". 。Although she was dressed in a red wedding gown and covered with a red veil, 。dressed in a woman's attire, but upon closer inspection, one would find that there are differences between him and an ordinary woman. 。So he lowered his head, watching the cup of wine approach his lips, its rich aroma teasing his taste buds and causing a lump to rise in his throat. 。But Ning Shu was stiff, he took a deep breath. 。Lowering her eyelashes, she looked at the communion cup the demon god offered, naturally knowing that this ritual had to be completed. 。After all, it's closely related to the task of this dungeon. 。He paused for a moment, then leaned in. 。Those pale lips brushed the edge of the cup, and the aroma wafted up again, entering his nostrils. 。That's a special kind of fragrance, with a unique and indescribable pleasantness. 。Ning Shu knew this scent seemed to come from the demon god. The other hand clenched slightly. 。Could it be… that he, as a sacrificial offering, was truly to become the new bride of the evil god

Thinking this, his lips had already touched the wine... 。The wine, with its rich aroma, flowed down his throat, followed by a burning sensation. 。Ning Shu's brain was stung by the wine and ached for a moment. 。He's not really good at drinking. 。

I couldn't help but cough.

Under the red veil, the corners of their eyes held a blush more captivating than rouge. 。And Ning Shu seemed to notice a smile leaking from between her lips and teeth, a sound that was very familiar. 。He hesitated for a moment, trying to hear more clearly, but the sound vanished without a trace. 。All that remained was the chilling touch of an evil god's hand, gripping him tight. It brushed gently against Ning Shu's fingertips. 。

There's a strange tingling sensation on my scalp that I can't quite describe. 。

It's like the one opposite isn't a demon god, but rather the groom about to marry the bride. 。But he knew deep down, facing him was a demon god, one that even the most vicious of villagers would fear. 。The alcohol was starting to kick in. Ning Shu fell silent, letting the demon god lead him by the hand. 。but my heart was slightly tight. 。After the wedding wine… what comes next It couldn't be the bridal chamber, could it… Ning Shu’s scalp was about to explode; he even wanted to lift the red veil. 。But he was clear, the cover couldn't be lifted. 。Moreover, he also needs to find a way to prevent the evil god from lifting this lid. 。Because Ning Shu knew clearly, although he dressed himself up as a woman 。But fundamentally, there were some differences between him and those women. For example, the Adam's apple under his throat was visible even though he was dressed. With just a slight movement, it would become apparent. 。For example, just by looking at his skeleton, you can tell he's hiding something. 。Even some people couldn't keep it a secret, let alone an ancient deity who has lived for so long. 。As Ning Shu had imagined, the evil god's slender fingers 。It seemed to reach out, and he sensed the other's presence drawing near. His heart tightened involuntarily, knowing that in the next second, his cover would be blown. 。In the chaos, he couldn't help but whisper softly, " ... I'm a bit chilled, afraid of offending Your Divine Highness, could I please keep my veil on"Ning Shu's throat felt like it was burning from the alcohol, especially after he said that, the evil god didn't react at all. 。His eyebrows jumped involuntarily. 。Ning Shu's voice was already softer than the average man's, so when he deliberately lowered it... 。There's a feeling of ambiguity between male and female, but he's not sure if it will be exposed by the evil god. 。Thinking this way, he sat still, his fingers slightly tightened, waiting quietly. 。Ning Shu didn't know what would happen if his identity were discovered by the evil god. Deceiving an evil god was undoubtedly... a very frightening thing. 。The villagers' reactions made it clear that he didn't know what kind of punishment he would receive. 。but it's not going to get much better 。But shortly after his voice had died away, the hand that had reached out... 。Yet he took it back, seeming to believe his words. 。Ning Shu was slightly taken aback, then pursed her lips lightly. 。Until he was put onto the bed behind him, he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows. 。Ning Shusheng had a bad premonition. He couldn't help but speak, " ... Evil God"

"Hmm"

The other party's aura swept over, right beside his ear, with a soft, gentle touch. 。It was accompanied by that peculiar scent, making Ning Shu's already flushed cheeks even hotter, and her heightened sense of smell made her feel even more dizzy. 。"What are you doing" Ning Shu forced herself to wake up and asked."The bridal chamber..." 。"The evil god took a bite out of his ear, a hint of pleasure in his voice: “You are my bride." 。His voice was like the coolness of the night, yet it brought Ning Shu an infinite sense of familiarity. 。I couldn't help but be slightly taken aback.

Ning Shu's first thought was how absurd this was. How could a man like him possibly be intimate with a demon god 。Most importantly, he originally thought the bride was just a sacrificial offering, a formal one. 。。

Ning Shu's heart wasn't calm, she was lying if she said it was. Without lifting the veil... 。The evil god couldn't tell his identity at first, but in the bridal chamber, it would be different. His status as a man would soon be revealed. 。

Then you will face the wrath of the evil gods. 。But soon, Ning Shu was distracted by the touch on her ears. 。The demon god just then brought his lips to his ear, the soft and supple feeling...and that extreme sense of madness...

Let Ning Shu thought of a person.......

That was Michelle 。He was taken aback. Could the evil god be Michelle Ning Shu wasn't sure. He felt a tightness in his throat and called out Michelle's name. 。But the evil god grasped his jaw: "Whose name did you call"Ning Shu's heart skipped a beat. He pursed his lips and said, "This is the childhood nickname of my younger sister. Sir..." 。"

This is my bridal chamber with you" 。The demon god's breath was hot and scorching. He said faintly, "I don't want to hear other people's names from your mouth." 。Ning Shu was silent for a moment, in that instant... he heard it wasn't Michelle... There was a sense of disappointment. 。>> 。The evil god bit his ear, "My bride, who are you thinking about"

If Ning Shu had been more attentive, he would have noticed the suppressed tremor in the evil god's voice. 。like being on the verge of ecstasy, yet with a soul-deep trembling of pure joy. 。But there wasn't. 。Ning Shu came back to his senses a little pained, he shook his head. 。One half of his ear was numb, he'd never known his ears were so sensitive. 。

The ivory hue was tinged with a vibrant color, looking incredibly alluring. 。The demon god picked up the bride. 。Ning Shu was caught off guard, he couldn't see clearly. 。He instinctively embraced that body. His eyes widened slightly, and his brow furrowed with uncontrollable panic. 。

The bride's frame was a bit larger boned than the average woman, though she was tall and beautiful. 。But the feeling of being held is still a little different, although it's soft, ordinary people might have some doubts. 。The evil god, as if he hadn't noticed, reached out and touched it. 。Then he took the bride's waist in his hand. 。Ning Shu had a moment of numbness, he didn't know what the evil god looked like. 。but one can tell from his physique that he is an adult. 。But his fingers, and the sound, he wasn't sure anymore. 。His scalp tingled with a strange sensation. Could it be that the evil god was truly going to consummate their marriage Ning Shu had no idea what method to use to stop this absurd wedding night. 。He grabbed the demon god's clothes. 。A soft breath escaped her lips, "...Master, I...I'm not ready yet..." 。Ning Shu knew the other party was a demon god, or perhaps a demon god with an unpredictable temper. 。To bargain with such a demon god is akin to gambling. 。But he had no other choice, because if the other party knew he was a man back in alarm.But the young man forcefully held his hand, his voice husky and low as he murmured into his ear, "Ning Shu.""You are holding it.".....Ning Shu was almost unconscious after drinking too...