The room fell into a dead silence.
Cang Mo stared at him, his eyes narrowed dangerously.
Lin Qingyang seemed not to feel the sense of oppression, and said with a careless smile, "Actually, I can understand what you wanted when you were young, and you are always a little unwilling to get it. In the end, it is just a matter of having sex. There is no need to make it so big and everyone knows."
"What do you mean?" Cang Mo's voice was low, with a hint of unnoticeable hoarseness.
"What I mean is..." Lin Qingyang stood up, took the initiative to approach Cang Mo, looked at him up close, with a bit of ambiguity in his eyes, and said slowly, "If you are interested in me, we can communicate in private. I can cooperate with you in whatever you want. Why have to tie someone to death at a wedding? It will be troublesome for you and me, isn't it?"
Lin Qingyang's tone was full of temptation, as if this was really a perfect proposal.
Cang Mo looked at him solemnly, saying nothing and showing no emotion.
When Lin Qingyang saw that he was silent, she took a deep breath, took the initiative to reach out and hooked the belt around his waist, and slowly slid along the golden lines on it. Just as she was about to untie the belt, Cang Mo grabbed her wrist.
The next moment, he was pulled around in a circle, and his back was slammed into the hot embrace behind him.
Cang Mo put his hands behind his back and easily restrained his overlapping wrists with one hand, while the other hand unceremoniously reached into the loose and slightly open skirt of his clothes and roamed around his body wantonly.
Lin Qingyang shuddered all over and struggled instinctively, but his hands were tightly grasped by the other party. He could only let the wolf's claws tease and tease him badly. His breathing gradually became heavier and his hands suddenly became harder.
"Oh!" Lin Qingyang's body shook violently, grunted, and finally couldn't help but struggle, "You... let go..."
His voice was trembling uncontrollably, but the person behind him became even more violent, his breath blowing behind his ears with burning heat.
"Do you still remember the butterfly demon we met in the cave of Yunhaitiantu on Liuxian Island?"
Lin Qingyang frowned slightly, and the long-standing memory slowly emerged, as if he had thought of something, and his eyes suddenly froze.
"Didn't you ask me what I saw in that butterfly demon's dream?" Cang Mo smiled softly against his ear.
Then the disruptive hand came out and pinched his chin, forcing him to raise his head and look at the huge floor-to-ceiling bronze mirror not far in front of him.
The two figures were clearly reflected in the mirror. Lin Qingyang was imprisoned in his arms, her clothes were messy and open, her face was flushed, and her beautiful peach blossom eyes were slightly red due to lust and shame. The wolf-like eyes behind her were obsessed and dangerous, staring at the prey in the mirror.
"This is what I saw in my dream." The low voice was faintly excited, and whispered in his ear like some kind of bewitchment, "That's the pre-dream butterfly. You see, we are destined to be together."
Lin Qingyang was shocked and stared at the mirror blankly, forgetting to even struggle for a moment.
Cang Mo's eyes darkened, and instead of continuing, he loosened his grip and let go.
Lin Qingyang was caught off guard and leaned forward. Due to her weak legs, she knelt down on the ground. After regaining consciousness, she raised her eyes and looked at Cang Mo displeased.
"You said you don't like men, aren't you reacting?" Cang Mo looked down at him with a joking tone.
"I'm not impotent. Anyone who touches me like this will react." Lin Qingyang choked, pulling up her clothes with a cold face, "It's you, you can't do it just by talking without practicing, right?"
Cang Mo frowned and looked at him dangerously. After a moment, he looked away and said coldly, "It seems that you don't object to this kind of thing. It's good that you can relax during the wedding. This wedding dress looks very suitable, so I don't think you need to try it on." After that, he hurriedly left without looking back.
"What are you pretending to be!" Lin Qingyang cursed in a low voice.
Looking at his unquenched desire, he felt an unknown fire being stirred up and down. He was extremely uncomfortable. He was so angry that he grabbed a dragon scale fruit on the ground and smashed it towards the door. The fruit hit the heavy palace door and rolled weakly to the ground.
The afterglow of the setting sun reflected on the huge gate of Demon Emperor City. A caravan full of Demon Clan specialties was lining up, moving slowly towards the city gate, waiting for the guards to interrogate. Mo Yan, with his black leopard head on his head, mingled with the group. He wore a shiny coarse cloth waistcoat, revealing his strong arms. He looked no different from the coolies in the caravan who were running for a living.
The team moved very slowly. Several demon guards were lazily checking the passing team, and from time to time they hit the truck with their halberds, making a dull sound.
Near the city gate, several bird demons were flying in the air, decorated with red lanterns. Mo Yan looked at the festive decorations everywhere around Demon Emperor City, and there was always a faint uneasiness in his heart.
As the team marched, he heard two guards chatting at the gate.
"This wedding is so lively, even the city gates are decorated." A round and plump pig demon guard said while chewing a sweet potato.
"Of course, our king is marrying the queen, what a big deal it is." Another tall and thin chicken demon said in a high voice.
"But how did I hear that the queen our king is going to marry is a male?" the pig demon asked curiously.
"It's not just a male, it's also a human race!" the chicken demon said sharply.
Mo Yan frowned and quickly approached the two of them to listen carefully.
"What! Our king wants to marry a man to be his queen?" the pig demon said in surprise as he gnawed on the melon.
"Why am I lying to you! My third uncle is working in the palace. There was a banquet in the palace two days ago. He was at the scene and saw the human race. He was sitting next to the king at that time!"
"There must be a lot of delicious food at the palace banquet, right?" The pig demon's attention instantly wandered.
"Of course! My third uncle told me that the scene at that time..." The chicken demon described the banquet scene vividly, completely forgetting the topic he was just talking about.
Mo Yan was anxious after hearing this and stepped forward to interrupt him, "Who is the man you just mentioned?"
The chicken demon looked at him in surprise and said dissatisfiedly, "Who are you? Go queue up behind the city!"
Mo Yan stared at him, then took out a bag of spirit stones from his pocket and stuffed it into it, and asked in a low voice, "Excuse me, Cang... who is the man that the king wants to marry?"
The chicken demon touched the heavy spiritual stone and immediately said with a smile, "I don't know much about this, but I heard from my third uncle that Lord Yinyu and the others call him Lin Xianjun. He may be a cultivator of immortality. What, do you know him?"
Mo Yan's face was shocked, and then he slowly calmed down. Cang Mo actually wanted to marry Lin Qingyang?! This news was so ridiculous that he felt that someone was joking, but he knew very well that it must be true. He knew that it would be so easy to escape from being bitten by this wolf!
"This beast!" Mo Yan cursed in a low voice, then turned around and hurried towards the city.
The chicken demon and pig demon were left looking at each other.
Chicken Demon: "Did he just scold us?"
The pig demon gnawed on the melon and said, "Why do I think he is scolding the king?"
After saying that, both of them opened their eyes wide.