She released her embrace, and under his bewildered gaze, slowly said, "Don't be unhappy. I hope you will always be happy."
77: "Beep! Favorability +6, current favorability with Lin Xing Lan is 58."
Strange, why is it so hot today?
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Perhaps the chance of flipping the carriage had greatly decreased, and Shen Jianxi relaxed the tension she had been holding onto for days. She fell asleep quickly in bed that night.
However, in a dazed state in the middle of the night, she felt a coolness on her body, as if something was pressing down on her, making it difficult to breathe.
Struggling to open her eyes, she dimly saw a furry head in front of her in the faint moonlight.
She gathered spiritual energy in her hand, preparing to strike his head.
77: "Stop!!! Host, calm down, this is the target of your conquest!!!"
As if afraid that Shen Jianxi would kill him if she was a second slower, 77 screamed in her mind.
The sharp, clear voice made Shen Jianxi's head buzz.
[Name: Fu Zi
Gender: Male
Identity: Demon Lord (Original Lingrou Fox)
Frequent Locations: Shen Family, Bei Chang Continent, Demon Realm
Ideal Type: You]
Shen Jianxi's hand paused, and the next second, she ruthlessly pushed him off her.
She lit a lamp and looked at the purple-haired man sitting on the ground with wide, watery eyes, gazing at her with a wronged and innocent expression. For the first time, she fell silent.
"You're telling me this thing is the Demon Lord?"
Even if she hadn't seen him before, everyone on Chong Jian Continent, even three-year-old children, knew that the Demon Lord was tyrannical, murderous, and unpredictable!
And this person in front of her? His expression was even more innocent than a little white rabbit's!
Even a little white rabbit would have to call him ancestor.
77 also felt something was amiss. After a careful investigation, it said, "His brain is injured. His intelligence is now the same as a three-year-old child's."
Oh well, what's the difference between her and raising a child?
The only comfort was in the ideal type section.
"77, what's his favorability level?"
"74," 77 thought carefully and continued, "Although most of it is likely dependence now, if he recovers from his injuries and regains his memory, his favorability might change."
"So... the current favorability doesn't count, right?" Shen Jianxi asked with a sliver of hope. Please tell her it wasn't what she thought!
As she silently prayed, 77 spoke, "Of course... it does! The favorability will be based on his favorability after he regains his memory."
Its voice carried a hint of schadenfreude and a bit of mischievousness: "Beep! Random mission issued: Heal Fu Ji's injuries."
Shen Jianxi: ... Utter despair, destroy everything!
Looking at Fu Zi on the ground, who was still trying to stand up despite her foot on him, Shen Jianxi could never have imagined that the Demon Lord's true form was actually a fox.
"Actually, he's not a fox. This is a form of self-protection after he was injured. Transforming into a Lingrou Fox can reduce the danger of being discovered by enemies."
"In fact, his true form is a Li Quan Yan Giant Python."
Shen Jianxi's expression froze. The sensation of cold, slippery skin seemed to travel from her feet to her brain. She quickly retracted her foot.
Holy crap! She was most afraid of snakes!
But as soon as she lost her control, Fu Zi pounced, and Shen Jianxi, caught off guard and with the dire news she just heard, was pushed down without defense.
Perhaps having learned from the previous lesson, Fu Zi subconsciously restrained her wrists and legs this time.
Feeling the itch of hair on her neck and the warmth of his lips, Shen Jianxi gritted her teeth, "77, what's going on with this thing?!"
77 looked at the data of the Li Quan Yan Giant Python and said with some pity, "It's the Li Quan Yan Giant Python's [heat] period... If he weren't injured, it wouldn't affect him much, but he's injured now and can't control his instincts."
Giao! How could she be so unlucky!
With her limbs pinned, Shen Jianxi could only coax him softly, "A Zi, be good, let big sister go first."
"If the Demon Lord regains his memory and remembers you calling yourself 'big sister,' what kind of death would he pick for you?" 77 said drily.
"Shut up!" Shen Jianxi gritted her teeth and continued, "A Zi, be obedient, okay?"
This method was still effective. Although her clothes were already half-undone, he let go of her neck and looked up at her with misty eyes, his eyes slightly red. Su Dan Novel Network
His stern face seemed to soften with his expression. Unlike Qiu Tao, he possessed a delicate beauty, both feminine and masculine, and his purple hair added a touch of allure.
So beautiful! Shen Jianxi even thought that if he were a woman, he would be the most beautiful woman on Chong Jian Continent.
"So beautiful," she murmured. Hearing this, 77 silently lit another candle for her.
The last person who called the Demon Lord beautiful was torn apart alive by demonic beasts.
As for its host, if nothing else, she was an expert at courting death.
Although Fu Zi wasn't sinister or violent now, he knew that "beautiful" was a description for women, and he frowned with displeasure.
"Uncomfortable," he pleaded, looking at her. Fu Zi didn't know why, only that her body felt cool, and what had just happened made him feel very comfortable.
"Endure the discomfort!" Shen Jianxi glanced at him impatiently and got out of bed to get him some cold water. Although her father had prepared many elixirs, there were no elixirs to suppress this.
Not expecting him to see her leaving with the ice cubes, he instinctively locked her with his demonic energy.
Shen Jianxi: ???
Did this guy really have no memory???
No time for her to think, suddenly the world spun, and she was placed back onto the soft bed.
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The next morning, Shen Jianxi looked at the [marks] on her body in the bronze mirror and glared resentfully at the sleeping fox on the couch.
This was still due to his lack of proficiency in controlling his demonic energy, which gave her an opportunity to break free and knock him out. Although it didn't go all the way, some [marks] were still left.
"77, how long will he be like this?!"
77's voice was still a bit groggy: "Um... about a week."
"Got it." She would knock him out before sleeping every night!
Recalling her appointment with Cheng Wen Yu today, she sighed and, with a sense of despair, tried to find a way to cover the [marks] that would show.
Before leaving, she didn't forget to rub the Lingrou Fox's fur fiercely. Seeing him woken up by her and emitting dissatisfied squeaks, she left with satisfaction.
Hmph! She had turned the tables!
Watching this scene, 77 felt a reluctance to admit that its host could be so childish.