(MTL) The Dodder Beauty and The Paranoid Villain [QT]

38 | Demon Lord and his White Moonlight

Fu Yan was also just stunned for a moment, and he took Xie Huai into his arms smoothly, the movements were so familiar as if he had done it countless times before.

It was past half of the night, and there was silence inside and outside the bedroom, but Xie Huai suddenly woke up from the bed. The thick darkness made him unconsciously open his eyes wide, but he could only see the blurred outline in front of him.

He raised his hand with great effort to pinch the center of his eyebrows, but his arms were too soft, as if he had been relieved of his strength for no reason, but luckily he was recovering slowly.

This soothing incense was really powerful, he even told himself to stay awake before going to bed, but he still fell asleep very quickly.

Xie Huai wanted to turn over, but found that his waist was heavy as if he was being pressed by something.

His movement alarmed the people around him, and he moved closer to him while breathing.

Xie Huai felt the soft feather-like warm breath on his neck and cheeks, and he didn't dare to move.

His thoughts became unusually sluggish for no reason.

He couldn't be, sleeping in the arms of Demon Venerable Fu Yan, right?

But he didn't seem to have the habit of moving around after falling asleep... so he must have moved first.

However, this kind of situation has happened many times before, and he is almost used to it. The trouble is that if he moves a little now, it is very likely to wake up the other party. Besides, he doesn't know whether An Shenxiang is only so big to him. role.

While he was thinking, the hand on his waist suddenly moved. Xie Huai was startled, and immediately held his breath and pretended to be asleep.

However, Fu Yan just tightened his arms, and then there was no movement. The two got very close. Xie Huai slowly opened his eyes and turned his head, and he could easily see Fu Yan's closed eyes, and his roots in the dark night. The distinct and long eyelashes, one can imagine how close they are, and what's even more frightening is that he has a feeling that the other party is snuggling up to him...and the demon king's stalwart figure in the daytime It's terrible in comparison.

Xie Huai turned his back to the past, quietly took out from his bosom something that looked like a compass, made of wood, with countless vines wrapped around the edge, and the wide leaves covered the "pointer" in the middle.

Enduring the pain, he bit his finger and dripped blood on it. In an instant, countless vines and leaves silently retracted into the "compass" and disappeared. The "pointer" suddenly swung back and forth violently uncontrollably, and then slowed down stop.

Xie Huai stared at it without blinking, waiting for its second swing.

However, half a quarter of an hour...a quarter of an hour...even the hour of a small stick of incense passed, and the thing didn't move again.

Xie Huaining frowned, it was the first time he was using this wooden compass, Senior Brother Xue only told him how to use it, but he didn't say how to solve it if something went wrong, he didn't know what the situation was right now.

Could it be that there was not enough blood dripping?

Xie Huai squeezed two more drops of blood.

It was still the same as before, but it swung quickly a few times first, and then stopped moving.

Could it be that something is broken?