"How did you come back?" Mo Wuya's handsome face looked cold and said, "where is your reward?"

Pet Yu glanced at the hall, which was obviously cleaned up. Qing and Cang didn't cheat her. After she left, a demon king really lost his temper.

She walked over and asked gently, "what reward do you want?"

Mo Wuya looked at her haughtily, and a little gloomy and unhappy way appeared in his eyes: "you said you wanted to give me a reward, and you came to ask me?"

He seems to be a little hairy today. What's the reason?

[host, Mo Wuya is very angry when he knows you have a fiance.]

So it is. No wonder the demon lord, who is easy to appease on weekdays, is like a bomb lit at one point.

With a smile on her white and beautiful face, pet stepped up the steps and walked directly in front of him, sat on his legs and hooked his neck.

"Presumptuous!" Mo Wuya said subconsciously.

The girl's soft body leaned against him, and a faint fragrance came from her, which made him feel a little dry.

He suddenly wanted to eat again. He couldn't tell what it was like. Whether he would swallow her into his stomach would make the strange feeling disappear.

"I want ~" pet raised his head, looked up at his handsome face, smiled and said, "I'll give you a reward."

When she finished, she put her hand around his neck, pulled down his noble head, and suddenly kissed his cold red lips.

Mo Wuya couldn't help but stretch out his hand to hold her in his arms, tightly imprisoned her, strongly kissed her full and ruddy lips, gently grinding and biting, their breath shouted on each other's face, and their warm breath intertwined with each other.

The girl slightly opened her peach lips. He pried open her shell teeth, and the hot tongue poked into her mouth and pestered her tongue fiercely.

The pet dog tightened his neck and fought back when he came around. The air seemed to be filled with a sweet smell.

Finally, when she could hardly breathe, the lingering kiss ended.

Pet Yu's beautiful face is stained with a faint crimson, which is particularly moving. It's so beautiful that you can't move your eyes.

Mo Wuya stared at her face, her throat moved, and her voice was a little low and hoarse: "I allow you to kiss again."

The pet leaned his head against his hard chest, calmed his rapid breathing and said, "No."

A trace of dissatisfaction flashed in Mo Wuya's eyes. He condescended to let her kiss, but she refused him.

"I'm leaving." the girl suddenly said.

Mo Wuya looked gloomy and said coldly, "I don't allow you to leave."

Pet Yu raised his eyes and looked at his cold face. If a devil will be here, he will be scared to death by his terrible pressure like a huge wave.

"Ya Ya, don't you want to untie the contract?" she hooked his chin and said, "if you let me leave, I'll untie the contract."

As long as the master and servant contract exists, if she is injured or has an accident, he will be restrained. Even if she dies, he will die.

So he wants to untie the contract.

But compared with her, it was less important to untie the contract.

Mo Wuya said coldly, "you can't leave here without my permission."

As soon as the voice fell, his heart radiated a burst of light, and he felt that the contract that had always restrained him was gone.

"You -" Mo Wuya tightened his hand and forcefully pinched her waist, with a violent anger in his eyes: "do you have to leave?"