Two Dimensional Demon King
43 Driver Old Wang 1/2

Demon King

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In the study room.

Rin was standing in front of the window with her back facing Wang Yao. She was holding her chest with both hands and looking into the distance. She looked like a queen…if one ignored her slightly red face.

During breakfast earlier, Ling had acted very naturally when there were many people around.

But now, when she was alone with Wang Yao, she was instantly defeated. When she saw Wang Yao's hand, she couldn't help but think of the burning heat when his big hand touched her body. When she saw Wang Yao's mouth, she would recall some dirty scenes.

She had no choice. Wang Yao's skills were absolutely crude last night, but he had an abundant physical strength like a magical beast and an indestructible body. He gave her an unexpectedly wonderful experience, which made her feel like she had tasted the marrow.

Therefore, she simply turned around and looked out the window.

Even so, she still couldn't help but blush, and her heart was pounding.

He took a deep breath to calm down the emotions that were stirred up by his wild imagination. Ling coughed lightly and asked in a calm tone that he forced himself to put on,""Wang Yao, are you ready for your ultimate move?”

Wang Yao was admiring Ling's beautiful back.

Of course, the main point was to appreciate Ling's " absolute domain."

Speaking of which, Ling's home clothes were really tempting. The miniskirt that barely covered her beautiful butt, the mysterious black silk, and between the miniskirt and the black silk, that round, snow-white thigh…

Wang Yao, who had just tasted the beautiful body last night, could not help but feel a little stupid again.

Even an elegant magician like Ling couldn't help but have some dirty thoughts after last night's experience, let alone Wang Yao, a young man who had not tasted meat for many years.

It was still fine when he was still a virgin, but once he broke his cultivation, his desire would be like a wildfire on the grassland, out of control.

Therefore, Wang Yao, who was focused on appreciating Ling's absolute domain and actively making connections, did not notice her problem.

Ling waited for a while after asking the question, but he didn't hear Wang Yao's answer. He couldn't help but feel strange.

She secretly turned her head and quickly glanced behind her.

She could see Wang Yao's posture and eyes.

In terms of posture, Wang Yao was quite gentlemanly now.

He stood behind Ling with a gentle smile on his face.

He had one hand in his pocket and the other holding a wine glass. He swirled the wine glass as if he was sipping red wine…If one ignored the fact that the wine glass was only filled with a cup of breakfast milk, his posture was quite impressive…

However, Ling did not fall for Wang Yao's elegant gentlemanly posture.

Wang Yao's eyes were dirty.

What kind of gaze was that?

Ling was certain that there was not a hint of admiration in his eyes as he stared at his thighs, only pure and burning desire!

Legend had it that some men who had reached a certain level of pretentiousness could use a gaze that said " no desire, only pure admiration " when admiring a beautiful woman.

Wang Yao had turned it upside down!

Of course, this could also be said to be a " sincere, frank, and unpretentious " good man.

Anyway, it all depended on how the person understood it. If they liked the other party, of course they would be secretly happy. However, if they hated the other party, they would naturally treat the other party as a pervert.

How did Ling understand Wang Yao's expression?

She was very satisfied.

Looking at her, Wang Yao's burning and pure eyes showed that he had the most sincere love for her.

There was no doubt that Ling did not hate Wang Yao. Instead, he had a good impression of him. Otherwise, she wouldn't have agreed so easily last night.

Of course, Ling was an old driver who was not proud or comfortable.

Although she was satisfied, she still put on an unhappy expression and asked in a bad tone,"Hey, what are you looking at?”

Wang Yao finally came back to his senses and reluctantly withdrew his gaze. He stared at Ling's eyes that were pretending to be angry and said sincerely,""I'm looking at the most precious piece of art in the world.”

At this moment, Wang Yao gave himself 100 likes for his wit.

He didn't know how to sweet-talk. If he could, he wouldn't have been a lonely man who had been practicing the Qilin Arm and the Child Technique before he transmigrated.

However, ever since he had broken through the virgin technique last night and bid farewell to the Qilin arm, he seemed to have suddenly opened his eyes. His talent for sweet talk was instantly lit up!

Wang Yao had a feeling that after his hidden talent was lit up, he would one day become a qualified old driver and the all-powerful Wang next door!

Hearing Wang Yao's sincere praise, Ling's face, which was already slightly red, turned red. His eyes, which were feigning anger, became filled with panic. She quickly turned her head and looked out of the window like before. She stuttered,"You, you fellow, don't think that you can coax me with a few good words!”

She seemed to have forgotten that Wang Yao had taken her first blood.

"What I said was from the bottom of my heart." Wang Yao continued to drink the soul soup in a sincere and gentle tone.""To me, Ling, you are the most precious treasure in the world. Every part of your body is worthy of my full care, the most precious and beautiful work of art.”

Wang Yao had goosebumps all over his body when he first started to say such literary words.

But soon, he got used to this sour feeling and became very familiar with it.

From this, it could be seen that men turned bad very quickly.

A sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl like Ling was at the age of literature and art. Young men and women of this age could say even more embarrassing lines. Even more sour lines could be heard.

Therefore, Wang Yao's words did not make Ling's teeth drop. Instead, it made her heart feel sweet, as if it was soaked in honey.

Of course, Ling was a veteran in the world of tsundere after all, so he would not admit defeat so easily. No matter how sweet he felt in his heart, he continued to put on an awkward expression."Tsk, for a particularly rich tycoon like you, coaxing girls to be happy is a necessary skill. Who knows how many girls you've said those words to? I don't believe it!"

Before Wang Yao could explain his feelings to her, she hurriedly changed the topic.""Stop talking nonsense. Here, let me ask you, have you prepared your killing move?”

Obviously, she changed the topic not because she didn't like Wang Yao's sweet words, but because she was afraid that she couldn't hold it in and break her proud martial arts.

Wang Yao was quite sensible this time. He honestly went back to the main topic."Don't worry, Ling. I've already prepared my ultimate move. I'm confident that I can even defeat a stronger Heroic Spirit, let alone a Berserker!”

Collection ~!

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