The wrong way to open the world of anime

“No, I can’t…”

Seraful knew that her reasons were weak and she didn't even have the confidence to speak them out loud.

Not to mention that Qingqiu didn't marry Zhiqu Cangna, even if they were married, it wouldn't be a big problem if something happened between Qingqiu and her.

As a demon king, no one dared to gossip about her.

In addition, with Qingqiu's current strength and status, I wonder how many nobles in the demon world would come to him to pay him tribute.

Feeling the hot big hand slowly sliding down and about to reach into her collar, Serafla finally suppressed her shyness and brought out the temperament of a demon king galloping on the battlefield.

"Sir Red Dragon Emperor, I will do what I promised you, but before that, shouldn't you go find Lucifer first? It was he who strongly advocated that you take this action..."

"Lucifer? You mean Sirzechs?"

Qingqiu was not frightened by Seraflaur at all. If she had slapped his hand away before she said those words, or if her body hadn't trembled, perhaps he would have restrained himself.

Interrupting Seraflare's questioning, he felt the soft fullness with his hands while leaning over and whispering in her ear, "Sirzex has already paid the reward. How do you think Grayfia and Venelana broke through to the God level?"

"Woo!"

Seraphle's beautiful dark red eyes suddenly widened, and she almost screamed.

Every beautiful and capable girl will naturally leave a mark in history.

Both Grayfia and Venelana were once genius beautiful demon girls, and they even had their own exclusive titles.

Only with the end of the war, when everyone started their own families and had children, did their reputations gradually fade away.

But this doesn't mean that no one has noticed them.

Let’s not talk about Venelana for now. Grayfia, as the Demon Lord’s deputy to Sirzechs, has been active among the major forces.

Many people have discovered that she has broken through to become a god-level being.

It’s not that no one has speculated that it has something to do with Qingqiu.

But the relationship between Sirzechs and Qingqiu remained the same, and no one was stupid enough to risk offending both the Red-haired Demon King and the Red Dragon Emperor at the same time by spreading the news that this was just a possibility.

Only a few people knew that Venelana had also achieved a breakthrough, and Serafla was one of them.

The Baal family, the Gremory family, the Sidi family, and the Phoenix family are the only four pure-blood families left among the demons. After the war, they have been closely connected and intermarried with each other.

Although there are some dirty things, it is more about sharing what you have.

Venelana was from the Baal family and married into the Gremory family. Serafla was from the Sidi family and she herself was one of the four demon kings, so she naturally knew such important news.

Also because of the special relationship between the four major families, even though the turkey, that is, Ruisel Phoenix, made Qingqiu very unhappy, he was not completely killed in the end.

Of course, Ravel also contributed greatly.

Speaking of which, after the world line changes, I don’t know if Riser can get back on his feet.

Qingqiu didn't want him to cheer up, but it would be fine if he really did, as long as he didn't bother her again.

If not...

Qingqiu looked at the beautiful face so close to him, and the expression on his face gradually became dangerous.

Serafla had just suppressed the shock in her heart, but suddenly she was shocked again when she saw Qingqiu's performance.

It seemed that she would definitely not be able to escape today. After all, even Sirzechs paid a heavy price.

No matter how open the atmosphere in the demon world is, or how chaotic the aristocratic circle is, most demons cannot accept that their wives and mothers are slept with by other men.

Serafla thought Sirzechs was forced to agree, but in fact, it was only Qingqiu, Grayfia, and Venelana who acted first and asked for permission later...

That’s not right, and it doesn’t work.

It's just that both parties reached a tacit understanding and never mentioned this matter again.

Since that time, Qingqiu hardly interacted with Grayfia and Venelana, except when the two beautiful wives couldn't help themselves and secretly came to the human world for a private meeting.

"You...you come here!"

Seraphlu closed her eyes, with a look of ready death.

Qingqiu was stunned for a moment and realized that she had misunderstood.

He tried hard to suppress his smile, and continued to pinch Serafla's smooth chin with one hand, while continuing to explore inside her clothes with the other hand.

After a while, Seraflaur felt the numbness in her chest and finally couldn't help but open her eyes. She asked shyly, "Do you want to... continue?"

"What do you think?" Qingqiu raised his eyebrows and asked back.

Seraphlu turned her head away and said nothing, but her attitude was already an answer.

Sirzechs paid such a huge price, and she danced so happily at that time. It would be impossible for Qingqiu to be satisfied just by being touched.

Just when Seraflor was ready to silently endure Qingqiu's revenge, Qingqiu suddenly pulled his hand away, leaving only the big hand pinching her snow-white chin.

"Although I really want you, I don't like to use force."

Qingqiu straightened Serafla's pretty face and looked directly into her dark red eyes. He said, "Grayfia and Venelana, they wanted to do it. I didn't force them."

"Goooo..."

Seraph's face was flushed, and her beautiful eyes, which used to be lively, were now filled with moisture.

She moaned softly. She could obviously break free from Qingqiu's grasp at any time, but she seemed to have no intention of doing so at all.

"So if you really resist, forget it."

Looking at her delicate appearance, Qingqiu let go of her hand with some boredom.

"As much as I want to taste you, and put you on the bed with President Sona, forget it if it's just through force or coercion."

She should have been pleased or relaxed after hearing this, but Seraflare didn't feel happy at all.

She unconsciously squeezed her beautiful black silk legs under her short skirt, and wanted to say that she was not particularly resistant, but she couldn't open her mouth.

Just when Seraflor was extremely entangled, Qingqiu did not leave immediately, but said again: "Now, give your answer, is it a rejection, or..."

Qing Qiu drawled out his words, carefully observing Seraflor's expression.

The devil girl's long eyelashes kept trembling. She was extremely shy but did not open her mouth to refuse.

Seeing this, Qingqiu smiled.

"Okay, I understand. Let's go to the Demon Lord's room next."

"Woo..."

Serafla lowered her head. No matter how unwilling she was to face it, she knew that she was actually expecting Qingqiu to do something to her.

She had been a little worried at first, but after learning about Grayfia and Venelana, she was no longer worried.

In fact, Seraflor had long wanted to find a man she liked, but she had never met one that caught her eye.

If Qingqiu hadn't been surrounded by so many women and hadn't had a relationship with her sister Zhiqu Cangna, Serafla might have taken the initiative to launch an offensive.

Although she is very curious about love between men and women and has comforted herself by fantasizing about Qingqiu on many lonely nights, she is a sister-con.

Serafla was worried that Zhitou Sona would be angry about this, so she deliberately kept her distance from Qingqiu.

But everyone has their limits, and the devil is no exception.

Qingqiu's teasing today finally ignited the fire in her heart.

Although I was too shy to say yes, it was impossible for me to refuse.

With Seraflor's consent, Qingqiu picked up her delicate body and held it horizontally.

"Please show me the way, Lord Demon Leviathan."

Qingqiu said with a smile: "I don't know where your bedroom is. It would be bad if we go somewhere else and get seen."

"Pooh……"

Seraflor blushed and spat, then silently used teleportation magic and brought Qingqiu directly to the bedroom.

Putting down the black-haired, busty beauty in his arms, Qingqiu looked at this luxurious Demon King's bedroom with a little curiosity.

Because it was a palace inherited from the previous Leviathan, the interior style was completely different from the lively atmosphere that Serafla liked, but instead was solemn and heavy.

The furniture decoration is still in the European medieval style, but the magic technology used in it is amazing.

It’s just a bedroom, but it gives the illusion of living on a precarious island.

In the living room of the duplex room, flames flickered in the fireplace, radiating soothing light and heat.

The sofas roughly formed an area, and the second floor and other places were all immersed in the watery night.

The crackling of charcoal in the fireplace and the beating of violent night rain outside the window interweave into a relaxing and soothing melody.

Qingqiu admired the skill of applying magic in life, rolled up his sleeves, leaned back on the sofa, and sat casually on the thick carpet.

The orange flames danced softly in the fireplace, and he seemed to be able to hear the sound of dampness and cold being expelled from his pores bit by bit, and warmth gradually filled his limbs.

"call--"

It was as if all the depression and resentment accumulated over the days were discharged from the body, and his chest felt a long-lost relaxation. Qingqiu leaned his head on the soft sofa behind him, closed his eyes and when he opened them again, he met the slightly expectant and shy gaze from a few meters away.

"Seraflor..."

I subconsciously said the name of the girl in front of me, and my body felt as if a tiny tingling electric current passed through it.

Under the upside-down ceiling, the usually generous and confident black-haired beauty seemed to be in a trance.

Two long, slender legs in black silk were bent in front of the chest, one hand was hugging the knee, and the delicate figure was like a little animal afraid of the cold, curled up on the large sofa farthest from the fireplace.

In response to Qingqiu's gentle call, Seraflare simply tilted her head slightly as if out of reflex, her distracted eyes fixed on the fire in front of her, she was lost in thought, not knowing what to think.

The pair of slender and exquisite black high-heeled shoes were placed somewhat scattered on the carpet, and the white little hands were resting on the flesh-colored jade feet that were faintly visible under the black stockings.

Use your fingers to gently massage the instep of your foot, then pinch your toes and gently shake them to relieve the foot muscles that have been tense due to tension.

The girl's round and cute toes moved slightly under her black stockings, and her slender fingers caressed the graceful arch of her foot as if playfully, creating a beautiful picture that was enough to make Qingqiu bleed from the nose.

Feeling a heat current stirring in his nasal cavity, Qingqiu quickly stood up.

Sure enough, his resistance to black silk beautiful legs is negative...

It was also because of this scene that his desire to be soothed by the environment was aroused again.

He almost forgot that he didn't come here to rest today.

On the contrary, you should have some good exercise next.

Just as Qingqiu was about to take action, something soft touched gently against his back. Suddenly, an electric current suddenly ran through his entire spine, freezing all his thoughts.

Instinctively...or should I say conditioned reflex, Qingqiu immediately used his instant illusion talent and entered a state of combat readiness completely naked.

Thanks to this, he could feel every inch of Seraphle's black silk toes moving on his back very clearly.

The friction between the black stockings and the skin made a slight rustling sound, and the sluggish feeling that hindered movement made Qingqiu feel like a massage.

Seraphle said nothing, her breathing was soft and steady.

Qingqiu couldn't see, nor could he guess the expression on the other person's face at the moment. He just felt that the beautiful demon girl behind him seemed to be using her delicate toes as a pen tip, drawing something behind him.

The tender flesh of the feet was sometimes close to and sometimes far away from Qingqiu's back, sometimes pressing against the sole of the foot, pushing with unsatisfied force, and sometimes lightly tapping with three or two toes. The solid back muscles almost melted under the teasing of this pair of black silk jade feet.

"Seraflor... um——"

A pair of white hands as smooth as mutton-fat jade reached over his shoulders from behind, like a spider patiently waiting to attack its prey that made a noise. Before Qingqiu realized it, the world in front of him had fallen into complete darkness.

Then, his earlobe was gently held by two cold and soft lips, and the hot air poured into the ear canal, playing a clear melody on the eardrum.

"Please close your eyes until I say yes..."

The familiar voice had an unfamiliar intonation, making it almost hard to believe that it came from the beautiful girl who had been so shy just now.

There was no time to think, my body obeyed completely out of inertia and I closed my eyes.

"You are not allowed to open your mouth without permission..."

The jade-like fingertips were slightly cool and smooth. They gently slid to Qingqiu's lips and went straight into the mouth that was slightly open at the moment.

Instinctively, his tongue wrapped around Seraflor's fingers and pulled them deeper into his mouth, sucking them sweetly.

"Haha... That's good..."

Seraphlu covered up her heavy breathing for a moment with two silver bell-like chuckles, and continued to tease Qingqiu's earlobe with a steady and calm tone.

"Just a little bit... just don't move."

The girl's silk feet crossed in front of Qingqiu's body, gently stepping on the huge thing that was already erect between his legs from both directions.