The Immortal Sect traitor is also gaining favor in the Demon Prison today

"No, it's the middle of the day, just take a nap here."

Hearing this, Zhang Xiaoying's fingertips suddenly trembled.

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After a long time, when Sang Zhe was yawning and about to lean back in his chair and squint, a weak voice suddenly sounded from the side:

"That... Master."

"what happened?"

"The chair back is hard and uncomfortable to sleep on."

She lowered her head slightly so that Sang Zhe could not see the expression on her face: "If the master does not mind... my knees are still soft."

...Knee pillow. Sang Zhe smacked his lips.

In the previous life, this was a welfare plot that only existed in comics.

In reality, let alone having a knee pillow, I have never even touched a woman’s hand.

"Well...if you don't mind, that's fine."

Sang Zhe was not polite either. He changed direction and slowly lay down on Zhang Xiaoying's lap.

Zhang Xiaoying was wearing a maid's pink embroidered skirt. The material was not very good, and through the hem of the skirt one could clearly feel her plump and round thighs.

Also, Zhang Xiaoying smells very good.

It was an indescribable fragrance. It was light and elegant, and the aroma alone was enough to make people want to pounce on her and sniff greedily.

Sang Zhe was enjoying the pillow on his maid's lap comfortably and was about to fall asleep.

But after a moment, he frowned again.

...so noisy.

What's that noise? Plop?

Why does it sound so much like a heartbeat?

Whose heart is beating so fast? It seems like it's going to explode.

Sang Zhe opened his eyes and looked up, but did not see Zhang Xiaoying's face at first.

Her proud and beautiful breasts blocked my view.

"Um, little warbler?"

"What's wrong?" Zhang Xiaoying slowly bent down.

Her expression seemed the same as usual, calm and uneventful.

It was as if even the mountains of corpses and seas of blood in front of her would not cause her any emotional fluctuations.

I don’t know if it’s because of past experiences.

Sang Zhe remembered that she had had this expression ever since she was picked up.

Even I have never seen her smile before.

...was I hallucinating?

It's impossible for such a cold-faced maid to have her heartbeat speed up just because she gave herself a lap pillow, right?

"fine."

Sang Zhe changed his posture and said casually, "Come to think of it, I have rarely seen you smile."

"Smile more. You look pretty when you smile."

Zhang Xiaoying's eyelashes trembled, and then fell gently.

"...Yeah." Her voice was very soft.

Because Zhang Xiaoying bent down slightly, her perky and plump breasts softly pressed against Sang Zhe's head, like a quilt covering his head.

The fragrance became more and more refreshing.

At the same time, her slender white fingers gently stroked the corners of his eyebrows, gently and soothingly massaging the gloom in the corners of his eyebrows.

With the all-round enjoyment of body and mind, Sang Zhe's breathing gradually became even.

Zhang Xiaoying continued massaging and kneading without getting tired, her beautiful eyes watching Sang Zhe's peaceful sleeping face seriously and attentively.

Staring at his eyebrows.

His high nose bridge.

His soft lips and the hair falling beside his ears.

Like every detail of his face.

I never get tired of watching it.

She didn't know when it started, and she didn't even notice that her breathing had quickened a little.

The fingertips were slightly red and trembling.

It was as if she was trying her best to restrain herself from touching his face and lips.

"Master... Sang Zhe..."

Her eyes were misty and affectionate.

"No kiss...Hold on..."

"It's okay, Zhang Xiaoying, it's okay... You won't be abandoned again."

"He promised you that he would spend his whole life with you... There will be plenty of opportunities in the future... You have to hold back..."

Zhang Xiaoying talked to herself for a long while before slowly suppressing the impulse in her eyes, and her fingertips continued to gently massage the beloved man between her knees.

As the incense burns for a long time, the shadows of the trees in the pavilion grow longer.

4. Living King of Hell Sangzhe

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It's another early morning, the day when everyone hates getting up early.

When Sang Zhe came to take over his shift yawning, the demon disciple on night shift was already ready for handover.

"Morning, Sanggo."

"morning."

Sang Zhe sat down on a chair and waved his hands weakly, ready to goof off: "Go back to bed early, I'll catch up on some sleep too."

"Brother Sang didn't sleep well last night again."

The demon disciple said with a smile: "It seems that the beautiful maid is quite good in bed. Brother Sang should take care of your health."

Sang Zhe grinned weakly.

"I really envy Brother Sang. The fairies who have passed through his hands are like lost souls, obeying his every word... Why don't I have this blessing?"

The demon disciple said with longing, "There are so many beautiful and tender righteous beauties. If I could get even one of them...tsk tsk tsk. I will definitely have fun every night like Brother Sang."

"Okay, stop talking nonsense and let's go."

Sang Zhe was too lazy to explain anything to him.

Seeing that Sang Zhe was already lying on the table, too sleepy to open his eyes, the demon disciple did not say anything more, but added one more sentence before leaving:

"That's right, Sango."

"Ok?"

"Don't forget that the big sister said she will come to inspect the work in a while, so don't sleep too much."

Sang Zhe suddenly opened his eyes.

I wasn’t sleepy anymore instantly.

"What the hell? When?"

"I said that yesterday." The demon disciple obviously didn't expect Sang Zhe to react so strongly, and said blankly: "I thought Brother Sang knew."

"At the department heads' meeting yesterday, the leader singled out the prison department for praise and arranged for outstanding employees from other departments to come to the prison department for observation and inspection. The big sister asked you to prepare yourself, so don't embarrass her when she brings people here tomorrow."

I know shit!

My buddy spent the whole day sweeping cat hair at home with Zhang Xiaoying yesterday!

This cat's hair shedding is really exaggerated. After walking around the house two or three times, it's everywhere. Even after taking a bath and lying on the bed, I still feel itchy.

I don’t have the time to check if Tang Yubing has left any message about new tasks.

Sang Zhe, who suddenly came to his senses, asked hurriedly, "Did the big sister say what work she was inspecting?"

"Of course, it's the progress of the interrogation of Fairy Yan Rouwan."

The demon disciple looked suspicious and asked, "Brother Sang, isn't this the only task you have on hand?"

Isn’t that a bad thing?

My friend, the interrogation progress is only 10%.

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My next plan for Yan Rouwan is still in preparation. Wouldn't it be fatal if Tang Yubing came to inspect at this critical juncture?

Thinking back to the words Tang Yubing warned him with a stern look before he left that day, Sang Zhe felt even more frightened.

...This is a mission appointed by the leader.

...Even if they are old friends, don't show mercy.

That's it.

If Tang Yubing came and saw Yan Rouwan was intact without any signs of execution, wouldn't that mean she was dead?

By then, I will definitely be accused of being nostalgic and slacking off at work.

Not only do they withhold my year-end bonus and don’t pay me my salary, I still have to pay the rent and even the mortgage myself.

He even thought of himself as an undercover sent by the immortal sect...

The more he thought about it, the more frightened he became. Sang Zhe quickly grabbed the evil disciple and told him to go down the mountain immediately to his home to give Zhang Xiaoying a message.

After the guy came down the mountain in confusion, he rushed to Yan Rouwan's cell.

"Fairy Yan?"

Yan Rouwan's complexion was much worse than in the previous few days. Her pale face looked haggard and pitiful.

Her eyes were dull and lifeless, as if she was immersed in worry and self-blame for her beloved cat all day long.

But this miserable appearance is far from enough.

Seeing Sang Zhe coming in, Yan Rouwan immediately asked anxiously:

"Where's Jiaojiao? What did you do to Jiaojiao?"

"You bastard, come to me if you have anything to say! Don't touch Jiaojiao!"

Sang Zhe didn't have time to talk nonsense with her.

Without saying a word, he came up to her and started tearing her clothes off.

"Ah! Sang Zhe! You bastard!"

With a scream, Yan Rouwan's dress was torn open, revealing a large area of ​​white skin under her collarbone.

She also struggled desperately, her eyes full of despair and grievance.

...This person finally revealed his true nature.

It seems that I can't escape my fate today.

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When she thought that not only would she be insulted, but even her beloved cat would not be able to escape its clutches, two lines of tears flowed down Yan Rouwan's cheeks.

Soon, her elegant and beautiful wide-sleeved Taoist dress became tattered and naked under Sang Zhe's clutches, revealing her arms, beautiful legs and the sexy lower abdomen.