Excerpt from the epilogue:
As soon as Mu Xuanling stood up, Xie Xuechen grabbed her wrist and pulled her back into his arms. He pressed her soft body beneath him, burying his face in her neck to inhale her fragrance. His high nose bridge nuzzled against her cheek, and a trail of dense, delicate kisses spread from her earlobe, lingering between her collarbone and throat.
“Mmm…” The ticklish sensation made her squirm involuntarily. She panted lightly, “What are you doing?”
Xie Xuechen said in a husky voice: “Isn’t it obvious what I’m doing?”
The tables had turned. The one who had been straddling him earlier was now beneath him. Her peach blossom eyes, misty with desire, glared at him without much intimidation. Instead, it ignited the fire in his heart, making him want to tear off her thin, obstructing clothes and see her cry and say “no” with a red face and tears in her eyes.
“Ling’er, I’ve endured for two years…” Xie Xuechen’s lips enveloped her earlobe, his voice hoarse and low with restraint. “I’m not the Xie Xuechen of the past. A demon’s nature is to indulge and act willfully. It’s only for you that I restrain myself. But you only see the children and don’t know to pity me.” His fingertips pulled down her silk robe, revealing smooth, milky-white skin. His slightly rough fingertips caressed her sensitive skin, causing a slight tremor. “Were the words you said back then all lies to deceive me?”
A faint hint of grievance flashed in his phoenix eyes.
Mu Xuanling turned her head away, looking at the flush on his cheekbones and the surging emotions in his eyes. She couldn’t help but swallow, her heart beating fast and urgently. Even though she knew he was pretending to be aggrieved, she still couldn’t help but soften her heart, moved by his actions.
She leaned in to kiss his thin lips, her hands clinging to his neck. She licked his lips, only to have him capture her tongue. His palms pressed tightly against her back, as if he wanted to meld her into his embrace. The thin silk robe couldn’t withstand the Demon Lord’s tugging and tore into petals of fallen flowers, blown to the bottom of the bed. His kisses were scorching and domineering, bringing not only tingling sensations but also slight pain. She writhed her waist uncomfortably, letting out fragmented moans, but didn’t resist, allowing him to plant vibrant peach blossoms on her delicate skin.
“Xie… Xuechen…” Her voice was a mix of crying and panting, tears welling up in the corners of her eyes as she looked down at him with a mix of shyness and anger. “Hurry…”
“Heh…” His hands cupped the backs of her knees, spreading her legs apart as he pushed in slowly and deliberately. She held her breath, her toes curling, her slender legs tensing tightly as tears slid from the corners of her eyes.
His wet tongue licked away the tears from the corners of her eyes. He embraced her back, holding her entire body in his arms. She was suddenly thrust deep inside, letting out a whimper as her rounded fingertips dug into the muscles of his back.
“How fast?” he asked in a low, laughing voice, his large hands roaming her back.
With the Demon Lord’s personality in control, he became indulgent and wicked, insatiable, always enjoying making her cry and beg for mercy. When he regained Xie Xuechen’s mindset, he would be much more restrained, and extremely gentle, speaking little in bed, with only low, suppressed breathing, making her want to tease him into losing control. But if he lost control, she would be the one crying again…
Mu Xuanling angrily punched his shoulder lightly, her voice soft and sweet: “Hao Er will wake up soon!”
“Don’t worry, someone’s watching him.” Demon Lord Xie Xuechen was at the height of his excitement and wouldn’t let the children ruin his good time. A dark smile flashed across his phoenix eyes. He had gone to great lengths to send away the troublesome people – Ah Bao had taken Hao Yi away, and someone was watching Hao Er. Now, with his heart demon firmly pressed beneath him, her face flushed with emotion and eyes misty with desire, she certainly couldn’t escape. He wouldn’t let her go for at least seven days and seven nights. (Marathon sex ftw)
Mu Xuanling, held by her slender waist, her hands clinging to his neck, was like a small boat tossing up and down in a stormy sea. The surging passion clouded her reason, and she didn’t know how long he had tormented her. Not hearing the child’s cry for a long time, she simply gave in and sank into oblivion with him.
It wasn’t until seven days later that she hazily came to her senses – that bastard Demon Lord had set up a barrier in the room, blocking out all outside sounds!
Seeing her anger, Xie Xuechen feigned innocence, saying coolly, “The Demon Lord did it. What does it have to do with me, Xie Xuechen?”
Mu Xuanling choked, fuming, “Stop pretending to have amnesia. You’re still you!”
Xie Xuechen spread his hands helplessly, saying, “Then what do you want to do?”
A stream of chaotic energy transformed into a white silk ribbon, tightly binding his hands and tying him to the bed. His cold phoenix eyes looked up at the Demon Queen pressing down on him. Her soft little hand caressed his handsome face as she gritted her teeth, “An eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth…”
Xie Xuechen was slightly stunned, inwardly smiling – was there such a good thing? "
So they basically take turns f**king each other's brains out in hell. LMAO
