The Demon Lord Forced to Marry the Female Leader

Chapter 238: Warm Moments at the Inn

"Let's go, I see the room is over there."

He Er was stunned for a moment, then reacted and came to the room with Ziming on her arm. She felt a little uneasy and didn't know how to face the coming night.

After entering the room, He Er looked around and found that the room was very elegantly decorated, the bed was clean and tidy, there was only one bed, and there was a pot of hot tea on the table. She sat at the table and muttered:

"I...or...I should change the room..."

Ziming raised his eyebrows, looked at her and said:

"Hmm? Where do you want to move to? Isn't this room good?"

He Er replied:

"No, this room is fine for you alone, but it's a bit inconvenient for two people."

Ziming narrowed his eyes and asked back:

"You don't want to share a room with me?"

He Er's expression changed slightly. She didn't expect Ziming to ask so directly. She lowered her head, avoiding Ziming's inquiring gaze, and whispered:

"I...I don't know...I just want to sleep alone..."

Seeing this, Ziming couldn't help but feel a little confused. He had always felt that He Er had some feelings for him, but now it seemed that she didn't want to live with him. This made him feel a little lost, and he had to help her recall the memories she had left behind!

He approached Heiji step by step, looked down at her, and asked:

"What did you say on the way? You don't want to be with me, but with your sister Wan Ning?"

He Er looked up at the ceiling, but didn't look into Ziming's eyes. She muttered:

"Ah, is that true? I don't remember it..."

Ziming was amused by her shameless denial. He chuckled a few times, took a few steps forward, grabbed Heer's wrist, lowered his head and whispered in her ear:

"Am I really a dull person in your eyes?"

He Er's ears felt numb and he felt a little uncomfortable. He raised his head back and put some distance between himself and Ziming.

Then nodded.

Yes, you are a dullard!

He Er looked at her wrist, which was being held tighter. She wondered why Ziming had suddenly become so overbearing. She tried to break free from Ziming's hand, but he held it tightly, making it impossible for her to move.

He Er suddenly got angry and said:

"You are usually a taciturn person who doesn't say anything. Why are you holding my hand now? Holding someone else's hand without saying anything, isn't that just being a taciturn person? Fart now!"

He Er's little mouth was gurgling with words, and Ziming's face darkened. Isn't she quite capable? Can't you see that he wants to get close to her? This? ? ? ? It's so obvious, isn't it? ? ? ? ?

He gritted his teeth and said:

"You said you liked me before, were you lying to me?"

He Er's face suddenly turned red. Uh uh uh, why did Ziming think of saying this for no reason? She lowered her head in panic, avoiding Ziming's gaze, and whispered:

"Let me go first, and let's talk calmly, okay?"

Ziming finally understood He Er.

This guy!

When Ziming is quiet, she jumps out. When Ziming is a little manic, she drinks tea. Her main goal is to do the opposite of Ziming. I will do whatever he doesn't do! I will not do whatever he wants to do!

You are anxious, right? Well, I am not anxious. I just want to drink tea to temper you.

Ziming was very patient. He thoughtfully poured tea for He Er and brought it to her.

"Drink."

He Er was flattered and took the teacup, but he felt a little nervous and complained:

"Eh? I mean, this dragon is really thoughtful."

He Er was drinking the tea when Zi Ming suddenly said to her:

"You come and perform a minor operation on me."

He Er spat out the tea, she was really frightened.

She looked up at Ziming and saw a bright smile on his lips. She instantly understood that he had done it on purpose.

Humph, it seems that this dragon is not as serious as it seems. He just pretends to be serious in front of people so as not to lose his beak.

He Er put down the teacup, stood up naturally, and wanted to go out the door and go downstairs! Ask for another room!

How could Ziming fulfill her wish? Ziming opened a barrier to cover the room, isolating all sounds from the outside world.

Then he transformed into his original form. In order to prevent the roof from breaking, Ziming deliberately shrunk his body. He wrapped He Er around him several times like a rope, tightly holding her body and preventing her from getting out.

He Er looked at Ziming's silver-white dragon head and asked:

"What are you doing? Circle me?"

Ziming answered frankly:

"Let me help you with a minor operation."

He Er's face suddenly turned red. She gritted her teeth and said one word:

"you!"

Then he was dragged away by Ziming.

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The atmosphere in Chu Wan Ning and Fu Qian's room was warm and peaceful. The two sat at the table, Chu Wan Ning gently flicked the teacup in her hand, while Fu Qian looked at her quietly, his eyes full of doting.

Seeing Chu Wan Ning just drinking tea, Fu Qian felt like something was missing on the table.

Fu Qian opened the storage bag and took out some food that he had prepared for Chu Wan Ning. Chu Wan Ning looked at these foods that she had never seen before, and her eyes lit up. She picked up a piece of honey sunflower cake and put it in her mouth. The sweet and crispy taste made her exclaim:

"Wow, Fu Qian, when did you prepare this food? It's delicious!"

Fu Qian looked at her with a smile and answered gently:

"I bought these in Hezhou before coming here. I thought you could use them to entertain yourself when you're bored on the road."

When Chu Wan Ning heard his words, a warm feeling surged in her heart. Fu Qian took to heart the little things that she herself had not even thought of.

She put down the pastry in her hand, looked at Fu Qian's eyes seriously, and then gave him a big hug.

Then she half-jokingly said:

"I am truly blessed to marry you!"

Fu Qian lifted the hair by Chu Wanning's ears, and gently stroked her cheek with his slender fingers, saying lovingly:

"Naughty."

After that, he gently brushed away the crumbs from the corner of her mouth with his slender fingers. The subtle movement was full of love and care.

Chu Wan Ning picked up a piece of cake and took a bite, then put it gently to Fu Qian's mouth with a wicked smile.

Fu Qian opened his mouth slightly and took a light bite.

"Is it tasty?"

Chu Wan Ning blinked and asked softly.

Fu Qian nodded and said vaguely:

“It’s delicious. It’s really delicious.”

Chu Wan Ning smiled. She knew Fu Qian always indulged her like this. She felt particularly at ease with him by her side.

People ate and talked, enjoying this wonderful time. The room was quiet again, but this time the quiet was full of sweetness and warmth.