The Demon King looked at the woman who was quietly waiting for his return, and his heart felt warm.

Such a harmonious picture is like a husband going out and his wife is preparing good wine and food at home waiting for his husband to return.

He walked into the hall, his eyes stained with uncontrollable joy, "What day is today? Why do you cook yourself?"

The woman smiled and poured a glass of wine for him, "I have thought a lot these three days. You treat me well and indulge me tolerate me and tolerate me. I am very moved, so--"

Seeing him standing stupidly, the woman couldn't help but stop, stood up and pulled him to sit down.

Seeing her take the initiative to pull him, the Demon King stared at her hand in shock, unable to come back to his senses for a long time.

She chuckled and handed him the wine glass in her hand: "To thank you for your care for many days, I will give you a glass."

The Demon King's face turned a little solemn, and he said seriously: "What's wrong with you today? Don't you never drink alcohol? Why-"

"Haha, you don't like to drink alcohol normally. Didn't you get drunk that day? People, you need to relax after being restrained for a long time, and you can let go of your obsession in your heart before you can be happy." She stared at him meaningfully and said extremely profound words.

The devil was confused when he heard this, and the doubts in his heart were getting bigger and bigger like snowballs.

"What I want to say is, I figured it out-I am willing to marry you." She raised her wine glass and looked at him affectionately.

The devil's eyes widened in shock, and he grabbed her hand with joy: "Did you agree?"

The woman looked at his expectant eyes, but her handsome face, which was always cold, was inexplicably excited because of her words, and she couldn't bear it.

She pretended to smile and nodded: "Well, I agree. I will marry you and become your wife."

The Demon King was so happy that he took the wine glass and couldn't help but smile at the corner of his mouth.

"Let's just let's get drunk today." She raised her glass from afar and invited the Demon King to drink it all.

The devil was happy, but he couldn't help but think about her body.

"Drinking alcohol hurts your body, just drink it appropriately. Look at how thin you are wearing, go and add a piece of clothing." The Demon King held her hand and felt a refreshing coolness. Seeing that her face was a little pale, he couldn't help but frown and blame him.

The woman felt the warmth from his palms and felt warm in her heart. She thought that tonight was the last night. Since she couldn't bear it, she should stay for a while.

Immediately, she stood up and walked towards the side hall, each step as heavy as a fill of lead.

After a while, she walked out slowly in her coat.

The Demon King pulled her down considerately, murmured with some sigh: "If I weren't by my side, you wouldn't have taken care of yourself."

As he said that, he reached out to grab her collar, his eyes as gentle as water, and his heart trembled, and he couldn't help but recall his meticulous care for her this month.

Once, she was infected with a cold and he was by the bed day and night, staying with her and taking care of her.

She softened her heart, and had several chances to attack, but she was defeated by his considerate and love.

Now, he seemed to be even more gentle, not like the cold demon king at first, but the man who loved her deeply.

My heart ached slightly, but there was a smile on my lips that was against my will: "Hehe, aren't you by my side? You will still take care of me for the rest of your life."

When the devil heard this, he held her hand and used force unconsciously. His eyes seemed to be locked, staring at her tightly, as if he had to stare at her for ten thousand years, and he would not give up after ten thousand years.

Seeing that he was a little moved, the woman hurriedly avoided his affectionate brown eyes, endured the reluctance in her heart, raised her wine glass, and smiled and said, "Tonight, I am very happy. I want to stop drunk with you. I respect you!"

As she said that, she closed her eyes and drank it all in one gulp, regardless of the Demon King's reaction.

That kind of joy is so decisive that it shows some determination.

Then, the Demon King looked at her deeply and then raised his glass to drink.

"I'm so happy tonight, I'm going to marry you, haha-" She laughed out loud, her eyes narrowed into crescent moons.

The Demon King looked at her with a serious expression, his voice a little low: "Why are you still crying when you are happy?"

The woman realized that tears had already fallen from the corners of her eyes, and she was so shocked that she reached out to wipe it: "Is there any? That must be too happy, so she cried with joy."

"I hope you will be really happy in the future. Don't laugh out loud in the future, it will make people heartbreak. You will know how to take care of yourself in the future, don't wear it so thin, get infected with the cold, and no one will suffer for you. In the future, don't look at the garden and stare blankly. Those flowers are not worthy of you at all. Also, remember, don't fall in love with others against your will, it will be very painful-"

The Demon King stared at her, a layer of mist surged in his eyes, and his voice became hoarse and choked.

Every word, every word, and every sentence comes from the most sincere love in the heart.

But this kind of love is about to disappear—

After hearing this, the woman was so shocked that she widened her eyes and looked at him in disbelief: "What did you say, what do you mean?"

The devil smiled slightly at the corner of her mouth and gently stroked her shocked face, "In the future, you must be happy when you don't have me here-"

She was so scared that she trembled all over and stood up in shock: "What's wrong with you? Why did you say this?"

After the words came, the Demon King suddenly vomited blood, his face pale.

She was so shocked that she screamed: "You changed the wine glass!!! You changed the wine glass!!!!"

She obviously put the poison in her wine glass, but now she has poisoned him.

Then, he must have changed his glass while she was adding clothes.

"Why are you so stupid? That's poisonous wine, it's going to be dead!!!" Tears surged out like a flood that broke through the gate. She cried sadly, supporting his weak body, and fell into extreme grief.

She still hurt him, she still hurt him!!!

The Demon King weakly grabbed her hand and comforted: "How could I watch you die? If you die, what's the point of living?"

"Silly, I am just a dancer. You are the king of the demon world. I am humble and humble. You are noble and powerful. We have no intersection, but because of me--because I--"

"Don't say it. No matter how noble or powerful I am, what's the use of it? It's just that the walking corpse lives in the demon world, lonely for tens of thousands of years. Since I met you, my life has become colorful and has the meaning of living. I'm willing to die for you."

"No! No! I don't want you to die! I don't want you to die!" She shook her head frantically, growled in tears, and grabbed his hand excitedly.

"You are the devil king, how can you die! How can you die with a glass of poisonous wine!!!"

"Wine is my deadly point."

Yes, how could a devil king be framed after living for tens of thousands of years?

It was only when he was facing her that he drank the poisonous wine without hesitation.

Exposing her fatal points is just because of trust.

He trusted her so much, but she shamelessly betrayed him!!!
Chapter completed!