Quick Wear: The yandere boss held me in his arms and kissed me

Chapter 512 The Person Who Loves the Demon God 48
Jinqian felt that what they said was reasonable, so she hurriedly turned her head and went to the Demon Palace to find someone.

When she just walked around a corner, her face suddenly hit a hard object.

"what!"

Jinqian felt a pain in the tip of her nose, and was about to look up at the person, but before she had time to react, she was directly bound firmly by a strong embrace.

Jinqian's heart skipped a beat, smelling the same familiar aroma as before, for some reason, the tip of her nose was sour, and she said sullenly, "Candle nightmare...?"

Candlemare's arms tightened a little more, as if she wanted to keep her in his arms forever and ever.

"Jin'er."

"Jiner, Jiner..."

"where did you go."

"Where did you go..."

Jinqian was taken aback, feeling the slight trembling of the man holding her, she couldn't believe it.

That demon god, who was fearless and fearless, was hugging her, looking like he was about to cry but panicked.

When Zhu Yan said this, Jin Qian, who usually had a lot of tears, couldn't help but her eyes turned red, and she felt a little wronged for some reason.

"I, I'll go find you..."

"I went to look for you. I heard a loud voice and felt people from the Celestial Clan coming...I'm afraid you'll get hurt..."

"So I, so I..."

Scared?
Candlema finally let go of the hand that was resting on the back of Jinqian's head a little bit.

Jinqian smelled the bloody smell on his body and asked worriedly, "Are you injured?"

"you………"

Zhu Yan looked a little flustered, and Jin Qian, who was frowning, suddenly felt better.

He grabbed Jinqian's hand and pressed it against his hard armor.

"Jin'er, I'm fine."

"It's you, in the middle of the night... why did you come out without putting on anything?"

midnight?Jinqian was speechless, the devil world was as dark as day and night, how could she know where was where?

Just as she thought this way, Zhu Yan squatted down first, and carefully inspected Jin Qian's tender feet.

His feet were shaved red because he didn't wear shoes, with a lot of skin torn and a little blood stains.

Candlemare caressed her instep in distress, and carefully healed her wound.

"Jin'er, don't run around anymore."

"I saw that you were not here, and my breathing was almost stagnant."

"I can't imagine what crazy things I would do if you really left my side."

After finishing speaking, Zhu Yan treated Jin Qian's other foot again, with distress still showing on his face.

"Besides, if you get hurt, I'll be upset."

Jin Qian lowered her eyes.

"...I'm just, worried about you..."

Candlemare raised his head and chuckled lightly.

"Worried? No, Jin'er. You don't need to worry about anything."

"My soul is yours, my body is yours. Everything about me is yours."

"As long as you exist, as long as you stand where you are, I will find you by myself. Even if I am dead, even if I am in hell, my soul will turn into a butterfly that illuminates the way forward, and go to your place." Beside."

Jinqian didn't speak, but silently lowered her head, looking at Zhumai's red hair.

Seeing the black magic horns on both sides of her forehead, Jin Qian became curious.

She reached out her hand and touched it gently.

Candle Night's originally confident and doting smile disappeared the moment Jinqian touched his magic horn, replaced by astonishment and panic.

He remembered that at this moment, he was wearing two ugly magic horns, his body was stained with blood, his face had been demonized, and he was completely different from his usual appearance.

(End of this chapter)