The Demonic King Chases His Wife

“It’s not that there isn’t a way.” Nangong Liuyun rubbed his chin leisurely with a pensive appearance.

“Bo——” Su Luo tiptoed and planted a heavy kiss on his lips. “You can save it now, right?”

Nangong Liuyun was startled and thought about it. When he was pondering just then, could it be that this girl thought he was putting up a front?

However, to refrain from taking when there were benefits he could have… it wasn’t Nangong Liuyun’s character to do so.

So following that, Nangong Liuyun extended the index finger on his right hand and shook it rhythmically: “Still not enough.”

Su Luo scowled at him while huffing with anger.

Then right at this moment, Nangong Liuyun suddenly grinned. His slender arm wrapped around Su Luo’s waist, instantly pulling her into his embrace.

Simultaneously, his other hand swiftly held the back of Su Luo’s head securely as he stooped over——

…and kissed her.