I Don't Want to Be a Charmboy【Quick Wear】

Chapter 314: His Royal Highness the Prince (28)

Satan instantly regained his smiling look. He held Lin Shen's hand tightly, as if he was afraid that he would suddenly disappear.

Lin Shen frowned, feeling a little helpless. He had just managed to shake off Satan's hand that was around his waist, and now Satan was pulling his hand again.

He secretly complained in his mind, does this guy have skin hunger?

Satan didn't care what Lin Shen was thinking, he only knew that His Highness was the best and kindest to him.

He flapped his wings twice, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he said excitedly: "Your Highness, try it."

Lin Shen's eyebrows jumped, and his intuition told him that this matter was not simple, so he quickly shook his head to refuse.

But Satan did not intend to give up. He directly grabbed Lin Shen's hand and guided his palm to touch his wings.

Lin Shen was shocked. He didn't expect Satan to do this.

When he actually touched the wings, the feeling was novel to him. Although the wings were soft, he could feel the power contained in them and they felt very comfortable.

Satan felt the touch of the white, slender hands on his wings, and his body shuddered involuntarily.

He didn't tell Lin Shen that for a demon, wings are the hardest part, but also the most sensitive part.

Touching wings shows great trust and affection for each other, and can also be considered a way of expressing love.

In Hell, if you want to be with someone or want to have a casual romance, you can show your wings to that person and if the demon wants, he can touch your wings.

Satan's thoughts began to drift, his heart was pounding violently, saliva was gurgling in his throat, and he couldn't help but let out a groan.

This voice made Lin Shen quickly retract his hand. He looked at Satan with some surprise.

Satan coughed sheepishly and said awkwardly, "It's a little itchy."

Lin Shen nodded in understanding and didn't want to waste any more time. He really couldn't stand the air here and felt very uncomfortable.

He urged, “Hurry up.”

Satan nodded, and his hand held Lin Shen's hand again, the action was natural and firm.

Then, he waved his hand lightly, and the black mist around him quickly swirled, tightly wrapping the two of them.

In an instant, the positions of the two people changed, as if they had traveled through space.

When the black air in front of their eyes dissipated, a magnificent and tall palace appeared in front of them.

Lin Shen and Satan stood not far outside the palace, looking up at the magnificent building.

At the entrance of the palace stood some demons in armor. They stood upright, like human guards, guarding the peace of the palace.

The system here seems to be surprisingly similar to that in the human world.

Satan smiled and said, "Your Highness, this is Lucifer's palace. I wonder if he is inside now."

Lin Shen nodded, his eyes swept across the palace, and suddenly his thoughts turned, and he asked: "Shall we go in directly?"

Satan shook his head, his smile was mysterious. He leaned close to Lin Shen's ear and whispered, "We have to go in stealthily, otherwise the guards will see me go in directly and tell Lucifer. It will be hard to handle with so many people."

Satan did not tell the real reason. He was actually worried that other demons would take a fancy to His Highness.

Seeing His Highness in this state, any demon would fall in love with him, and Satan doesn't like trouble, especially trouble about His Highness.

Lin Shen did not raise any objection to Satan's plan. He just nodded slightly to show his agreement.

At this moment, the two were once again enveloped by the black air, and then disappeared from the spot in an instant, as if they had never appeared.

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In the dim room, there were a few low gasps, the sound was suppressed and full of pain.

This was a man's voice, filled with unspeakable pain.

Looking closely, there was a man curled up on the big bed in the room. No, to be more precise, it was a demon, because his black and white wings were spread out weakly on the bed.

Some black lines began to appear on his face. Those lines spread across his skin like living things, then suddenly disappeared, and then reappeared, over and over again, as if telling of his inner struggle and pain.

Lucifer lay on the big bed with his eyes narrowed, his dark pupils a little unfocused. The black demonic energy around him seemed to be responding to his emotions, constantly lingering around him.

He felt a sense of emptiness in his heart, a feeling so strong that he had to raise his hand and touch his chest.

There used to be a heart beating there, but now it is empty, there is nothing.

Despite this, his mind seemed to still be stubbornly thinking about that figure, the figure that he could never forget.

He was clearly a demon, but he always had nightmares. In the dream, Xila saw his miserable state.

He hated him, was afraid of him, and didn't want him anymore.

This fear and confusion made him dare not ask anything about Xila, nor dare to meet him, for fear that Xila would show disgust.

Lucifer gasped softly, and the sound was like he wanted to cry, but he was forcibly suppressing it.

He murmured the name, "Sila...Sila..."

His voice echoed in the dim room, carrying bone-eroding love and unspeakable pain.

"Lucifer!"

A familiar voice echoed in the dim room. The name that had not been mentioned for a long time seemed particularly abrupt in this silent space.

No one had ever called him like that before. The voice was so familiar and gentle that it caused an inexplicable emotion to surge in Lucifer's heart.

He opened his eyes slightly and saw a young man standing not far from him. The boy was wearing a simple white shirt and black pants, looking fresh and neat.

The boy's face was a little blurry, but Lucifer recognized him immediately; this was his Xila.

He thought to himself that he must have been dreaming again, dreaming that Xila came to see him and called his name.

He thought thankfully that today was finally no longer a nightmare, but a good dream, because Xila looked so gentle at the moment.

He stretched out his hand and called out in a hoarse voice: "Xila..."

Lin Shen, who was standing at the door, frowned and looked at Satan with some confusion, as if asking who Xila was.

Satan just shrugged, indicating that he didn't know.

Lin Shen observed for a while and heard the people inside shouting "Xila" a few more times. He had an idea and decided to go in and find out what was going on.

Walking into the room and standing beside him, Lin Shen finally saw Lucifer's appearance clearly.

Lucifer's hair is golden and his eyes are as bright as sapphires. He looks pure and flawless.

However, there were some black lines on his face, which were faintly visible, adding a touch of mystery and danger.

His pair of black and white wings lay limply on the bed, undoubtedly revealing his identity as a demon.

Lin Shen lowered his head slightly to look at Lucifer, only to see that Lucifer had a confused look in his eyes, with slightly red rims. He eagerly grabbed Lin Shen's hand, with a hint of desire and uncertainty in his voice.

"Xila...Xila, you came to see me..."

Lin Shen looked at his held hand with a complicated expression.