The succubus opened his mouth in shock, watched him drink the soup bowl empty, and clapped his hands foolishly.

He clapped his hands, his face full of amazement and admiration: "You've really finished drinking!"

Ning Zhou put down the soup bowl, looking expressionless, but he felt an indescribable pride in his heart, just like every time he completed the task assigned to him by the Holy See.

The succubus smiled sweetly, and praised him for his greatness. His mouth was as clever as he said that drinking a bowl of unsweet vegetable soup seemed to defeat the will of the world.

He praised the Paladin for his courage, perseverance, kindness and sacrifice, as if Ning Zhou had just rescued him from the siege of thousands of demons.

But he just helped him drink a bowl of jellyfish soup. Ning Zhou couldn't help blushing. He wanted to stop the shameless flattery of the succubus several times, but the succubus always had a way to continue to praise it from another angle.

Ning Zhou could not bear it and changed the topic: "Is this the staple food in the Demon World?"

The succubus nodded: "You often eat this in the demon world."

Ning Zhou's expression was solemn, as if the future was a sea of ​​swords and fire: "It seems that my future life is... very difficult."

The succubus laughed out loud. He always laughed like this, and inexplicably made Ning Zhou puzzled. But he liked to see the succubus laughing, and his face was filled with happiness, which was always quietly transmitted to him.

"It's very hard." The succubus who had laughed enough had a bright eye. "You're still sleeping in the storage room, sleeping on a hardwood bed, and you have to read the Scriptures for a while before going to bed. On a whim, check the devils' learning status, and cut off their heads if they fail the exam. So they have to study the Scriptures without relaxing for a moment, and they have less time to do bad things."

Ning Zhou nodded seriously: "Very good."

The succubus smiled and looked at him tenderly: "And we, every midnight, have to drink a cup of Hristavato white coffee, and by the magic of this coffee, we will see each other. Even if we haven't met for three years, for me, you have never left. You have always..."

The succubus placed his hand on his heart, where he was beating his heart, the reverse scale given to him by his lover.

"You've always been in my heart," he said.

At this moment, Ning Zhou suddenly felt that the miserable and desperate future in the diary was actually not as terrible as he thought.

With love and hope, he voluntarily walked into hell with a yearning for a bright future.

He is loved by others.

He is no longer lonely.

The author has something to say:

Le Mei: As a mature adult, I have ways to make immature children obedient!

Then, he began to act spoiled.

Is this a mature adult?
Chapter completed!