The party involved appeared to be reasonable, walking down from the bed with a pained expression, and approaching Lucia step by step.

"Love is a matter involving two people. Is it love if one constantly seeks and demands from the other? No, it's not!"

Wang Xiaole threw the handkerchief onto the bed and walked towards Lucia in a steady manner. His right palm held Lucia's hand, while his left hand rested on her smooth shoulder, gripping it tightly with all five fingers.

"Love is about mutual support. Only in an excellent marriage can we form the most perfect understanding of each other. You should know what I want."

"Then, dear, tell me, what do you want?"

"Follow the customs of my hometown: introduce ourselves to the nearby residents, let them know that we will be together."

"Not introducing ourselves… is that okay?"

Lucia never liked to wait or waste time on unnecessary processes when it came to getting what or who she wanted. Her reaction gave Wang Xiaole the perfect opportunity to elaborate on his point.

"You just don't want to make our relationship public. This way, when you get tired of me one day, you can kick out the helpless girl (referring to herself) and find a new love to satisfy your never-ending desires!"

"Is that so? I never knew that I was such a terrible woman until today..."

"It's not too late to repent now."

First accuse and then forgive you!

With this "combo trick," Lucia was left disoriented, blindly following the lead.

"Sia, you're a good girl. If you make a mistake, you can correct it, right?"

"Yes, yes..."

"Alright, let's start with the most obvious mistake. If you want to take our relationship to the next level, you need to follow the steps of a proper marriage."

Matchmaking, proposal, and engagement. These three steps were enough to delay Wang Xiaole for a long time. Until Lucia completed all of the above, he still didn't belong to her completely in terms of "authority."

Traditional culture is helpful to modern people!

Before today, Wang Xiaole had never felt so grateful for the intricate rules of marriage.

Although he didn't show it on his face, his heart was filled with joy. Even though he wouldn't be able to laugh in the next second...

Lucia forced herself to get her thoughts in order and regain her usual composure. Seeing her beloved person in front of her without any guard, with his underwear almost visible, she became restless.

"The princess carry" is quite famous, isn't it?

At present, Lucia was to the side of Wang Xiaole, extending her right hand to encircle his neck, while her left hand clasped her right hand, forming a loop.

Lucia placed her left hand below Wang Xiaole's shoulder, with her fingers reaching just below his left armpit. Her restless right hand rested on the enticing curve of his thigh.

"Put me down! Didn't we agree to follow the steps of marriage?"

"Yes, I promised, my dear. I will give you a grand wedding soon, but I didn't say I won't devour you now!"

Lucia possessed the beauty of a young girl and the conquering heart of a man, embodying both characteristics. After preparing herself for the princess carry, she forcefully made her beloved rest his head on her shoulder.

With a slight exertion of strength in her waist, the Demon King lifted Wang Xiaole effortlessly in her arms, completing the horizontal carry as she headed back towards the bed.

Based on his personal experience, Wang Xiaole might have a chance to write a book in the future. Its title: "The Tyrannical Demon King Fell in Love with Me."

The moment Lucia placed her beloved on the bed, she leaned over and pinned him down, delicately hooking her finger on one side of her shoulder strap and gently removing the fabric.

With their crystal-like bodies intertwined, they cuddled, and her slender and captivating legs tightly wrapped around him, leaving no gaps between their soft and smooth skin.In the midst of exhales and inhales, a warm and enchanting fragrance curled around the person's nose, gradually moistening their gentle and smooth eyes, while their silky long hair covered and wrapped around the skin of the person beneath them. With her tongue imbued with the aroma, she lightly tapped it on the fair cheek in front of her, as if savoring her own candy, experiencing the lingering taste that would never fade away. It seemed as if she wanted to merge that sweet kiss with her mouth, leaving it on her tongue to intoxicate her entire consciousness.

Her cherry-like lips landed gently on his forehead, imprinting a kiss.

In the alluring atmosphere, her stunning figure presented itself. The bright light in the room appeared to be tinged with crimson, and the dancing flower petals created a touch of romance. Taking advantage of his momentary forgetfulness, Lucia grabbed her lover's hand and immediately lifted his neck, swiftly pressing her hot lips against his lips that were so close by. Her tongue dexterously pried open his tightly closed teeth and deeply kissed him. A fiery passion swept over them, and Wang Xiaole's whole body went numb. He gradually forgot to resist and instinctively returned her kiss.

Their bodies fit tightly together, their faces pressed close. Lucia could even see every inch of her lover's skin on his face. The faint scent on Wang Xiaole's body made her breathing heavy, rendering words unnecessary at this moment. The person beneath her trembled involuntarily, and as she looked into the girl's misty eyes, her beautiful face blushing and tiny beads of sweat forming on her nose, she saw her slightly parted lips from their kiss. The fresh and tender features were mixed with seduction, irresistibly lovable.

Everything felt so natural, as if it was meant to be. Right before Lucia was ready to proceed to the "main event," Wang Xiaole regained his rationality, moving his body to the side of the bed, avoiding her immediate "feasting" action. His resistance to Lucia's touches was not because he was devoid of desire, but rather, it stemmed from his masculine identity. To understand the specific situation, one must ask the following question: "Lucia, let's make a hypothetical scenario. If I were a man, how would you treat me?"

It was an ordinary question, but it caused Lucia's delicate body to tremble. Her passionate gaze instantly dispersed and lost focus. "Oh, dear, why do you always tease me like that? You're so beautiful and captivating. How could you possibly be a boy..."

"Just treat it as a scenario and a game to add some excitement. Lucia, please honestly tell me, if the person beneath you was not a girl, what would you do?" This question was anything but ordinary, and answering it required careful consideration. Using the excuse of playing games between a couple, Lucia convinced herself and engaged in a heated internal debate, truly tormented by this: two little people appeared in her mind, one with a halo on their head and no clothing, and the other with long horns but an elegant and dignified demeanor.

"If my dear were a girl, what would I do?" Was there a need to ask such a question? With a smug self-reference, Angel Lucia put her palms together in a praying motion and revealed a menacing glint in her eyes the moment her pupils opened. "In that case, I would just throw this person into the lair of monsters. Whether they live or die has nothing to do with me. I should say, for people who play with girls like that, such punishment is still too light!"

The angel spoke dangerously. "Hey, hey, hey, you can't say that!" With a strange tone, Devil Lucia emitted a bright light. "Do you like someone only to focus on their body? No, right? Love tests the soul and is equivalent to the compatibility nurtured over the years. It is not those shallow things."

Contrary to her demon side, Devil Lucia offered some wisdom in her mind. The distortion in their perspectives may have been due to the opposite views between the demonic and human races. However, the opinions of these two did, to some extent, influence Lucia. After a difficult struggle, she finally turned towards Wang Xiaole and revealed a sweet smile, pouring out her words like a gentle spring breeze.

"My dear, even if you were a boy, I would still love you. My feelings for you are not so fragile that they can be easily shattered!"

The sound of clicking could be heard.As Lucia was speaking, she reached out and opened the top drawer of the bedside table, taking out a pair of scissors that gleamed with a chilling brightness and looked incredibly sharp.

"It's okay, even if my beloved is a boy, it's okay!

I'm just showing you these scissors, I won't actually use them. At most, I can use magic to help you change your gender.

Don't think too much: I still love you, and I will continue to love you..."

Did you hear that? Just as Wang Xiaole expected!

How can he honestly admit his identity now? How can he not try every means to hide his own gender?

Indeed, Wang Xiaole's power far exceeds Lucia's, even if she regains her full strength, she is still no match for him.

But Wang Xiaole can't do anything. After all, Lucia is a girl. Unless she makes a mistake, he cannot treat her rudely as the opposite sex.

"Is the simulation over? Can I eat my beloved now?"

"Not yet, not yet! Before the actual performance, I want to talk to Cynthia about other topics to deepen our understanding of each other."

Lucia was losing patience. The main reason restraining her wild side and making her obedient to the Demon King was her definition of being a "virtuous wife":

1. A virtuous wife calmly listens to her partner and does not interrupt midway through a conversation.

2. If the partner's request is not excessive or violates principles, it is her duty to cooperate.

Based on these two self-imposed restraints, Lucia would not easily be capricious.

Although she is dominant, she is not a dictatorship.