The Holy Son Must Not Tempt the Villainous Demon King

[Beautiful Demon King Bottom x Pure-Hearted Saint Top | Complete]

Wei An is the villainous demon king in an adventure novel.

Young and beautiful, he diligently played through 1,200 rounds. After experiencing every imaginable way to die, he finally grew a little tired of his endlessly repeating life.

So before the story began, clad in nothing but a thin cloak, he fainted outside the temple.

The saint, Serixi, is the protagonist of the whole book, and the sworn enemy who personally killed him 1,200 times.

Cold and aloof, yet unexpectedly pure-hearted, he blushes and his heart races after accidentally catching sight of Wei An's pearly white shoulder as he bathes and changes. And because he feels sorry for how frail Wei An is, he secretly ignores the rules and brings food back for him from the outer city.

He teaches Wei An to put on a holy robe, a hemp cord cinching the young man's body into a lovely curve.

Monsters run rampant, and as a saint, it is his duty to exorcise them.

For humanity's peace, he is willing to sacrifice everything.

If there is anything he cannot let go of, it is the secret crush he keeps in his heart, unable to speak it aloud.

The ancient castle where the demon king lives is shrouded in darkness. The heroes hack their way through the brambles and enter the gates, only to find a bewitching young man seated on the throne.

Dressed in a black robe, his skin is so pale it is almost translucent, the blue veins beneath nearly visible. His pointed toe tilts toward the saint, and his languid voice carries a hint of delight.

"You've come."

His fated enemy.

After a long pause, he hears the saint's voice break: "Why is it you?"

Those words had never been spoken to him in any of his first 1,200 loops. Wei An curls his lips, quite pleased with the tiny change he has caused.

Satisfied, he finds himself a little more patient with this dull confrontation.

He rises playfully and slowly descends the steps.

His heels tap out a rhythmic beat against the floor. The beautiful demon king stops before the human saint and tilts his head up slightly.

He gazes at Serixi with the same longing look he wore when they were together in the temple, murmuring, "Because I hate you... I gave my love only to you, but you gave yours to everyone."

Everyone knows demons are skilled liars.

But the naive saint seems to really believe him.

Content warning:

1. First-person narration, written to suit the author's personal tastes, with imperfect characters.

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Bai Heng fell in love at first sight.

The young master of the Bai family was spoiled, ill-tempered, and a poor sleeper.

But his face was so beautiful that it made people feel protective of him.

One night, the young master was woken by someone's "sleep-talk" and got the whole dorm out of bed to issue a stern warning. The next day, tired from lack of sleep, he didn't eat all day and went straight to bed when he got back.

He slept soundly, his face unusually sweet and adorable, with none of his usual spoiled airs. It was as if you could ask him to do anything at that moment.

Bai Heng stood by the bed, watching quietly.

For some reason, he couldn't resist the urge to stuff something into the young master's mouth.

He thought it, and then he did it. Startled awake, the young master threw himself into his arms and said he had dreamed of "something filthy."

Theme: No way around it, even in reverse!