Upon hearing Nan Qianyue's question, an unnamed rage surged within him. He grabbed the back of Nan Qianyue's head and leaned down to seal her alluring pink lips with his own.

"Ugh—!"

Nanqianyue's eyes widened like copper bells as she struggled with all her might, but in the end, she could not overcome the man's strong, iron-like arms.

Qin Yi kissed her passionately, as if he wanted to swallow her whole. His iron arms tightened their grip, as if he wanted to knead her into his very bones. He was domineering, tyrannical, and utterly rude.

He only reluctantly let go when the person in his arms was breathing increasingly weaker.

Nanqianyue gasped for breath; she had almost stopped breathing just now!

Snap—

A resounding slap landed on Qin Yi's face, but he didn't flinch, his gaze fixed intently on Nan Qianyue's face.

"Shameless! Rogue!"

Nanqianyue struggled to dismount, but in the midst of the struggle, she sensed something unusual about the man's lower body. Her face immediately turned red, and she abruptly looked up, meeting the man's eyes filled with desire.

"What...what do you want to do?" she asked the idiot, her body trembling.

Qin Yi held her waist tightly, his eyes still red and hot. He opened his lips, which were already tinged with red, and forced out the words through his teeth.

“You deceived me, taking my heart and soul, and then abandoned me and disappeared. Now that you’ve returned, you should repay the debt you owe me.”

Deceiving you both physically and emotionally?

Could you say it any more outrageous?

Nanqianyue frowned deeply, "What nonsense are you spouting?! What kind of deception is this—!"

Her lips were sealed again, and Nan Qianyue clearly felt the man's madness and felt her dress being roughly torn. In her anger, she came up with a plan.

The southward-migrating moon, which had been struggling and resisting just moments before, suddenly became compliant and even responsive.

She grabbed Qin Yi's shirt with one hand and touched his chest with the other, moving downwards, making Qin Yi unbearably hot and his advances became frenzied.

Suddenly, Nanqianyue's gaze turned cold and sharp.

"Forehead--"

Qin Yi shuddered, his forehead instantly covered in sweat from the pain.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Nanqianyue struggled to fall off her horse and, without hesitation, lifted her skirt and ran towards the other side of the grassland.