Mo Tian raised her head, her gaze quickly turning cold, like ice.

Their eyes met, and Qiao Mei swallowed hard, her voice softening. But her right hand, not to be outdone, subtly rose slightly. "To tell you the truth," she said, "as long as you're in my illusion, even with all your spiritual power, you can't use it. Brother Mo Tian, ​​I'll never let you escape again. I want you to protect me for life, brother. From now on, you'll be king, and I'll be queen. We'll live a carefree life, enjoying all the riches and glory..."

A chubby hand, its fingertips feigning coyness, rose up and awkwardly rested on Mo Tian's shoulder. Qiao Mei looked up, and Mo Tian met her gaze coldly. A chill ran through Qiao Mei's mouth, which was filled with yellow teeth and the unpleasant smell of food. The right corner of Mo Tian's mouth slowly curled upwards...

You vixen, how dare you...

At this moment, Mo Tian's eyes gleamed with a chilling light that sent shivers down one's spine!

"Shameless!" Her pretty face had changed color, but her tall, slender figure remained unmoved. Mo Tian's eyes darkened, and with a flick of her wrist, she grabbed the other woman's fingers and twisted them backward. A "crack!" sound rang out...

"Oh dear!" Qiao Mei exclaimed in surprise.

The matter was not over yet. Almost simultaneously, Mo Tian raised his other hand, took a step back, and quickly and accurately found the right distance.

"Slap!" A slap landed on Qiao Mei's face...

"Ah! Ah!" As Qiao Mei screamed, she fell to the ground with a "thud," almost hitting the back of her head against the opposite wall.

A noticeable red mark immediately appeared on Qiao Mei's left, dark, chubby face. Qiao Mei turned her gaze back, covered her face with one hand, sat on the ground, turned her head, and stared fixedly at Mo Tian. At this moment, her eyes were strange, and it was hard to tell whether it was joy or fear.

"So handsome! So, so handsome, I love him so much!" Everyone thought Qiao Mei would be angry and furious, but the ending was unexpected. Her lips trembled, her eyes filled with tears, she twisted her waist, turned over, and "plop!" knelt on the ground.

At this moment, Qiao Mei's eyes were filled with spring light, her face was full of excitement, and she looked like a lovesick girl. She moved her knees closer to Mo Tian, ​​and with trembling hands, she grabbed Mo Tian's pockets on both sides. "It feels so good, give me a few more! Hurry up, please! I, I have never experienced such a comfortable feeling before."

What?! She actually wants to be beaten! And she's doing it willingly! Having never encountered a woman like this before, Mo Tian was momentarily stunned. He raised both hands, gripping his right elbow with his left, and swayed them from side to side.

These hands are quite strong and powerful. Could it be that I didn't hit hard enough just now? But that doesn't make sense. Even though I have no spiritual power now, how could there be red marks on my face if I didn't hit hard?

Looks like you're itching for a beating.

I've been feeling rather stifled lately, so finding a target to practice on isn't a bad idea.

Although this target does not suit my taste, I am currently in a state of decline and cannot be too particular...

Since you refuse to release me, I will beat you until you question the meaning of life.

Although I've never laid a hand on a woman, you don't qualify as a woman; you're more like a monster. Since you've spoken up yourself, you can't blame me.

Mo Tian glanced at Qiao Mei with disdain, then rolled up his sleeves. A smirk appeared on Mo Tian's lips, and he let out a cold snort.

"Hurry up, little brother, I really can't take it anymore." Qiao Mei's eyes were brimming with tears as she swallowed hard.

Okay, now that I've found a reasonable excuse for myself, there's no need to refuse anymore.