Chapter 186 It can only end when I say it's over!

"Feng Ye," she chuckled softly, her voice trembling slightly, "you want to treat me like you did last time? Do you think that would be punishment for me?"

She paused, then deliberately spoke in a nonchalant tone, "But have you ever thought... that even without you, there are other men..."

She suppressed the unfamiliar arousal in her body and deliberately provoked him with her words, trying to make him give up on his own.

Before she could even utter the word "person," a slight stinging pain shot through her neck. He had actually bitten her lightly with his teeth!

Josie stared at the man's thick head of hair and cried out in pain.

She had thought that such a direct provocation would completely enrage him and make him lose interest.

To everyone's surprise, the man only paused for a moment, then continued at his own pace as if he hadn't heard her, his large hands roaming over her body even more brazenly, seemingly determined not to let her go.

Josie's body trembled slightly. Unable to bear it any longer, she almost activated her shapeshifting ability to break free from his control with a slight thought.

Just then, the man seemed to realize her intention, grabbed her waist, and forcefully pressed her against himself.

"You!" Josie's face flushed instantly, both shocked and furious.

She never expected that after saying those words, he would still...

Feng Ye raised his head, his eyes gleaming with an unnatural crimson, burning with an intense, unyielding desire and obsession: "Now that you've reminded me, how could I possibly hand you over to someone else? Qiao Xi, I just said that you've messed with me, and from now on, it's only over when I say it's over!"

Qiao looked into his eyes, which were churning with anger, hurt, resentment, and an intense emotion she couldn't bear.

She could have easily transformed and dodged immediately, but at that moment, her soft heart and guilt took over.

In the end, she did not run away.

He let her lay her down on the carpeted floor, and let him do whatever he wanted.

Perhaps because they hadn't been intimate for a long time, his movements were impatient and rough, yet he seemed to be trying his best to restrain himself so as not to really hurt her.

This intimate moment, which carried connotations of punishment and possession, ended abruptly in less than half an hour.

He was breathing heavily, and beads of sweat were sliding down his forehead.

Seemingly dissatisfied, he reached out and roughly covered Josie's eyes, which were now glistening with moisture and exuding an alluring charm that was making him flustered, and said in a hoarse voice, "Again."

But this time, just as he embraced her and his lips were about to fall on hers again, his body suddenly stiffened, and he straightened up instantly!

With astonishing speed, he grabbed some scattered clothes and quickly wrapped them tightly around Josie's naked body. He also quickly pulled up his pants and sharply scanned the direction of the camp entrance.

The next second, Shen Han's figure, exuding coldness and exhaustion, emerged from the shadows of the ruins.

He quickly saw the scene by the fire: Josie was hastily wrapped in clothes by a strange man, the ambiguous red marks on her exposed skin were glaring, her cheeks were flushed, and her eyes were panicked. The man was Feng Ye, whom he had met once before and who clearly had ulterior motives towards Josie.

Shen Han's eyes instantly turned red with rage!

Without uttering a single wasted word, the thick, inky black mist surrounding him surged forth instantly, like a living venomous python, carrying a chilling killing intent, and lunged straight at Feng Ye's vital neck!

"Chen Han! No!" Qiao Xi blurted out almost immediately, not caring to hide her reaction, and jumped up to stand in front of Feng Ye, though she could only block half of him. "He didn't force me! It was...it was my own choice!"

The black mist that had wrapped around Feng Ye's neck suddenly stopped, and the cold touch made Feng Ye's skin tingle.

The moment the black mist stopped, a dazzling blue lightning bolt suddenly erupted from Feng Ye's fingers, which were being held captive. It crackled and popped, and was about to strike down on Shen Han, who was right next to him!

"Feng Ye!" Josie shouted sharply, her voice shrill with anxiety. "If you dare to hurt him, I'll transform and hide from you forever! I mean it!"

"Qiao Xi!" Feng Ye gritted his teeth in anger, veins bulging on his forehead, and the electric light between his fingers flickered.

Even though the deadly black mist was still tightly wrapped around his arteries, threatening to tighten at any moment, she stood in front of another man and threatened him.

"Try it yourself." Shen Han's voice was so cold it was like ice crystals, and the black mist tightened even more, refusing to budge an inch.

The two men were on the verge of exchanging blows, their killing intent palpable.

Josie was extremely anxious. What she feared most was seeing the two of them fight each other over her, and she didn't want to see either of them get hurt.

"Chen Han, let him go first." She turned to the thick black fog.

She knew that under such circumstances, Shen Han would be more likely to listen to her and stop, thus preventing a conflict from breaking out.

After the tug-of-war, the clothes wrapped around her slipped down a bit, exposing the fresh marks even more clearly to Shen Han, stinging his eyes and pricking his heart like needles.

That shows how crazy that man was.

Shen Han's chest heaved violently a few times. In the end, he still didn't want to put her in a difficult position, and he was even more afraid that the lightning might hurt her.

He stared intently at Feng Ye, almost gritting his teeth, and slowly withdrew the deadly black mist.

As the black mist dissipated, a faint red mark was left on Feng Ye's neck.

Josie looked at Feng Ye warily, "He didn't make a move, so you can't either."

With a quick tug, her clothes slipped off, exposing Josie's perfect figure to the two men.

Shen Han stopped looking at Feng Ye, quickly took off his coat, wrapped Qiao Xi tightly in it, then picked her up and carried her to another house without saying a word.

Entering the relatively enclosed space, Shen Han carefully placed Qiao Xi on the bedding, and then silently and meticulously helped her put on her clothes one by one.

His movements were very gentle, without hurting her in the slightest, but he kept his lips tightly pressed together and didn't say a word the whole time.

Josie looked at his tense profile and reached out to grab his sleeve. "Are you angry with me?"

Shen Han helped her fasten the last button before raising his head to meet her gaze.

He stared at her for a while, then slowly shook his head, his voice a little hoarse: "No. I'm just... worried that he'll force you and you'll get hurt."

"He won't hurt me."

Even though she could sense Feng Ye's overwhelming anger and his behavior seemed fierce, he always held back and did not actually hurt her.

Shen Han didn't say anything more; he had already made preparations when he stayed by Qiao Xi's side.

After getting dressed, Qiao Xi and Shen Han came out of the room one after the other.

Outside, the fire was still burning, crackling and popping.

However, the spot was now completely empty.

Feng Ye's figure vanished without a trace once again, just as abruptly as he had arrived. If it weren't for the lingering scent of their recent encounter, it would have seemed like nothing more than a dream.