"Don't make me slap you again."

Xiao Lanchuan: ...

Nan Zhi thoroughly bullied and tormented Xiao Lan Chuan, and seeing his blackening value reduced to 60% and his favorability value to 20%, she couldn't help but click her tongue.

You little pervert, have you had your fill of beating him up?

She knocked him unconscious with a punch, dragged him away, and threw him onto the bed.

As a result, she actually earned around two hundred points.

Fearing that Xiao Lanchuan would discover her injuries once he regained consciousness, she decisively used 99 points to exchange for a healing potion, which completely repaired the marks on his body.

She dressed him and lay down in his arms.

Thinking of something, she pounced on him and bit his lip again, until it bled before she let go.

After finishing everything, she glanced outside; it was almost dawn.

The person next to him stirred, as if he was about to wake up.

She quickly pretended to faint in his arms, looking weak.

Xiao Lanchuan slowly opened his eyes.

He stared at the canopy above his head for a moment, and for some reason, felt very tired.

He lowered his eyes and saw the person in his arms.

She lay obediently in his arms, her fate unknown.

With just a gentle push, Xiao Lanchuan sent her limp to the side.

He glanced at the horrific marks on her neck, his brow furrowing deeply.

Is he dead?

Xiao Lanchuan knew that once he fell asleep, he would become terrifying, like the last demon from his past life, unable to control himself from killing.

I had expected this all along.

But why did he feel more than just disappointment when he saw her die?

He wiped the corner of his lips, not understanding why they were broken.

After looking at the girl for a few seconds, he got up and called Jiang Fulai in.

"Give him a proper burial."