Huo Jin closed his eyes, paused for a moment, feeling the alluring warmth emanating from Chu Yuan's body, and after a long while, stiffly nodded, "Okay, I'll listen to you."

"However, we can't let him get away with this now."

As he spoke, he pushed Chu Yuan aside and walked over, his back to her. Somehow, when he turned around, Chu Yuan saw that Rolling Dragon's ears and eyeballs were gone.

Chu Yuan, "..."

Ruthless, he's still the same.

As expected of the bloodthirsty admiral who strikes fear into the hearts of all.

However, after Huo Jin finished making his move, he did not immediately return to Chu Yuan's side, but instead suddenly stiffened.

Chu Yuan walked over, puzzled. "What's wrong?"

Did the rolling dragon die just like that, without enduring the torment?

Upon closer inspection, it became clear that Huo Jin's gaze was fixed intently on the exposed back of the rolling dragon.

Four large, black moles, like small stools, were perched on his back.

It also appears to have grown black hair.

While Chu Yuan felt her eyes burning, she realized something and reached out to hold Huo Jin's hand, "It's alright, he can't escape."

Huo Jin lowered his head, his dark eyes looking at Chu Yuan, a flash of intense pain crossing his face.

Chu Yuan knew that he must have recognized Rolling Dragon. Even though Rolling Dragon had been living under a different mask for many years, his physical characteristics could not be eliminated no matter what.

That's fine, her goal was to let Huo Jin experience the thrill of killing his enemy.

The next moment, Huo Jin threw down his sword and hugged Chu Yuan tightly.

He strained harder and harder, wishing he could meld Chu Yuan into his body.

His lips brushed against Chu Yuan's earlobe, and he murmured in a low, hoarse voice, "Yuan'er, it's so good to have you."

Chu Yuan understood what he meant. She smiled, looked up, and kissed his lips. "Me too, Huo Jin. It's so good to have you."

The two of them, ignoring the half-dead dragon rolling on the ground, engaged in a passionate, fiery lovemaking, inseparable.

The man's breathing was more rapid than ever before.

Chu Yuan was already under the influence of the drug, so she was in no better shape. She repeatedly licked and bit Huo Jin's Adam's apple and other sensitive areas...

Clinging to him, enjoying his kisses, and whispering sweet nothings in his ear.

Huo Jin trembled all over, his eyes churning with emotion.

"Yuan'er," he called her name.

Chu Yuan whimpered twice, her voice soft and aggrieved, "Huo Jin, I... I was drugged."

It's amazing that she could endure it for so long; Chu Yuan felt that she had grown up.

The key question is, doesn't Huo Jin, that big idiot, feel anything at all?

You have to make her say it herself!

Huo Jin's laughter was hoarse and deep. "I heard it. The echo was so loud just now. Otherwise, why do you think I would have crippled that lecher's ears?"

He doesn't deserve it!

"Here you go, sweetie..."