Chapter 141 Mechanical Butterfly, Use Your Brain!

In whose bed?

Why is it a man's voice?

Lu Jin on the other end of the phone was clearly taken aback, then his voice suddenly rose: "Who are you?!"

Yan Xi chuckled softly, a sound like a blade gently pressing against Lu Jin's heart: "Aren't you going to ask her if she's alright?"

provocative.

Blatant boasting!

"Yanxi!" Sang Li glared at him angrily. If her wrist hadn't been held down so firmly, she would have definitely bitten him in a fit of rage. "Let me go! If you've got the guts, let's fight. Did you get your head stuck in a door or watch too many adult movies?"

It's practically a "good-for-nothing husband" scenario.

"Oh?" Yan Xi found it interesting. "Want to fight? You think you can beat me?"

Sang Li: "I can beat you until you call me daddy! Ugh!"

Suddenly, Yan Xi felt a surge of strength in his hands.

"Threatening me?" Yan Xi narrowed his eyes, his fingertips slowly gliding across Sang Li's profile, stopping at her jawline, and he chuckled softly.

There was no warmth in his smile; it was a chilling possessiveness.

"I like her very much."

Yan Xi was talking to himself.

Lu Jin on the other end of the phone was silent for a moment, then gritted his teeth and said in a low voice, "If you dare to touch her, I'll make sure you die a horrible death."

Yan Xi ignored her, his lips close to Sang Li's ear, but his voice came clearly into the microphone: "Unfortunately, she is in my arms now, and there's no one you can save her."

"Oh shit."

This was the first time Sang Li had ever heard Lu Jin curse so vulgarly.

He had never lost control like this before; even his breathing was rapid with anger, as if he were using all his strength to restrain himself.

Sang Li wished she could rush over and turn off the phone immediately. She could imagine Lu Jin's eyes at that moment, bloodshot and filled with a murderous urge.

But Yan Xi seemed to be deliberately provoking her. He leaned down, pressing his chest tightly against hers, and laughed as he sang along her neck: "Touch her? I'm holding her right now."

"Bastard!" Lu Jin's roar almost shattered the microphone.

Sang Li was suffocating under the pressure. She wanted to speak, but only rapid breathing escaped her lips. At this moment, she had to comfort Lu Jin. After all, she was not in any real danger. At least she didn't think Yan Xi and Yan Jue were two Hannibal Lecter-like perverts who ate women. If Lu Jin lost control again, the whole situation would be beyond saving.

"It's alright, it's alright, I'm fine," Sang Li sighed. "Really."

Yan Xi looked at his prey's struggle with dark eyes: "He doesn't believe you're alright in my bed, do you hear that? He's very anxious."

He whispered in her ear, "Do you want to respond to him? What am I doing right now?"

Sang Li cursed inwardly, but her cheeks burned: "I'll kill you. At the very least, I can make you paralyzed from the waist down."

"Heh." Yan Xi chuckled.

Sang Li closed her eyes, no longer looking at Yan Xi's face, and said to Lu Jin, "BEAM-777, I can't control him."

This should be considered an encrypted call, because nobody knows who 777 is except for the people at BEAM.

Yan Xi and Yan Jue themselves did not know.

On the other end of the phone, Lu Jin seemed to realize something, and his tone calmed down: "He can nullify any anomaly, right?"

“Yes.” Sang Li said in a low voice.

Before he could finish speaking, a slight buzzing sound suddenly came from the microphone.

The sound was faint, like the flapping of insect wings, or the subtle friction of metal.

Lu Jin instantly became alert: "What's that sound?"

His tone suddenly rose: "Sang Li, what is he doing to you?!"

Yan Xi's lips curled up, his eyes lowered dangerously, enjoying Lu Jin's loss of control.

However, he did nothing.

How could they be slandered?

He is a man who respects women.

Sang Li took a breath, suppressing the cold sweat on her back, and hurriedly said, "It's not him, it's the mechanical butterfly."

Mechanical Butterfly

Project ID: BEAM-482

Lu Jin quickly realized what was happening.

Why are there mechanical butterflies?

What is Sang Li doing with the butterfly?

Or perhaps, the butterfly of BEAM-777?

Many aberrant individuals use mechanical butterflies as a form of stimulant.

There's not much that Sang Li can tell him right now.

But he found a way.

Lu Jin completely ignored Yan Xi on the other end of the phone: "Sang Li, listen to me, BEAM-482, its bite releases hormones, stimulating muscle activity in a short time, like taking a stimulant. You can't move now, but it can help you."

Sang Li was stunned.

ah?

excited?

She looked at Yan Xi with disbelief.

Really?

Sang Li: "Isn't it poison?"

“You’ve got it all wrong.” Lu Jin finally guessed what had happened. “What’s unpleasant is the BEAM-429 mechanical dragonfly, not the butterfly. The butterfly only gives you a momentary burst of power, at the cost of temporary memory disorder.”

The buzzing sound continued to vibrate in her ears, and a butterfly landed on her shoulder, its wings half-open and half-closed, as if waiting for instructions.

Sang Li was breathing rapidly, her lips clenched tightly.

Wrong?

Did I remember it wrong?

!!

At the same time, Yan Xi was still leaning over her, his eyes deep, as if he was savoring her conversation with the person on the other end of the phone, but his brows were filled with confusion and impatience. Clearly, he couldn't understand these "code-like" coded messages at all.

"Sang Li," Lu Jin urged in a low voice, his tone sharp, "Now, let it bite you."

Sang Li's heart was pounding so hard it felt like her chest was going to burst, and her throat was burning hot and dry.

There's nothing we can do about it.

"Bite me."

She uttered those words in a low voice.

As if it understood the command, the mechanical butterfly on my shoulder trembled its wings and the buzzing sound suddenly intensified.

The next second, the forceps suddenly plunged into her collarbone!

A sharp, electric-like pain shot through Sang Li's body, her pupils dilated, and she couldn't help but shudder.

Electric currents surged wildly through his blood, his breathing became erratic, the stiffness in his limbs was rapidly loosening, and a force suddenly exploded from deep within him!

Yan Xi clearly noticed the abnormality in her body. He frowned, and his dark eyes suddenly narrowed: "What are you playing at?"

The force surged up like a tide, and Sang Li was almost shaken by the sudden impact.

Adrenaline surged.

The muscles were boiling, and the blood felt like it was on fire.

Yan Xi was still staring intently at her, his eyes dangerous, as if he was about to say something.

In that instant, Sang Li suddenly jerked her wrist away.

Like a burst of heat, she unleashed extraordinary strength, bracing herself against his chest with both hands and shoving him hard!

Yan Xi was forced to lean back, the bed shook, and the moonlight swayed.

Taking advantage of the situation, Sang Li turned over, broke free from his embrace, jumped off the bed, and stepped onto the cold floor. Her breathing was rapid, and the corners of her eyes were still red.

My heart felt like it was going to explode; the pain was intense, hot, and rapid.

The thumping sound kept going on.

"Ha," she gasped softly, "you think you can keep me pinned down forever?"

Yan Xi was not truly annoyed by being pushed away; instead, a hint of interest flickered in his eyes, like a beast that had been provoked and was now excited.

"So you still have strength." He swayed his black robe and moved closer.

Sang Li immediately stepped back, but before she could move, he grabbed her wrist with lightning speed and pulled her sharply.

Sang Li was pulled into his arms, her chest bumping against his hard pectoral muscles.

"Let me go!" Sang Li was furious, struggling like a trapped wildcat, but no matter how she shook herself, she was firmly restrained by the man's strength.

Yan Xi's breath was close to her ear: "Is that all the power you have?"

Fueled by anger and shame, blood rushed to her head, and Sang Li suddenly turned her head and bit his exposed neck!

"!!!"

The pungent smell of fresh blood instantly flooded her mouth, hot and intense, the suffocating metallic taste bringing immense pleasure.

Yan Xi's body suddenly stiffened.

He didn't dodge or retreat; his throat tightened.

Sang Li licked the corner of her mouth, the taste of blood exploding on her tongue.

Like a broken wine glass in the night, sharp shards piercing her throat, or like the pungent, sweet smell of wild beasts tearing at each other, burning her mind.

Yan Xi froze, his chest trembling, as if a torrent of energy had been awakened and surged forth from the depths of the dark night.

He did not push her away.

Instead, Yan Xi tightened his arms, holding her even more tightly, as if he wanted to pull her whole body into his embrace.

His blood slid down the corner of her lips, hot and wet, like some kind of hidden brand.

Danger.

charming.

Sang Li suddenly had a strange feeling that she hadn't bitten him, but rather set him on fire.

No one would have this fetish, right?

Yan Xi raised his hand and gripped the back of her neck.

The force wasn't strong, but it was enough to prevent Sang Li from escaping.

However, her muscles remained tense, poised to strike.

The heat of the blood spread between them, like hidden red threads that bound them tightly together.

"Should we bite a little deeper?" Yan Xi asked.

She was the one who bit him.

But now, the situation has been completely reversed.

Sang Li felt as if she was devouring him.

But the clearer feeling is that I am being devoured by him.

This can't be done!

Sang Li took a deep breath, placed her hands on Yan Xi's chest, and pushed hard again.

His body remained completely still, like a black wall.

However, at the same time, she heard a soft rustling sound.

Look up.

Silently, yet suddenly appearing from the ceiling, the walls, and the air, they fall from the sky.

Like a flame under the night sky, it dispelled the oppressive atmosphere between her and Yan Xi.

It's Fei Ling.

It's the perfect time.

The next second, taking advantage of Yan Xi's distraction, she broke free like a fish, stumbling and leaping out of the window.

A cool breeze brushed my face, and moonlight peeked out in bright arcs through the gaps in the curtains.

Sang Li jumped and plunged heavily into the pool below.

The water splashed out, like white fireworks bursting open in an instant.

She looked up and saw a familiar figure by the pool.

Fei Ling stood in the moonlight reflected on the water, arms crossed over her chest: "We're doomed."

Sang Li: "..."

"Walk."

Sang Li didn't want to think about where things had "gone wrong." She gritted her teeth, pushed herself up from the water, and was pulled up by Fei Ling while still wet.

The two turned and left.

The snow continued to fall in layers throughout the manor, enveloping Yanxi.