Transmigrated as the Real Rich Daughter, She Leads a Trillionaire CEO to Conquer the Rich and Powerful

Ye Lan unexpectedly died from a self-detonation during a clan war, only to be reborn as the neglected daughter of a second-rate wealthy family in Jiangcheng.

As the real rich daughter, newly ...

Chapter 739 Extra 9 Wu Heng

She suddenly exerted force and pulled the man onto the bed.

The boy pressed on her again like the first time.

Yin Tong used his demonic energy before he could resist.

The devil has always been able to bewitch the mind.

She rarely uses it, preferring to fight with fists and kicks, and real swords and guns, but that doesn't mean she will forget her old skills.

For a novice who doesn't even know the basics of cultivation, this kind of thing can be operated with almost no effort.

When he lost consciousness, Yin Tong stretched out her arms, wrapped them around his neck, and kissed him with her lips.

Yeah, softer than I thought.

His figure is also stronger than I imagined.

She clung to him tightly, and no matter how close she got, it never felt enough, so she gave him an order in a seductive manner.

"Hold me."

The boy finally reached out and hugged her.

What happened next is hard to explain.

Yin Tong knew about dual cultivation, and also knew that humans had a simple physical connection, but she didn't know what it felt like... It was so confusing.

She was deeply trapped between the boy's arms and the bed, feeling herself floating up and down, and gradually she could not even see the boy's appearance clearly.

Therefore, she did not notice that the boy's eyes were dark and he was staring at her the whole time.

The next day, naturally nothing happened.

The demonic energy controls his mind, and the boy will have no memory.

Yin Tong, however, became addicted to it. After delivering meals during the day, she would cling to him and show him affection at night.

Gradually, she no longer wanted to care about the ups and downs outside. Apart from three meals a day, she spent more and more time in the yard, occasionally messing with the boy's flower branches and chess books.

The boy also went from being timid and not daring to resist at first, to later grasping her restless fingertips and saying with a helpless smile: "Be obedient."