"You don't want me anymore?"
Hearing Rong Hang's voice, Jiang Yixing's heart softened. "How could that be..."
Then she suddenly saw what was binding her hands.
A magical artifact from the demon realm.
The treasure to uncover the conversation.
Jiang Yixing's pupils contracted, and his face suddenly darkened.
"You used a magical artifact from the demon realm?"
Rong Hang was already mentally unstable, and using magical artifacts from the demon realm would make him more susceptible to demonic possession.
Moreover, considering the function of this magical artifact, Jiang Yixing could almost guess what Rong Hang used it for.
Jiang Yixing found it difficult to remain calm due to the invasion of her privacy and the lack of trust.
Having lost most of his senses, Rong Hang felt a sense of fear for some reason and stood there blankly.
Jiang Yixing was furious, and his expression grew even colder.
When Rong Hang saw her expression, he felt extremely flustered.
This seemed to confirm his suspicions even more; Jiang Yixing had indeed grown tired of him.
The red in Rong Hang's eyes suddenly intensified, and his speed increased. Jiang Yixing couldn't catch his movements at all before he was grabbed by the body.
Rong Hang's arm was wrapped around Jiang Yixing's abdomen, and his hot, moist breath sprayed onto Jiang Yixing's shoulders and neck.
Without pausing, Rong Hang bit down on Jiang Yixing's neck.
A slight, tingling itch came from my neck, followed by a sharp pain. The skin on my neck had been bitten and was slowly bleeding.
Rong Hang manipulated the white rope, which stretched infinitely, instantly trapping Jiang Yixing. Her hands were still bound together, and her legs were tightly bound as well.
Lifted by the white rope and thrown to the wall, Rong Hang pinched her face again, the tender flesh turning red, but it only ignited endless desire in Rong Hang's heart.
Jiang Yixing suddenly opened his mouth and cursed.
She was really angry, and Rong Hang wanted to do the same thing again.
The spiritual energy uncontrollably concentrated all around Jiang Yixing. The next second, Jiang Yixing and Rong Hang switched places, and Rong Hang was tied up and thrown to the ground.
Jiang Yixing straddled Rong Hang, his face full of anger.
"What's wrong with you! Using a demonic artifact? Do you want to die?"
Rong Hang seemed to have been touched on a sore spot, "You're disgusted by my demonic possession?"
Jiang Yixing laughed in anger, her expression was cold and hard, her tone was icy, and her words were like sharp swords piercing Rong Hang's heart.
"Rong Hang, I am so disappointed in you."
Rong Hang shuddered.
He was first filled with fear, then he went berserk, his face revealing madness and ruthlessness. "Yes, that's the kind of person I am. You don't understand me."
Rong Hang's voice trembled uncontrollably, "You've been too idealistic about me! Do you love me? Is it really me?"
Jiang Yixing felt her anger surge to the top of her head. She grabbed Rong Hang by the collar and dragged him up from the ground, almost nose to nose with him.
"Ha, I don't love you."
Rong Hang's eyes were almost brimming with tears, but he still stared intently at Jiang Yixing.
"Rong Hang, you think too highly of yourself. Do you think the world only allows you to love others?"
Jiang Yixing pressed against Rong Hang, his eyes revealing ruthlessness and pain.
“I never intended to break up with you,” Jiang Yixing paused, “but now I have to reconsider.”
Rong Hang froze, his whole body trembling slightly, even his eyelashes quivering.
Jiang Yixing stared at the tip of the eyelashes, a wave of sadness washing over her.
Rong Hang values this relationship too much; he's so afraid of breaking up that he's practically possessed by demons. Jiang Yixing simply can't continue with him any longer.
Jiang Yixing turned over and stood in the center of the room.
As Rong Hang was deeply shaken, Jiang Yixing suddenly produced a dose of medicine, a spiritual medicine that she had specially asked Gu Chun and the others to prepare, fearing that the demonic energy might still affect Rong Hang.
It can quickly suppress inner demons and control the surge of spiritual energy.
Jiang Yixing's fingers trembled, and layers of green light enveloped Rong Hang.
Rong Hang seemed to be caught up in his own emotions and could not extricate himself, so this time he did not resist.
An hour later, Rong Hang finally regained his senses, but all his previous actions flooded back into his mind.
Rong Hang recalled in disbelief what he had done.
His eyelashes fluttered as he looked at Jiang Yixing. There were still large patches of red on her collarbone, with bite marks in the middle, some of which had now turned purple.
Jiang Yixing's two fingers on his right hand were drooping limply; Rong Hang had used too much force earlier, and now he couldn't exert any strength in his hand at all.
Jiang Yixing looked up and met Rong Hang's gaze, but Rong Hang didn't dare to look at Jiang Yixing for long.
Rong Hang knelt down and gently used his spiritual energy to soothe Jiang Yixing's wounds, his voice trembling more than ever before, "I'm sorry... I'm so sorry..."
It's impossible for Jiang Yixing not to be angry at all; her anger is still surging.
Jiang Yixing looked at Rong Hang, who was squatting in front of her, and just like Rong Hang had done before, she pinched Rong Hang's chin with her fingers, forcing him to look up.
Do you remember everything I said?
Rong Hang's eyelashes twitched, as if he didn't want to answer.
Jiang Yixing, however, remained calm and waited patiently.
Rong Hang finally spoke slowly, "I remember."
His voice was weak and feeble, concealing too many emotions.
"You remember I wanted to break up with you?"
Jiang Yixing's tone was devoid of any emotion, utterly cold.
Rong Hang's heart was trembling. He bit his lip so hard it almost bled.
Jiang Yixing tightened her grip, preventing him from biting down, her voice growing even colder, "Remember?"
Rong Hang had no choice but to utter two words: "I remember."
"Okay, so what do you think?"
Rong Hang felt as if he were being torn apart by a thousand knives whenever he thought about what he had done to Jiang Yixing.
He caused Jiang Yixing pain and hurt her. He was never good enough for her. The time he spent with Jiang Yixing felt like it was stolen. How could he dare to ask for more now?
Rong Hang swallowed his bitterness and said, "Okay."
Jiang Yixing's pupils contracted, as if he couldn't believe what he had just heard, then he sneered, "Rong Hang, are you even a man?"
The next second, Jiang Yixing kissed Rong Hang's lips. Her movements were light and gentle, completely unlike the coldness in her tone.
For some reason, Rong Hang's whole body stiffened.
He couldn't suppress his desires after all, and glanced at Jiang Yixing, only to meet her gaze.
Those were eyes of utmost tenderness, brimming with love.
Rong Hang's tears suddenly fell.
Jiang Yixing wiped away his tears as if she were wiping her most precious treasure, "Why don't you believe I love you?"
Rong Hang's fingertips and voice trembled, "I... am not good enough for you..."
Jiang Yixing suddenly turned fierce and said, "You're talking nonsense!"
Rong Hang was stunned, not understanding for a moment why Jiang Yixing suddenly cursed.
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