Aoqian also noticed that Song Xiwei's face was an abnormally red.
Not only that, Song Xiwei also seemed unsure of what to do with her hands, looking completely lost and flustered.
Aoqian stared at Song Xiwei, whose face was as red as an apple. She was so charming, like the most delicious and tempting woman in the world...
He licked his lips without even realizing it, as if he was craving something.
Song Xiwei happened to see Aoqian's expression.
My heart was pounding; I felt like I'd fallen into a wolf's den.
Ao Qian looked incredibly dangerous; those piercing, burning eyes, that relentless, determined gaze...
She felt she really couldn't take it anymore.
Avoiding Ao Qian's gaze, Song Xiwei braced herself and said, "If you could tone down your wolfish eyes, perhaps you would be somewhat believable!"
Ao Qian was taken aback, somewhat puzzled but impressed. "Is there something wrong with my gaze?"
Song Xi glared at him. "If I stared at you like I was drooling over braised pork knuckle or spicy chicken leg, how would you feel?"
Upon hearing this, Aoqian was first stunned, then overjoyed, looking at Song Xiwei with great excitement, "Really? Really? You're not lying to me? You really want to drool over me like you would over a braised pork knuckle or a spicy chicken leg? Sure, you can drool over me anytime, I welcome it!"
Song Xiwei vomited blood on the spot.
This person is acting completely strange right now.
She struggled to suppress the urge to vomit blood, glared at Ao Qian, and said, "Be serious! I was just giving an example!"
"Oh, it was just an example? That's a shame." Aoqian's tone immediately wilted.
Song Xiwei said speechlessly, "If you think that way, others will drool over you. With your face, are you afraid you can't find other candidates?"
Ao Qian stared at her intently, "Can anyone else compare to you? I only have eyes for you, and I only want you to drool over me. I don't care about anyone else, and I don't need anyone else."
Here we go again. Hearing Aoqian's endless stream of flirtatious remarks, she knew that Aoqian was using a feigned retreat as a tactic to advance; it would be strange if he gave up.
Enough, enough. Since struggling is useless, we might as well reach a peace agreement with him first.
At the very least, we must not let the situation escalate further.
"If you really want me to like you, from now on, stop your endless flirting, stop touching me, and tone down your inappropriate gaze. I don't like reckless, frivolous, unreliable, or unserious people. I hope you can be a gentleman, at least so that I don't dislike you, and then I can seriously consider what should be between us. If you can't do that, you can tell me now. If you agree, you must keep your word."
Song Xiwei stared intently at Aoqian; this was her last serious conversation with him.
If she still couldn't convince them, she gave up.
Upon hearing this, Aoqian didn't refute her this time, as if he had really thought about it seriously, "I promise you!"
"Okay, remember what you promised me!" Song Xi nodded slightly.
Seeing that Song Xiwei was finally less wary of him, Aoqian had a sudden inspiration and said, "That's right, Song Xiwei, I understand!"
Aoqian's cunning expression made Song Xi shudder. Was he planning something else that she couldn't handle?
"What do you know? Stop keeping me in suspense!" Song Xiwei rolled her eyes at Ao Qian.
Ao Qian chuckled, "I can abdicate the title of Demon Lord to you!"
Aoqian's sudden, inexplicable statement earned him several eye rolls from Song Xiwei. "Are you out of your mind?"
Ao Qian was rolled his eyes at, but he still chuckled, "Aren't you worried about my offspring? Actually, it's easy to solve. We just need to switch places. You become the Demon Lord, and I'll be your subordinate. That will solve the problem!"
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