Xuan Fengqian met his increasingly intense gaze and coldly retorted, "Is the Demon Lord joking?"
"Do I look like I'm joking with you?"
Leng Ye's aura of ferocity intensified, and his deep, mellow voice carried a hint of sinister intent, completely masking the innate allure of his voice.
“Yes.” Xuan Fengqian ignored his cold gaze and nodded heavily.
"oh?"
Leng Ye laughed in extreme anger, his already pitiful patience was being consumed at a visible rate.
He secretly grumbled to himself, waiting for the moment his patience ran out so he would devour her whole.
Xuan Fengqian noticed his increasingly heavy breathing and mentally cursed him a hundred and eighty times over.
If it weren't for the vast difference in strength, she would have loved to fight him to the death.
She even wanted to slash him in the groin with one, two, or even a thousand cuts.
Unfortunately, ideas are just ideas.
In reality, she still has to swallow her pride and put on a smiling face.
"What are you thinking about?" Leng Ye's well-defined knuckles gripped her chin tightly.
"I'm wondering, if you hate me so much, how could you bring yourself to do it?"
"These are clearly two different things."
In Leng Ye's view, no matter how annoying a woman is, as long as she has some looks, he can still go after her.
He can separate love and desire very well.
He was often aroused, but never loved anyone.
"How did they become two different things? If there's no love, let alone sex, even a hug can be incredibly disgusting," Xuan Fengqian murmured to herself.
Will it?
Leng Ye raised an eyebrow and subconsciously tightened his grip on her slender waist.
strangeness...
Why doesn't he feel uncomfortable?
Not only did he not feel uncomfortable, he also inexplicably had a reaction.
Xuan Fengqian stared in astonishment at Leng Ye's hand lingering around her waist. After pondering for a while, she finally mustered the courage to slap it away forcefully. "Demon Lord, please have some self-respect!"
"Don't move."
Leng Ye suddenly pressed her against the jade pillar beside him, his icy hands moving nimbly like snakes, darting in through her collar.
Xuan Fengqian was extremely embarrassed and angry, struggling with both hands and feet, "You heartless and lecherous monster, let go!"
"My hands are cold, let me warm them up for you."
Looking down at Xuan Feng's flushed, blood-red cheeks, Leng Ye's lips unconsciously curled upwards.
Pure yet alluring, she truly is a natural beauty...
"No way!"
Enraged, Xuan Fengqian seized the opportunity when Leng Ye was off guard and suddenly raised her hand, slapping Leng Ye's handsome face with a "smack".
"Are you tired of living?"
Leng Ye was somewhat dazed from the beating, and he fiercely wiped away the bright red bloodstains hanging from the corner of his lips.
“If the Demon Lord is still fuming, he can give me a good beating to vent his anger.” Xuan Fengqian crossed his arms, his flat shoulders slightly hunched inward.
At that moment, she was terrified, her little face turning completely pale with fright.
She knew she shouldn't confront Leng Ye head-on, but he was so awful that she lost control of her emotions and slapped him.
At this moment, Leng Ye was also extremely angry.
He grabbed Xuan Fengqian's hair and dragged her towards the Soul Devouring Hall.
"Xuan Fengqian, you asked for this."
"Leng Ye, can't you be a decent human being? You're the one who assaulted me."
"It's not the first time, why are you so bothered? Do you think I care about your body?"
Leng Ye said he didn't care, but his actions betrayed him.
Today, he even thought he had contracted a hidden illness. He tried with more than ten women in a row, but his body still showed no reaction.
It wasn't until he saw Xuan Fengqian that his lifeless body began to react.
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