Xuan Fengqian's body was instantly pulled into a strong embrace, and her unfinished words were drowned out by a storm of kisses that caught her off guard.
She tried desperately to break free from Leng Ye's grasp, but he held her firmly beneath him, unable to move.
"You...you're willing?"
Leng Ye gazed intently at Xuan Fengqian, who was as delicate as a flower bud about to bloom, his voice low, mellow, and extremely magnetic.
Before she could answer, he leaned down and lightly kissed her lips. "Spend the night with me, and I'll give you your freedom, how about it?"
"Gah! No way!"
Wuya watched Leng Ye kissing and hugging Xuan Fengqian, and his heart was filled with anxiety.
It dared not pry at Leng Ye, but instead stood firmly between the two of them.
"Get out."
Leng Ye threw Wuya off the bed without hesitation, and then grabbed Xuan Fengqian's chin with brute force, forcing her to respond to his kiss.
Xuanfeng Qianxin gritted her teeth and bit Leng Ye's thin lips, saying angrily, "Leng Ye, don't push your luck!"
"My patience is limited, you'd better just give in."
Leng Ye grabbed Xuan Fengqian's hair and said, word by word.
"Why me? Do you think I haven't been tortured enough?"
"It was just a kiss, why are you being so dramatic?"
Leng Ye glanced at Xuan Fengqian, whose eyes were red and whose face was stubborn, and suddenly released his hand that was pulling her hair, unconsciously softening his tone.
He really didn't understand what Xuan Fengqian was resisting.
She was the one who went to great lengths to infiltrate the Nine Netherworlds, and she was also the one who resisted him in every way.
Could it be that she really changed her mind in just a few days?
The cold night held a hint of chill in his eyes, which also revealed a touch of melancholy.
Before this, he would kidnap and play with any woman who could arouse his desire.
This was the first time he had ever encountered a woman who had caused him so much distress...
Seeing that Leng Ye had finally released Xuan Fengqian, Wuya stumbled onto the bed, boldly jumped onto her shoulder, and said with snot and tears streaming down her face, "I treated you like a sister, but you want to sleep with my husband! I'm angry, and I can't be coaxed."
"Who wants to steal your husband? I wouldn't even take him for free."
Xuan Fengqian wiped the glistening saliva off his lips with disgust, his movements rough, as if he were peeling off a layer of skin.
She has a mild case of obsessive-compulsive disorder related to cleanliness.
She had no interest in a man as promiscuous as Leng Ye.
His touch and his kisses not only failed to arouse her in the slightest, but instead made her feel extremely disgusted.
Leng Ye was furious at Xuan Fengqian's resistant attitude.
He even considered throwing her into a den of hungry wolves, so she could experience what torture was like and what it meant to be worse than dead!
However, this was just his thought in the heat of the moment and shouldn't be taken seriously.
So when he saw Wuya spouting nonsense and wanting to "fight to the death" with Xuanfeng Qian, he began to worry that Wuya might not know his limits and accidentally hurt her.
"do what?"
Leng Ye frowned slightly, and in the blink of an eye, he scooped up the bristling Wuya into his arms.
"Gah! I challenge Asahi to a duel!"
"No hitting people."
Leng Ye casually stuffed it into his sleeve, then left the inner room without giving Xuan Fengqian another glance.
After a long while, Wuya poked half of his head out, secretly observing Leng Ye, whose face looked unwell.
Wuya knew perfectly well that Xuanfeng Qian had never seduced Leng Ye; it was clearly Leng Ye who had developed feelings for her.
At the same time, it was clear that Xuan Fengqian's refusal made him very unhappy.
Although it was somewhat jealous of Xuan Fengqian, it did not want to see her being punished unjustly.
After careful consideration, he pretended to be angry and made a move to fight her in order to distract Leng Ye.
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