Yan Feichen stepped into the room, and the wooden door closed automatically.
The original fresh scent of grass and trees was completely masked, replaced by an extremely strong stench of blood.
Lin Zhenzhen opened her mouth, but before she could say anything, Yan Feichen seemed to see through her thoughts.
"What do you want to ask? Is it where the person outside went, or how I dealt with that defeated subordinate?"
Lin Zhenzhen twitched the corner of her mouth: "Yan Feichen, this matter has nothing to do with Yan Rui, let him go."
Yan Feichen's face darkened as he gripped Lin Zhenzhen's chin with his fingers, forcing him to look up and stare directly at him.
“Pleading for another man in front of me, Lin Zhen, you’re really something.”
Lin Zhenzhen's eyes reddened: "I'm sorry, the mistake I made has nothing to do with anyone else. If you're angry, just vent it on me alone, don't take it out on others..."
Yan Feichen intensified his movements: "Now that things have come to this, what makes you think I'll still listen to you?"
"I just..."
"Enough! I don't want to hear any more of your discouraging words." Yan Feichen reached out and pulled Lin Zhenzhen up.
He sat at the wooden table in the middle of the room. There was only one stool there. Yan Feichen pulled Lin Zhenzhen into his arms and made her sit directly on his lap.
Yan Feichen's chin rested on the crook of her neck, his hot breath spraying heavily below her earlobe, sending shivers down Lin Zhenzhen's spine.
"Everyone says today is a great day because I've become the new Demon Lord. But I want to hear what you have to say."
Yan Feichen buried his head so deeply that Lin Zhenzhen could almost feel his warm lips touching her skin.
Because they were so close, Lin Zhenzhen could even feel his deep, hoarse voice piercing through her flesh, like muffled drumbeats striking her eardrums.
"Do you think today is a good day for me?"
The string in her mind was being plucked repeatedly, making her throb. Lin Zhenzhen suppressed her discomfort and spoke her true feelings.
"I don't know. But you don't seem happy."
The arms wrapped around her waist tightened instantly, and Yan Feichen actually opened his mouth and bit her shoulder.
Lin Zhenzhen groaned and couldn't help but reach out to pull his head away: "Yan Feichen, it hurts."
"Why do you act like you're the only one in the world who understands me?"
Yan Feichen raised his head, his pupils still dark red, but there seemed to be something subtly different about them.
Lin Zhenzhen was stunned for a few seconds before she realized what was happening, because his eyes were also red.
Yan Feichen gently stroked her cheek: "Lin Zhen, I'm telling you, you're wrong."
"I'm very happy."
"I have already obtained what countless people dream of, what more could I possibly want?"
Lin Zhenzhen was silent for a moment, then hesitantly raised her eyes: "Since you're already satisfied, could you...?"
Perhaps anticipating that what Lin Zhenzhen was about to say was not what he wanted to hear, Yan Feichen simply covered her mouth with his hand and reached for the wine glass on the table with his other hand.
"Since it's a special day, how can we not have a drink?"
As he spoke, Yan Feichen pried open her lower lip, and a strong smell of alcohol wafted out.
liquor? !
Lin Zhenzhen shook her head frantically. In her desperate struggle, most of the wine spilled, sliding down her neck and soaking her white undershirt.
Lin Zhenzhen propped herself up on her arms, creating some distance between them: "Yan Feichen, I don't drink."
"You won't drink it? I remember there's so much peach blossom wine buried at the bottom of the back mountain of Tianfeng Peak." Yan Feichen smiled. "If you're not going to drink it, then who is it prepared for?"
Lin Zhenzhen knew that Yan Feichen was no longer willing to listen to any of her explanations, and that whatever she said would be wrong.
She repeated, "I really can't drink this, Yan Feichen, please don't do this."
At the same time, Lin Zhenzhen kept calling out to the system in her mind.
[Quick, quick, redeem my "Never Get Drunk" card!]
Lin Zhenzhen no longer cared about the contribution points. She knew her alcohol tolerance; she was someone who would be knocked out after just one beer, so there was no room for her to struggle.
[Alright!] The lackey system's tone was unusually cheerful. [However, since you previously disabled the store's shopping function, please confirm that you're enabling it now!]
[I confirm, I confirm!] But in those few seconds, the wine glass was pressed against Lin Zhenzhen's teeth again.
Seeing that she was still clenching her teeth and refusing to open her mouth, Yan Feichen snorted and drank the cup of wine in one gulp.
The next second, his lips pressed heavily against hers.
Lin Zhenzhen wanted to stop the soft object that swept past her, and her subconscious action was to open her mouth and bite it.
The spicy and pungent liquid instantly flowed through her mouth and throat, and the pungent smell that rose up hit Lin Zhenzhen's head.
"Hmm." She turned her head, her brows furrowed slightly, her eyes glistening with a captivating, watery light. "Yan Feichen, you bastard."
"Ha, fine, I'm an asshole."
Yan Feichen's hand was strong and domineering, pressing tightly against the back of Lin Zhenzhen's head.
"That bastard said nobody's leaving today, including you."
The dim candlelight flickered, illuminating the bright red bloodstain between Yan Feichen's brows, adding a touch of ethereal, swaying charm to his appearance.
Lin Zhenzhen was dazzled by the stunning beauty before her. When she came to her senses, she found herself already pinned to the bed by Yan Feichen.
Yan Feichen's lips were burning hot, igniting flames all over Lin Zhenzhen's body with their intense heat.
First the lips, then the earlobes, eyelids, and chin.
His kisses rained down on Lin Zhenzhen like a dense meteor shower, leaving her dizzy and defenseless.
Her hands, which were initially bent and protectively held in front of her chest, became clasped together with Yan Feichen's, and then their fingers intertwined tightly, sinking into the soft bedding.
Dangerous and ambiguous factors in the air are gradually accumulating, and they are almost at the critical point where they will explode upon ignition.
Yan Feichen straightened his body slightly, his spine curving like a cheetah poised to pounce, exuding a wild beauty full of predatory instincts.
This is his lair, and lying in his arms is the prey he has been coveting for a long time. The hunt is over, and it's time to enjoy the spoils.
Yan Feichen gently kissed Lin Zhenzhen's lips, and his large hand slowly reached towards the belt around her waist.
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