C27 Fist Counterattack

After maintaining the ambiguous posture in the shower, Shen Anran felt even more that Lancelot had a fatal attraction towards him. It didn't matter if it was his limbs that were stuck close together by the cloth, or the alpha aura that he could feel from his breathing … Lancelot was like a giant magnetic field to him, constantly releasing strong hormones to lure him closer.

Shen Anran's legs started to feel weak, and he couldn't even muster the strength to maintain his standing posture.

"It's time to go back."

"…"

"Odin."

A trace of an unusual light flashed past the depths of his black eyes. Lancelot had heard too many people call him by his name, but hearing it from Shen Anran's mouth sounded a little different. Lancelot lowered his eyebrows and looked at Shen Anran's lips, which were a little darker than an ordinary person's.

Once this thought appeared in his mind, Lancelot didn't hesitate to kiss it. He bit his lips and started to suck on it.

It was almost as if Shen Anran was struck by lightning, his entire person was struck dumb!

As if he had tasted the wonderful taste, Lancelot grabbed Shen Anran's wrist and wrapped it around his back, forcing him to stay close to the wall, then used his powerful arm to wrap around's waist, causing him to fall into a situation where he was unable to move, before forcefully deepening his kiss.

After tasting the smell of blood on his lips, Shen Anran's train of thoughts was pulled back into reality. He immediately struggled to escape from Lancelot's grasp, but the top tier Alpha power was not something he, Omega, could resist. The more Shen Anran struggled, the more heavily Lancelot landed on his waist, as if he was punishing him for not being tactful, and the more he fought, the harder it was to break Shen Anran's waist!

The more wild and challenging they were, the more they would be able to arouse their desire to conquer. Just like the current Shen Anran, the more he struggled, the more he would arouse Lancelot's desire to conquer him, which was a powerful force that came from his blood. It would teach a top ranked Alpha how to conquer a prey, and also let his prey know that a top ranked Alpha was not something that could be challenged.

At that moment, Shen Anran had become Lancelot's prey.

However, Lancelot had ignored the fact that prey was also divided into two categories: fierce, docile and so on.

Shen Anran just so happened to belong to the former.

Taking advantage of the moment when Lancelot was about to attack and take a step forward, Shen Anran raised his knee and aimed at his vitals. Lancelot reacted quickly and raised his hand to grab his leg, but right at that moment, Shen Anran threw a punch towards Lancelot's chest.

Shen Anran took the opportunity to push Lancelot aside and escape.

A ray of silver light brushed past Shen Anran's eyelids, and entered into the shower room in an instant. Shen Anran's footsteps paused for a moment, and after pausing for a few seconds, he touched his eyelids, only to see his fingers covered with blood. Clenching his fists tightly, Shen Anran turned to look at Lancelot.

In the next second, Shen Anran took out the dagger from the door and fiercely threw it at Lancelot. Lancelot turned his head to avoid it, and the dagger entered the water pipe on the wall behind him, and with a loud sound, the water pipe cracked instantly, releasing warm water that splattered everywhere, splashing Lancelot's suit.

Seeing that his clothes were drenched, Lancelot frowned slightly.

Shen Anran's lips curled up into a cold smile, and without saying a word, he threw a punch at Lancelot!