C9

As the dark red shoes and boots approached her step by step, Su Yi began to panic. Her face was pale as she tried her best to hide from the endless scenery. He stopped in front of the bath barrel, stood tall and straight, and after a while, the corner of his mouth curled up into a mocking smile. His charming black eyes narrowed into long slits as he quietly looked at her. Su Yi was panicking, the Prince Mo in front of her was like a berserk leopard, she was like a desperate little beast, she did not know when the Hunters would launch their final attack, she had nowhere to run, and she had no choice but to resign herself to fate. After a long while, he couldn't wait any longer. He grabbed Su Yi's arm and pulled her out of the barrel. "Ah! Let go …" Before Su Yiren could finish screaming out of fear, his hand had already covered hers. Her slender white fingers pulled down the red brocade curtain on the screen and wrapped her up before throwing her into the bed between the blankets. The tattered bed shook a few times, making only two sounds as it collapsed. The silence of the night made one's imagination run wild … Under the bright candlelight, her small face was absolutely beautiful, her amber eyes were so beautiful that even the sun and moon were overshadowed. Her small nose was as smooth as jade, and her little red lips were tender and tender. She gently bit into something that looked like water, causing her sparkling and smooth, bright red brocade dress to wrap around her half-naked shoulder.

As expected of the Southern Empire which produced beauties!

In a moment, he could feel the anger radiating from within this perfect body, as well as intense fury.

His thin lips curled up into a smile, a satisfied smile, a flippant smile, and a mocking smile. He lifted her small butt with his finger, and his small and graceful chin, and his dark eyes were gloomy as he stared intently at her small face that was filled with anger …

He softly asked, "Are you not satisfied?"

He wasn't willing to give up? He actually asked her if she was satisfied? Her amber eyes were instantly filled with surging hatred. Her dense black eyelashes were spread down, and a thin red color slowly covered her eyes. The grip of a hand clenched in a wide red sleeve

"I can't accept it. Tonight, This King will destroy you —"

As he spoke coldly into her ear, the delicate figure in front of him trembled slightly. His large palm stroked her sparkling and translucent white face, and the smooth, delicate touch that was like ice muscles seemed to have sucked in his hand, causing him to be unable to withdraw any longer. His body leaned slightly towards her, his black hair drooped down, and his eyes became misty.

Such a beautiful, flawless woman, such a petite, weak body, she should have been protected, right? But when he saw her face, he couldn't help but think of Shangguan Wenrong, who he deeply hated and loathed. This seemingly weak and helpless body still had that dirty blood flowing within it.

Su Yi noticed the change in his expression. His black eyes were as cold as the winter moon in a serene lake. A deep, cold gaze locked onto her. There wasn't the slightest bit of lust in his expression. That kind of coldness caused her entire body to tremble …