After seeing this tyrant, I suddenly understood why the Lian family was so easily implicated.
I'm afraid he is the kind of person who will kill everyone if he disagrees.
"First of all, I am not afraid of being implicated." He stretched out a finger towards Murong Qingshuang.
From the look on Murong Qingshuang's face, she didn't believe this at all.
"Second, I...don't care that much about your life or death." He extended his middle fingers together.[
Her expression remained unchanged, but she was somewhat convinced of this sentence.
"Third," he didn't stretch out a third finger, but went around the back of her head, held her head with his palm, looked at her and said word by word, "it's one thing to not care about your life or death.
Not being able to die now is another matter entirely."
He continued slowly and calmly, "Don't be so surprised, and don't be in a hurry to be moved. It's just that the novelty has not worn off for me. It's a pity that you should die like this. At least you should wait until I get tired of it, right..."
Murong Qingshuang's expression did not change much, but she saw that his teasing smile became deeper. His forehead was close to hers, "So before that, you live a good life for me!"
"Of course I want to live well. But I live only for myself, not to please you!" She replied softly, but at the same time, he couldn't bear to kiss her cheek and neck.
She closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and felt his hand getting tighter and tighter.
It would be nice if she was a vampire. If she was a vampire, now she would either claw out his heart or bite his neck and suck out his blood.
Murong Qingshuang was kissed so hard that she suppressed her breathing and had no way to retreat.
He touched her lips, his eyes still staring at her face.
Suddenly he stopped and laughed softly, "When you were still like this, you were a little more likable..."
Looking at the blush on her face in his arms, and her eyes gradually fading away from her rationality.
"Why are you still struggling..." His fingers gently caressed her face, and his voice seemed to come from a far away place, "Don't you want to? Or do you think that this king's princess is so easy to be?"
Murong Qingshuang gasped tremblingly, but she stared at him bitterly and said word by word, "I am not your plaything!"
