Not only that, her sharp nails pierced directly into the flesh of his neck.
His movements stopped almost immediately.
Murong Qingshuang frowned. His hands were still on her waist and abdomen. The temperature was lower than that of ordinary people, but it made her feel that her abdomen was getting hotter and hotter.
It was so abominable, the more she thought about it, the more she hated this man.
"Get your hands off me!"[
Yuwen Longxiang looked at her, "Are you threatening me?"
"Take your hand away!" The tone became a little more serious, maybe he didn't understand or something.
But he only smiled frivolously, "Take it away? No woman would ask me to take my hand away... Or do you think that my hand should be placed somewhere else, for example..."
The extremely ambiguous voice and breath slowly brushed against her face, while his hand was still slowly moving down.
"Stop..." Her voice was almost distorted, eager and embarrassed.
He stood up directly using his own strength.
The hand holding his neck didn't relax at all. It wasn't until he was pushed to the wall and both of them sat up that his hand relaxed.
The nails seemed to have been embedded in the flesh, and he seemed to feel nothing. He remained motionless, his eyes looking at himself lightly, with a somewhat playful expression.
Murong Qingshuang bit her lower lip to restrain her trembling body.
She held the clothes with one hand to prevent them from falling apart. She pinched harder with the other hand. If she wanted to kill him, this must be the best chance.
Why did he give himself such a dangerous opportunity, because he was betting that he wouldn't kill him?
Indeed, killing him will not do you any good.
She not only killed her husband, but also assassinated the prince and the younger brother of the current emperor.
In fact, if Yuwen Longxiang wanted to resist, he could easily restrain himself with his ability. If she had hesitated just now and really wanted to kill him, she would have done it long ago and would not have given him so many opportunities to prepare.
After giving him a cold look, Murong Qingshuang suddenly pulled her hand away and hugged her clothes, "It's boring, why don't you fight back?"
He pursed his lips and said with a smile, "You must have me accompany you to fight with you to find it interesting? I think that there are other interesting ways to fight in bed."
