"How can there be sympathy for a person who has no heart?" He continued to caress her face, enjoying the smooth and tender touch under his fingers, "I feel pity for you as a man feels for a woman.
……desire."
"Really?" She was noncommittal and calmly closed her eyes again to rest.
Looking at her picturesque face, her unpainted eyebrows, her eyelashes as long and curly as cicada wings, the bridge of her nose is straight yet delicate.
The most attractive thing is the red lips, which are not dotted but are red, and the small rhombus is glowing with a delicate luster, which is tempting to pick.
He leaned down and got close to her beautiful face, his breath spraying between her nostrils, the temperature was cold.
She was indifferent to the cold breath and cold body temperature.
He raised his eyebrows slightly, seeing that she didn't seem worried that he would kiss her. She just closed her eyes peacefully.
A burning heat shot up from his lower abdomen. When he noticed the changes in his lower body, he laughed evilly, "I have a desire for your body."
Seeing that she didn't respond, he said to himself, "You are so trusting of me, are you not afraid that I will force you?"
She opened her eyes and said, "What do you think?" Rulan's breath blew lightly on his nose. He greedily absorbed her warmth, "I kissed you just as close as a thin fingernail...
…”
"Please."
"You seem to be sure that I don't dare to kiss you?" He glanced at his palm from the corner of his eye. A black circle in his palm was spreading to the entire hand, a sign of poisoning. "What a cruel heart. I just caressed you."
Your cheek is going to destroy one of my hands? If your guess is correct, if I kiss your lips while lying down, double poison will be combined and you will die unexpectedly? Your poisoning skills are as pure as fire, short-lived
In an instant, the poison has spread from my palm to my heart."
"You won't die. I said I would save you from death, and I will take care of it." She said coolly, "You will only be paralyzed." Her tone made it seem like paralysis was such a small thing.
He secretly condensed his internal energy and frowned, "It is worthy of being called the 'Forgotten River'. Even my profound internal energy cannot suppress the toxicity."
She glanced at him and said, "I didn't expect that the Banyue Sect has so many magical powers. Even the prince couldn't find out that I was Wangchuan, but the leader knew it so clearly."
"You are wrong." He looked conceited and evil, "I have never investigated Wangchuan's matter at all."
"Then how do you know?"
"Qiu Ziyuan, the richest man in the capital, is my Banyue disciple."
"I know this, but Qiu Ziyuan doesn't know that Wangchuan is Feng Jingyun."
"His eyes are blinded by my poison. No one in the world can remove my poison. Only you... are a special case." His lips fell on her cheek, tender and ambiguous.
She didn't react at all, "As far as I know, Qiu Ziyuan is your right-hand assistant and has made a lot of contributions to your Banyue Sect. Why did you poison him?"
"Are you also curious about something?" He said in a low voice, "If you are curious, I can tell you."
"I'm not curious about him." She looked at his face very close to him indifferently. The iron mask was so strange and lifeless, "I just wanted to test my own judgment."
"Oh?" he asked with interest, "Tell me the reason why I poisoned him."
"Because he saw something he shouldn't have seen." As soon as she finished her quiet words, his expression suddenly changed, as if he had remembered something bad, and his originally blood-red eyes were filled with a hint of gloomy danger.
