At that time, even if Elder Ancestor Moâs identity was exposed, he was still Central Palaceâs people, didnât have any relationship with Nangong Liuyun.
Night, pitch-black as ink.
A black figure left Southern Mountains, leaping down the mountain with flying speed.
Earlier, Beichen Ying had already passed down Dongfang Xuanâs resting place. Therefore, Elder Ancestor Mo didnât even delay for a second and directly traveled towards the place where Dongfang Xuan was.
Right now, Dongfang Xuan was sitting on a soft couch, resting with his eyes closed. Li Yaoyao sat at his side, a youthful color painted on her fingernails, peeling a round grape. With gentle movements, she placed it beside Dongfang Xuanâs mouth.
Dongfang Xuan contentedly swallowed it, the hand on his long arm rubbing Li Yaoyaoâs head.
Li Yaoyao meekly leaned against his chest, her seaweed-like thick black hair spreading out. Like a night fairy, enchanting and alluring.
Dongfang Xuan looked until his heart became hyperactive, heating up until his throat was dry.
His finger lightly rose and lifted up Li Yaoyaoâs chin. He leaned over and kissed her.
Li Yaoyao immediately was greatly alarmed!
She subconsciously wanted to push Dongfang Xuan away, but Dongfang Xuanâs strength was far stronger than hers.
First, not mentioning that Li Yaoyao lost her cultivation, even if she had her cultivation, Dongfang Xuanâs strength wasnât something she could move against.
Dongfang Xuanâs arm was like mysterious black iron. His right hand lifted up her chin, left hand embracing her snakelike waist and ruthlessly ravaging her soft lips.
Li Yaoyao was exceptionally disgusted with this in her heart, but no matter how she resisted, it was all useless.
Things that Dongfang Xuan wanted to do, no one could stop.
Dongfang Xuan thought Li Yaoyaoâs resistance was just her being shy and took the resistance as welcoming him. Because he was very confident in himself, he was confident that Li Yaoyao being so intimate with him was all real.
âYaoyao, give it to me.â Dongfang Xuanâs expression was indistinct as he mumbled in a low tone.
âNo, donât!â Li Yaoyao really wanted to run.
But the more she resisted by turning this way and that way, Dongfang Xuanâs passion would increase by quite a bit. Finally, a scarlet color flashed through Dongfang Xuanâs eyes, and he laughed sinisterly.
One only saw his hand use a bit more strength.
One only hear a crisp tearing sound.
Immediately after, was Li Yaoyaoâs shriek in fright.
Because Li Yaoyao discovered that her plain white dress was actually torn into pieces by Dongfang Xuan, the majority of which landed on the ground. There were still several strips hanging from her body, making her delicate, exquisite, pretty figure faintly discernible.
In this season, people didnât wear a lot of clothes besides a white long skirt on the outside. Li Yaoyao only had on a thin dudou and underpants.
Now, the plain white long skirt was torn into pieces, therefore, the scarlet dudou appeared in Dongfang Xuanâs eyesight.
Li Yaoyao subconsciously covered the two peaks on her chest, but how could her movement be faster than Dongfang Xuanâs gaze?
Dongfang Xuanâs lecherous eyes became deeper an deeper, and smiled weirdly towards Li Yaoyao.
âNo, donât!â Li Yaoyao was extremely frightened.
She knew what would happen if she didnât resist, so she subconsciously turned around and wanted to run.
But before she could run more than several steps, Dongfang Xuanâs finger moved slightly, and the strips of cloth on Li Yaoyaoâs body was grasped firmly by him.
One only saw him pull immediately after, and Li Yaoyao spun in circles and returned into his arms.
Li Yaoyao felt as if she had fallen into the icy cold icehouse, her heart had an indescribable fear and sorrow.
No, no, she must not lose her virginity. She simply didnât love Senior Brother ah, how could she give her body to him? She could play along, but really doing it was not going to happen!
Li Yaoyaoâs eyes were full of tears as she shook her head with all her might.