Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Nangong Mo looked at the little woman who was grinding her teeth as if she would pounce on him and bite him in the next moment. His lips curled up teasingly, and his voice was low and charming. âIâm in a good mood today. Why donât you sing a song for me and Iâll let you off?â
Yun Ran couldnât believe her ears.
Sing a song? Is this revenge?
No, he was flirting with you.
Get lost!
âYour Highness, speaking of which, you saw your sweetheart who abandoned you today. You should be very depressed now, right? Why donât I show you how to twist off a dogâs head with my bare hands?â
âThatâs not very nice, is it?â
âWhatâs not good about it?â
âYouâre a girl.â
Yun Ran was confused.
What did this have to do with whether she was a man or a woman? Who said that only men could twist a dogâs head?
Just as she was feeling puzzled, he heard Nangong Mo sigh faintly. âI really canât do it.â
Yun Ran was speechless.
So was this bastard indirectly calling her a dog?
Was he thinking of twisting her head off?
Bird, go! Bite him!
No, youâd better do it yourself. I think highly of you! Iâll sleep for a while first. If you, unfortunately, die in battle, Iâll collect your corpse.
Yun Ran rolled her eyes gloomily and stared at Nangong Moâs handsome face coldly. âMaster, just say it. You donât intend to let go easily, right?â
âYes?â
The man just raised his eyebrows lazily, half-smiling. It was hard to read him.
âGood! Then donât blame me for being rude!â
With that, she bent down and grabbed the hand holding her belt and bit it.
Nangong Moâs body stiffened, and a hint of shock flashed across his deep eyes. He looked down at the girlâs fair and beautiful face, and his gaze landed on the girlâs soft and rosy lips. All his senses surged towards the hand she was holding.
The girlâs hand was soft and boneless. It was warm and soft, but her teeth were sharp. However, he did not feel any pain. Instead, wisps of numbness spread from the back of his hand to the bottom of his heart.
âAre you a dog?â
After a long time, the man spoke, his deep voice slightly hoarse.
Yun Ran opened her mouth and looked at the two rows of red teeth marks on the manâs slender and good-looking hand. She raised her eyebrows smugly. âIf you donât let go, the next bite Iâll take will beâ¦â
Yun Ran reached out a finger and tapped the manâs beautifully sculpted neck. Her tone was cold. âHere.â
Nangong Moâs eyes darkened slightly and narrowed. âYou can try.â
Yun Ran was speechless.
Did she see contempt in his expression?
How dare he question her courage?
âIâll try.â
Yun Ran gritted her teeth and extended her demonic claws and head towards Nangong Moâs neckâ¦
As the girl approached, a faint fragrance lingered between her breaths. Nangong Moâs breathing slowed down and his body tensed up uncontrollably.
His tightly pursed lips betrayed his slightly chaotic emotions. He was not as calm and composed as he looked on the surface.
Her face came closer to his. He could even feel the strange sensation of the girlâs shallow breath brushing the skin of his neckâ¦
At this moment, Feng Xuan barged in and reported, âYour Highness, I took back a thousand taels of goldâ¦â
Seeing the scene in front of him, Feng Xuanâs voice stopped abruptly. His expression looked as if he had been struck by lightning. Then, he turned to look around and muttered,
âEh? Why isnât there anyone in this room? Whereâs His Highness? Your Highness, where are you?â