Chapter 114 - Lets Focus On Business
Evil Prince, Come Play With Me
Blood poured out of Feng Qingtianâs chest and flowed down his stomach and into his pants.
Ruthlessness flashed in Feng Qingtianâs eyes.
Gu Bailu realized that this wasnât good.
âYou...â
Was he out of his mind? He was throwing away his life just to satisfy his desire?
âGu Bailu, remember: Whatever I want, Iâll have it in the end. I donât have much patience.â
Gu Bailu loosened her grip. The amount of blood in her hand was astounding.
However, Feng Qingtian didnât react. His eyes were still dangerous and bottomless, as if they could swallow her whole.
Gu Bailu was dumbfounded. What should she do?
Should she give the hairpin another push and kill him, or should she let him continue?
Feng Qingtian, however, didnât give her time to think. He kissed her lips rudely and aggressively.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
Gu Bailu wondered if he was going to die on top of her.
Although she didnât want it, her body was quite honest. She did have some feelings for Feng Qingtian.
She was in a dilemma right now.
If they continued, it would be miserable for her if Feng Qingtian died halfway.
Damn it. What was this about?
She seemed to have met a man who hadnât touched a woman in a thousand years!
Could somebody give her a hint what to do?
âWell, shouldnât you stop the bleeding first? Itâll be terrible if you die before you can enjoy yourself.â
Gu Bailu could only try to reason with him.
She couldnât be any more reluctant.
âThereâs no need. Letâs focus on business.â Feng Qingtian sounded hoarse and in a hurry.
There was no sign that he was heavily wounded.
However, the stink of blood between them suggested that his wound was still bleeding.
Gu Bailu was confident in her technique. That stab mustâve reached his heart.
He could really die. It wasnât a joke.
âIs your brain infested with your sperm right now? Iâm telling you to come back after you treat your wound.â Gu Bailu was angry.
Feng Qingtian bit her earlobe. âIsnât it in your best interest if I die?â
âHow can I get out of here if you die?â
She didnât know where she was. Her runes didnât work in this strange place.
She didnât intend to spend the rest of her life next to a body.
âTell me who you are.â Feng Qingtian exerted strength, as if he was trying to stuff himself into her body to see what she was exactly, and why he would abandon his oath, just to have her.
He could turn a blind eye to any woman, but he couldnât control himself before her.
Feng Qingtian seemed to be trying to punish her with this.
Who said that it was enjoyable and not the least bit painful?
âI have been and always will be Gu Bailu. Can you be gentler? It hurts.â
Feng Qingtian asked gravely, âDo we really not know each other?â
âNo, not in a past life, nor in this one.â