C6

"Let me go!"

The man's condition was worse than before. His face was flushed red, but now, two flames were burning in his eyes. Just by looking at him, her body was already burning.

What a delicious sight!

The combination of all sorts of praises is not enough to describe a man's beauty. Every breath he took was a fatal attraction, and every wince of his eyebrows was laced with endless bewitchment.

He shouldn't have seen it!

He was too charming and handsome, especially the azure ocean. If one was not careful, one would sink into it.

Qiao Xin Tong closed her eyes, but it was too late. A strange feeling welled up inside her, and an inexplicable emptiness demanded that she find a way to comfort herself. She was so frightened that her legs gave way and she fell to the ground.

"You little thing with different opinions!"

The man smiled seductively and wrapped his arms around her slender waist, tossing her onto the large sofa.

When the man's strong body pounced at him, Qiao Xin Tong's consciousness became blurry, and all he could hear was the man's deep breathing and his own frantic heartbeat …

"Bastard, let go of me!"

Qiao Xin Tong pushed the man aside with all his might and collapsed into a corner of the sofa.

"Don't you think it's unnecessary to reject me now?"

The man sneered as he swept a mocking gaze at her curled up body.

In the short span of 12 hours, he was strong enough to defeat her twice!

Although this woman did not have a beautiful and seductive appearance, she had a good figure that naturally suited him.

Eating her was like eating a peach, sweet and delicious, fresh and juicy.

After the intense entanglement, her white and tender skin was imprinted with strawberries. Her delicate body was curled up into a ball, making people want to pounce on it and ravage it. Unsurprisingly, his body was ready to move again.

Damn it!

He had eaten enough today!

The man lowered his eyes, not looking at her alluring body, and gracefully arranged himself.

She was strong again!

Qiao Xin Tong felt that she was like a piece of rag that was being torn apart in an ice-cold corner. The man who tried to rape her twice was as carefree as he was after eating a meal. She clenched her fists tightly, wishing that she could bite him to death, yet her body was like mud. Let alone biting him to death, she couldn't even grab a piece of clothing to cover her naked body.

Very quickly, the man was dressed neatly. Except for his short, sweaty, purplish-red hair, it was clear that he had been passionate. Nothing could be seen from him. He lazily lifted up the skirt that he had ripped into pieces, throwing it in front of Qiao Xin Tong.

"Now, are you still going to sue me?"

Provoke!

Absolute provocation!

Qiao Xin Tong was enraged, she glared at him fiercely.

"If you still want to sue me, I can give you the video."

A mini camera suddenly appeared in the man's hand, the small screen constantly displaying the previous Great Spirit Demon War. Every scene on the screen stimulated Qiao Xin Tong's brain cells, driving her crazy.

"Abnormal!"

She could no longer find any other word to curse him. He liked to use force, and yet he still freakishly struck down. What on earth was he trying to do?!

"The video is pretty good. If it's on the internet, the click rate should be very high."

The mini-camera hung like a toy on his long, powerful forefinger.

Put the video online?

Devil!

"I really didn't steal anything from you! "FUCK!"

In his rage, Qiao Xin Tong cursed.

"Woman, do you know what will happen if you curse in front of me?"

The man's cold gaze was even more dangerous than that of the leopard, causing the entire room to turn into a cold winter. He leaned close to Qiao Xin Tong, a sharp dagger suddenly appearing in his hands. His cold blade gently slid along her ears, temples and all the way down to her delicate collarbone …

The edge of the dagger gleamed in the sunlight.

All of Qiao Xin Tong's hairs stood up.

She did not want to disfigure her face, much less die!

SHIT!

"I'm not scolding you anymore, is that not okay!"

Qiao Xin Tong glanced at the blade with fear.

The man didn't let her go. The dagger continued to slide back and forth between Qiao Xin Tong's temples.