When Miss Mu ingested the "Gong" divine seal, its brilliance dimmed, plunging into the dark abyss.
Xia Feng's dark pupils immediately widened, his heart tightening in spasms. He could hear the rapid, muffled beats of his heart and the rush of red blood through his veins.
Mu Qingtong looked down, like a king observing his subjects, quietly watching Mr. Xia's utterly vacant eyes, her lips curling into a faint smile.
"Mr. Xia, did you know? Male animals are most mobilized yet least alert when they are in heat."
Mu Qingtong's ears unnaturally reddened; her cold, stunning face remained composed, her stiff voice even carrying a hint of disdain:
"Let's hope that Mr. Xia's willpower can still withstand it later and that you won't beg me for mercy."
"!!" Xia Feng clenched his molars, mocking as he looked up, "What's this, Miss Mu? Didn't you say yesterday you wouldn't engage in reproduction with someone you dislike? What is this now?"
