To comply with him, to obey him, it seemed to have already become intuitive. An instinct, so natural that it seemed have been carved into one’s flesh and blood.
To resist His Highness Prince Jin required a great deal of courage.
Ling Feng bit his lip. Furious, he closed his mouth and stood aside.
Since ancient times, beautiful women have been the source of numerous calamities! The ancients were right in this regard, they didn’t deceive me! Lin Feng’s eyes were bloodshot, and both of his hands were clenched into fists. With his eyes as cold as ice, he heartlessly stared at Su Luo.
Nangong Liuyun stuffed the dagger into Su Luo’s hand, his laugh which was like a soft cloud and a gentle wind in the clear sky, it was also flirtatious and threatening. His finger pointed at his own chest, and he softly coaxed her: “Come, stab here, stabbing here will let you vent your anger. Be obedient.”
His facial expression was unperturbed and lacked any emotion. His hands unyieldingly detained Su Luo’s hand, not allowing any room for resistance.
Su Luo was both scared and angry, and involuntarily cried out. “Nangong Liuyun, enough! Seriously enough! Quickly stay your hands!”
Nangong Liuyun, with a deathly tight grip, held her hand. The corner of his mouth rose as he laughed in a flirtatious and enticing manner, tranquil and intoxicating like the cherry blossoms in March. He wouldn’t let her refuse, gripping the wrist of her hand that held the dagger, the blade tip was directed towards his own heart.
“You know, when I, Nangong Liuyun, do things, there has never been a person who would dare utter half a sentence of criticism, and I have also never cared about other people’s opinions. However, you, Su Luo, are an exception.” Nangong gripped her hand securely, his eyes gave off an ice-cold aura, “You can retaliate. Come. Come, vent your anger.”
Nangong Liuyun’s pitch-black eyes stared at her, looking deep into her eyes. He took her hands, with the dagger blade tip aimed towards his own heart, and positioned it at the most fatal point.
No matter how high your martial skill was, the heart was always the the most fatal location. With one knife stab at it, even the most powerful martial arts expert will die.
He tightly clutched her hand. His demeanor was calm, his expression blank, drawing nearer bit by bit. He was very overbearing, forcing her to kill him.
Su Luo repeatedly shook her head, and she did everything to pry away her hands from his hold. She was mouthing I’m sorry, I’m sorry that I treated you badly, I’m sorry… Su Luo’s heart repeated these ‘I’m sorry’s’ ten thousand times, but she was unable to speak a single word.
However, Nangong Liuyun turned a deaf ear, and just laughed indifferently. His smile was like the fireworks in March, gorgeous yet lonely.
เพื่อให้สอดคล้องกับเขา ฟังเขา มันดูเหมือนได้กลายเป็นง่าย มีสัญชาตญาณ เป็นธรรมชาติที่มีการแกะสลักของเนื้อและเลือดเพื่อต่อต้านพระเจ้าชาย Jin ต้องการความกล้าหาญLing Feng บิตริมฝีปากของเขา โกรธ เขาปิดปากของเขา และยืนอยู่ข้าง ๆตั้งแต่สมัยโบราณ ผู้หญิงที่สวยงามมีแหล่งที่มาของภัยพิบัติมากมาย แอนเชียนส์ถูกในเรื่องนี้ พวกเขาไม่ได้หลอกลวงฉัน ตาลิน Feng ได้ bloodshot และมือของเขาทั้งสองถูกกัดลงในหมัด ตาของเขาเย็นเป็นน้ำแข็ง เขา heartlessly จ้องไปที่ลู SuNangong Liuyun ยัดกริชมือ Su ลู เขาหัวเราะซึ่งเมฆอ่อนและลมอ่อนโยนในท้องฟ้า มันก็ยังเจ้าชู้ และคุกคาม นิ้วเขาชี้ที่หน้าอกของเขาเอง และเขาเบา ๆ coaxed เธอ: "มา ทิ่มแทงนี่ที่นี่ ให้คุณระบายความโกรธขึ้น จะเชื่อฟัง"เขาแสดงออกหน้ารับมอบหมาย และขาดอารมณ์ใด ๆ มือของเขา unyieldingly ยึดมือ Su ลู ไม่ทำให้ห้องมีความต้านทานSu ลูมีทั้งกลัว และ โกรธ สถานทูล "Nangong Liuyun พอ อย่างจริงจังพอ รวดเร็วพักมือของคุณ"Nangong Liuyun พร้อมกับมั่น จัดมือของเธอ มุมปากของเขาดอกกุหลาบเขาหัวเราะเจ้าชู้ และล่อลวง โดย เงียบ และทำให้มึนเมาเช่นซากุระบานในเดือนมีนาคม เขาจะไม่ปล่อยให้เธอปฏิเสธ จับข้อมือฝ่ามือถือกริช ปลายใบกำกับต่อหัวใจของตัวเอง“You know, when I, Nangong Liuyun, do things, there has never been a person who would dare utter half a sentence of criticism, and I have also never cared about other people’s opinions. However, you, Su Luo, are an exception.” Nangong gripped her hand securely, his eyes gave off an ice-cold aura, “You can retaliate. Come. Come, vent your anger.”Nangong Liuyun’s pitch-black eyes stared at her, looking deep into her eyes. He took her hands, with the dagger blade tip aimed towards his own heart, and positioned it at the most fatal point.No matter how high your martial skill was, the heart was always the the most fatal location. With one knife stab at it, even the most powerful martial arts expert will die.He tightly clutched her hand. His demeanor was calm, his expression blank, drawing nearer bit by bit. He was very overbearing, forcing her to kill him.Su Luo repeatedly shook her head, and she did everything to pry away her hands from his hold. She was mouthing I’m sorry, I’m sorry that I treated you badly, I’m sorry… Su Luo’s heart repeated these ‘I’m sorry’s’ ten thousand times, but she was unable to speak a single word.However, Nangong Liuyun turned a deaf ear, and just laughed indifferently. His smile was like the fireworks in March, gorgeous yet lonely.
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