At the moment their lips touched, Mu Yiliang felt as if she had been suddenly thrown into an ice cave!
Cold! Nothing but cold!
The man's lips were icy, carrying a chilling breath, slowly invading her mouth! He bit her lips mercilessly, plundering her breath. Watching her gasp for air, her face flushed, he finally chuckled softly and released her.
Satisfied, he lightly caressed her swollen lips, as if admiring his proud work. Meeting her angry eyes, he laughed softly, "Did I spoil you, hmm?"
"Si Jue..." Her voice was mournful and trembling, "Please... Aunt Lan will die."
He said nothing, just gazed at her indifferently.
Mu Yiliang summoned her courage and continued, "If she really has an accident, you will regret it..."
He let out a slight scoff, "Did you not hear just now? If she dies, I'll go underground to accompany her... What else are you dissatisfied with?"
Mu Yiliang's pupils instantly dilated!
