"Heartless woman," Xuan Ying said, looking coldly at Jiang Xinli with his ice-blue, slitted pupils.
As usual, he bared his sharp fangs and bit down hard on her fair, tender shoulder.
"HISS!" Jiang Xinli's small face scrunched up in pain, physiological tears uncontrollably welling up in the corners of her eyes.
She knew that every time Xuan Ying bit her, he was actually secretly injecting her with a mild snake venom antibody. He seemed jealous and angry on the surface, but he actually meant well. However, his bite really hurt. If she didn't scold him a bit, she wouldn't feel right. But every time she scolded Xuan Ying for acting like a puppy, he would just lazily bark, "WOOF."
So this time, Jiang Xinli couldn't be bothered to reprimand him and directly threatened, "Little Ying, if you dare bite me again, I'll cancel all your future serving!"
