"Does my blood taste good? If so, why didn't you kill me in the first place and why continue to let me live like this?" Cenora's question made Ichigo's face turn cold.
"Do you have to ask me a question like this again?" Ichigo asked back angrily, "Am I always a goddamn and cursed demon in your eyes? If yes, fine. I'll show you my stealth side now!" continued Ichigo and immediately pushed Cenora's body into supine on the patient bed that Cenora had been sitting on for a long time.
Ichigo's face looks angry with golden eyes like a tiger who wants to devour its prey. The aura around Cenora instantly felt cold and suffocating.
What will Ichigo do to Cenora?
Ichigo immediately kissed Cenora's lips wildly. He was already like a hungry tiger that kept biting its prey without wanting to let go. Of course not a bite to tear Cenora's flesh, but a bite of lust for love that was already on the verge of his patience.
