Nangong Mo looked at the little woman who was grinding her teeth as if she would pounce on him and bite him in the next moment. His lips curled up teasingly, and his voice was low and charming. "I'm in a good mood today. Why don't you sing a song for me and I'll let you off?"
Yun Ran couldn't believe her ears.
Sing a song? Is this revenge?
No, he was flirting with you.
Get lost!
"Your Highness, speaking of which, you saw your sweetheart who abandoned you today. You should be very depressed now, right? Why don't I show you how to twist off a dog's head with my bare hands?"
"That's not very nice, is it?"
"What's not good about it?"
"You're a girl."
Yun Ran was confused.
What did this have to do with whether she was a man or a woman? Who said that only men could twist a dog's head?
Just as she was feeling puzzled, he heard Nangong Mo sigh faintly. "I really can't do it."
Yun Ran was speechless.
So was this bastard indirectly calling her a dog?
Was he thinking of twisting her head off?
Bird, go! Bite him!
No, you'd better do it yourself. I think highly of you! I'll sleep for a while first. If you, unfortunately, die in battle, I'll collect your corpse.
Yun Ran rolled her eyes gloomily and stared at Nangong Mo's handsome face coldly. "Master, just say it. You don't intend to let go easily, right?"
"Yes?"
The man just raised his eyebrows lazily, half-smiling. It was hard to read him.
"Good! Then don't blame me for being rude!"
With that, she bent down and grabbed the hand holding her belt and bit it.
Nangong Mo's body stiffened, and a hint of shock flashed across his deep eyes. He looked down at the girl's fair and beautiful face, and his gaze landed on the girl's soft and rosy lips. All his senses surged towards the hand she was holding.
The girl's hand was soft and boneless. It was warm and soft, but her teeth were sharp. However, he did not feel any pain. Instead, wisps of numbness spread from the back of his hand to the bottom of his heart.
"Are you a dog?"
After a long time, the man spoke, his deep voice slightly hoarse.
Yun Ran opened her mouth and looked at the two rows of red teeth marks on the man's slender and good-looking hand. She raised her eyebrows smugly. "If you don't let go, the next bite I'll take will be…"
Yun Ran reached out a finger and tapped the man's beautifully sculpted neck. Her tone was cold. "Here."
Nangong Mo's eyes darkened slightly and narrowed. "You can try."
Yun Ran was speechless.
Did she see contempt in his expression?
How dare he question her courage?
"I'll try."
Yun Ran gritted her teeth and extended her demonic claws and head towards Nangong Mo's neck…
As the girl approached, a faint fragrance lingered between her breaths. Nangong Mo's breathing slowed down and his body tensed up uncontrollably.
His tightly pursed lips betrayed his slightly chaotic emotions. He was not as calm and composed as he looked on the surface.
Her face came closer to his. He could even feel the strange sensation of the girl's shallow breath brushing the skin of his neck…
At this moment, Feng Xuan barged in and reported, "Your Highness, I took back a thousand taels of gold…"
Seeing the scene in front of him, Feng Xuan's voice stopped abruptly. His expression looked as if he had been struck by lightning. Then, he turned to look around and muttered,
"Eh? Why isn't there anyone in this room? Where's His Highness? Your Highness, where are you?"