"Chopped off?"
Looking at her pretentiously frosty expression, Xu Yuan gently raised an eyebrow.
Threatening him with such an unrealistic proposition was less effective than just threatening to beat him up.
"What's the matter?" Standing a zhang away from the bed with her back to him, the petite and exquisite figure shrouded in a voluminous palace dress spoke, "You think I wouldn't dare?"
"Whether you dare or not is one thing, whether you have the heart to do it is another."
As Xu Yuan unbuckled his belt, he chuckled and said, "If you chopped it off... would you truly have the heart?"
Tianyan's response was swift and came with a sneer:
"Why wouldn't I? A scoundrel like you only deserves to have that thing chopped off so you'd ..." Halfway through her sentence, Tianyan suddenly stopped, as if hit by a "Freeze" Zhen Yan, with a blush spreading gradually from her crystal-clear earlobes.
Seeing this, Xu Yuan slowly stood up.
