"Shura King?"
Hei Lian's voice held a note of disbelief, her eyes widening at the sight before her. The massive bat, as large as a small airplane, hovered ominously in the air.
Behind it, seventeen smaller—but still large enough—bats hovered, each carrying a soldier upon its back.
The sight immediately darkened her previously carefree expression.
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In the heart of Magic City, tucked within the Wang family mansion…
SMOOCH!
"Mm… is that enough yet?" Wenxi murmured, her cheeks turning an even deeper pink, glancing aside as his arms held her close. What was meant to be a quiet night was, yet again, a lesson in Wang Xiao's endless torture.
He smirked, tightening his hold. "Enough? Not even close," he whispered, "You wanted to sleep in 'my' room.. Didn't think there'd be a 'guest fee'?"
