Bo Siyan's handsome face clouded over with shadows, his brows hinted at barely concealed anger. Yet strangely, despite his rage, he found it impossible to lash out at the woman in front of him, her face streaked with tears like pear blossoms in the rain.
"Cut it out!"
He barked sharply, then suddenly grabbed her hands, turning around to drape her arms over his back, before swiftly lifting Ning Xia onto it.
Ning Xia's tears were momentarily without a place to go! Could it be... the little overlord was actually... carrying her?
She had thought that this little overlord had been practicing some long-lost martial arts since childhood which made him impervious to swords and spears, invulnerable to poison, and unbreakable. Who would have guessed he could also show tenderness towards women?
However, she wasn't going to forgive him for this small act of kindness. She had finally caught him in her trap, and she was ready to unleash her primitive power to educate him!
