Shock.
In the face of her desperate situation, her stubborn nature, which refused to admit defeat, was finally forced to the surface. With things having come this far, she blatantly met his gaze without dodging or avoiding, and unnaturally drew out a mocking smile, "You wouldn't happen to like me, would you? Ah... what a pity, commander, sorry to disappoint you, but you should line up earlier in your next life because I already have a boyfriend."
Yes, she did have a boyfriend.
However, that was in the past.
A year ago, before that bastard Yi Shaotian had cheated, shifting his affection onto someone else, she too had foolishly given her entire heart to a man, only to have it ruthlessly crushed underfoot.
During that period, her life was filled with only two colors: black and white.
But if a dog that could only see in black and white could live, and live happily at that,
she certainly could as well.
At this thought, her throat tightened.
As time passed, that incident seemed to have planted an embroidery needle in her heart, causing sporadic, unbearable pricks and intense irritation.
Breakups and reconciliations are normal occurrences between lovers, and being abandoned is all too common; the story of boyfriends hooking up with best friends is so clichéd it's hardly worth retelling.
But that bastard Yi Shaotian!
For him, she enrolled in the police academy, for him, she retracted her claws, and she even lowered herself willingly for his sake.
Fortunately, she still lived a radiant life even after the calamity.
Fortunately, in this world, no one is indispensable to anyone else.
"Boyfriend?" A deep, cold snort forcefully pulled her back to reality, "You'd better forget him for me!"
Lian Qiao's heart was tight, her face almost bursting with blood.
"What gives you the right?"
"This gives me the right."
His eyes flashed with a cold gleam, and with a "whoosh," her military shirt was torn apart with one move.
Instantly, a chill swept over her...
In that moment, as if struck by electricity, Lian Qiao's whole body trembled, the tightly strung strings inside her heart snapping fiercely as she struggled with all her might.
Every man's inner depths harbor an obsession and madness about certain matters; once the beast of lust is awakened, no matter how wise and valiant the man, or how heroic and peerless, rationality will yield to desire once the brain is seized by hormones.
Even someone as cold and dominating as the Crown Prince would still be a nasty and repressed man once in bed.
In an instant, a violent storm erupted.
Lian Qiao felt so dizzy she was close to passing out.
Struggling, she exerted all her strength, as if her life depended on it!
The man's eyes were filled with cold ferocity, his breathing rough and ragged like a wild beast that had been dormant for a thousand years, biting her lips without any finesse.
Lian Qiao was stunned, heartbroken, and humiliated.
Even her first kiss was gone?
Bastard!
She seized the moment when he was off guard, turning her head to viciously bite down on the carotid artery in his neck, biting and chewing as if her life depended on it.
Xing Liehuo let out a muffled grunt, pressing down on her, breathing hurriedly, and swearing in Beijing dialect the moment he opened his mouth.
"Fuck!"
"Damn it, bastard..."
Who doesn't know how to curse like a Beijinger? Everyone knows that it's not really cursing, it's just part of Beijing culture.
Fingertips pinching her chin, he took advantage of her vulnerability once more, frantically entwining her lips and tongue.
Just like him, his kiss was domineering and forceful, yet even though his very bones seemed to radiate coldness, his lips and tongue were exceptionally hot.
Lian Qiao was sweating profusely. Now, apart from a few tattered pieces of cloth, she was nearly naked. She really wished she could bite him to death. Internally, she was rapidly calculating, reluctantly steeling herself as she pleaded, "Hey, I mean, untie me first... It's not convenient for you either, right? Untie me, and I'll, I'll serve you..."
"Hm?"
Half-squinting his cool eyes with confusion, Xing Liehuo met her watery gaze.
His heart skipped a beat.
In fact, this cold Yanwang was really fucking handsome. His cool, cruel allure and raw sexuality melded together, his short, rigid hair, his indifferent and deep eyes aggressive and wild—it made him very masculine looking.
Unfortunately, she was not in the mood for lust anymore.
Handsome men, too painful to bear!
"Hey, please, untie me, my hands really hurt..." Her voice was so soft and mushy it disgusted even herself.
Alright then, play it up!
But the man was actually very receptive to this act, his eyebrows moved slightly, and with a cold face, he untied the restraints from her wrists and ankles.
Sigh...
Finally free, Lian Qiao shook her limbs, her heart in disarray.
The man's gaze was cold, his brows deeply furrowed.
They locked eyes, and time seemed to stand still.
He was waiting for her service!
The chilling breath drilled right into her bones, giving her a sense of inescapable doom.
But she was not a woman who gave up easily. After weighing the pros and cons, she suddenly harbored a terribly evil thought.
She would make it so he couldn't, he could only—
With that thought, she acted on it.
Coquettishly wrapping herself around his neck, she laughed lightly and charmingly, seductively saying, "My leader, make yourself comfortable, I'll serve you..."
She was pretty, had a great figure, thick-skinned, and resilient like a cockroach—an incredibly enduring woman; with such words, no man could resist.
"Hurry up!" Xing Liehuo commanded tersely, his domineering tone came from an innate kingly nature.
No warmth, he wasn't one for small talk.
Kid, get over yourself!
Lian Qiao was feeling particularly wicked at the moment.
She needed to deal with him once and for all—to endure him, take a small loss for a great advantage.
"Alright, be good, close your eyes..." The voice was sickeningly sweet, cloying. She imitated the TV dramas perfectly, her pretend seductive eyes like silk, yet her beauty was unmatched, intoxicating to the bone.
But...
The man looked at her coldly, not closing his eyes as she had instructed.
Beauty trap not working?
With a twitch of her lips, Lian Qiao smiled and gently touched his pajamas, pulling them open bit by bit—
And then, she was dumbfounded.
Based on her extensive experience from adult films, the man before her was shockingly attractive... His firm body had a healthy wheat color, a two-inch-long pale scar on his chest, and the carved, rigid muscles flowed down below his abdomen, that...