His scalding breath fell on her face, making her heart tremble and tremble again.
Mo Qiansu's fingertips were tightly clutching the edge of the Liuli Platform, her gaze flickering intensely.
She couldn't figure out what he meant by asking that question.
Her lips moved, but her throat felt as if it was blocked, unable to make a sound.
Although Mo Qiansu didn't regret giving birth to the Little Demon King, in Gu Xuanye's eyes now, she was nothing more than a mistress. Even if he let her have the child, he only saw her as a machine for childbearing, and definitely wouldn't let her raise the child...
Four years ago, this heartless man had given her a bloody lesson, enough to ensure that she would never dare to harbor any illusions about him again...
Why should she now seek out further hurt and humiliation for herself!
Mo Qiansu took a deep breath and met his eyes, "I'm not willing!"
"Why are you not willing?!" Gu Xuanye roared in anger.
