"Don't worry, I won't kill Wang Tingting." Knowing what Liu Fei Fei was thinking, Wang Daniu tenderly stroked her head, then pushed Liu Fei Fei outside. The once affectionate Wang Daniu turned ravenous upon seeing Wang Tingting, like a starving wolf pouncing on its prey.
Wang Tingting immediately saw the desire in Wang Daniu's eyes, and was terrified. She tried to struggle and flee, but was tied up and couldn't move. She could only resort to hurling insults and swearing, hoping to force Wang Daniu to compromise.
To her surprise, Wang Daniu was even more excited by her resistance.
He smirked and slowly approached her side, "Today, even if you scream your lungs out, it won't help."
"Wang Daniu, you damn—"
"Smack—" Wang Daniu did not indulge Wang Tingting at all; without another word, he slapped her across the face, swelling her cheeks, and then proceeded to tear off her modesty cloth.
"To sleep with me is a blessing you've cultivated over several lifetimes."
