"Little rascal, if you won't let me kiss you here, I'll find another spot." Qiao Jiaying ripped open Nan Mufeng's shirt, revealing his muscular chest.
Her eyes filled with lust, she reached out to touch him: "So strong..."
Just as she leaned in, contemplating making her move, Nan Mufeng suddenly lifted his head and bit down hard on her neck!
"Ah—"
Qiao Jiaying screamed, clutching her neck as she staggered backward, blood oozing continuously through her fingers.
"Nan Mufeng, are you a dog or what?"
"Come any closer, and I'll bite you to death!" Nan Mufeng panted, glaring at her with fierce hostility.
Qiao Jiaying was scared; that bite had been vicious. Fortunately, it was off the mark. If he had bitten her windpipe, she probably would have lost her life.
"Nan Mufeng!"
"Shut up! Don't call my name!"
"Without me, you'll die." Qiao Jiaying sneered, "Do you know how potent the drug I injected is? No one can save you now, and if I don't sleep with you, you'll die in agony!"
