"So it burns like this?~~" The man's sinister whisper echoed like a faint sound in a valley, traveling instantly like an ant's electric current along her ear, straight to her nerves.
Jiang Qiue's scalp went numb, and her heart thudded violently.
"You—" Her indifferent and beautiful eyes stiffened and shrank in shock, and she suddenly turned her head to see Xia Feng's teasing and mocking gaze, his hand moving freely over her body, as provocative as it had been in the Shuilian Cave.
Jiang Qiue felt as though she had stepped into an ice cellar, her heart chilling while streaks of electricity traced her neck and spine, causing her to clamp her legs tightly together beneath her skirt without a sliver of gap.
At this moment, her thoughts were stagnant, and before panic could set in, that terrifying presence stepped closer, his thin lips almost touching hers as he sneered, "Holy Daughter, what excites you so much?"
