Shen Cheng didn't speak, just lowered her head and bit down on his lips again.
"Hiss..."
The intense pain from his neck made Shi Yu instinctively raise his sword eyebrows, and a shade of darkness swiftly clouded his stunning face. He flipped over, pinning her beneath him, and said dangerously, "Want to try that again?"
Licking the blood from the corner of her mouth, Shen Cheng looked seductively like an enticing Vampire, "If you're not afraid of dropping dead, go ahead!"
Looking at the little woman beneath him, full of provocation, Shi Yu's eyes lost some of their coldness, curiously lifting the corners of his mouth, "Even a thousand times wouldn't be too much."
Shen Cheng's gaze fell on his hand, her expression calm and unflustered, pausing for a second before she looked up at him, "Doesn't feel good?"
"Not really."
"Should I go get it fixed?"
"..."
"Find a plastic surgery hospital."
"You dare to try going to one and see."
