Chapter 1210 - Beat Me to Death If You Have the Guts To!
This was probably the greatest despair she had ever felt. It was as though someone had poured cold water over Feng Lingxue and drenched her from top to toe. She stared in shock straight at… Xuan Ying.
“Silver Mask King,” she called out, as she started to leave.
“Where are you going?” His magnetic voice sounded beside her ear. “Did I say you could leave?”
Feng Lingxue looked back. “Silver Mask King, do you need something from me?” She brushed him off coldly and continued forward, as though she didn’t even want to spend one second with him.
Xuan Ying’s black glassy eyes turned cold and dark. He suddenly reached out and grabbed her face, pulling her to face him. His lips curved into a smile as he said, “This is my territory. You’ve hurt someone in my territory, so shouldn’t I throw you in jail?”
Feng Lingxue’s long lashes quivered. She knew it would come to this. He hated her and wanted to humiliate her, to torment her. Alright then. Her heart no longer ached.
He could do his worst.
Xuan Ying reached out with his rough fingers to press on the phoenix flower on her face. As he rubbed it roughly, it erased the delicate flower on her face, revealing the ugly ‘slave’ character underneath.
Feng Lingxue’s eyes widened and quickly put her small hands on his hard chest, pushing him away.
He was already engaged. He had a fiancee, so why was he still wrapped around her doing these intimate things?
She didn’t want to.
She didn’t want to anymore. She wasn’t just some toy for him to vent his sexual needs on anymore!
Xuan Ying reached out and wrapped an arm around her slim waist. Her waist was soft and supple, which explained how she could contort herself into so many positions when she was pole dancing.
His Adam’s apple bobbed up and down twice. He pressed her onto the wall as his tongue reached into her sweet mouth and lashed around within.
“Mmmh!”
Feng Lingxue frowned as he stole her breath. All she could feel was his aggression. She struggled violently and twisted around, but this only tangled their bodies together even closer. His breath quickened as his tongue hooked around hers.
He was about to swallow her whole.
He was kissing her so fiercely. Who knew what he was venting about this time.
Feng Lingxue opened her mouth and bit his tongue savagely. In an instant, the taste of blood permeated both their mouths.
Xuan Ying felt the pain and released her quickly. Feng Lingxue raised her hands and gave him a slap.
Piak! Xuan Ying was hit across his whole face.
The atmosphere was chilling and oppressive. Ah Zhou had his head almost touching the floor. How dare Feng Lingxue strike his Master!
Did she know who she had just slapped?
Xuan Ying had been slapped across his whole left face. He slowly turned back and looked at Feng Lingxue.
His red eyes glared at her murderously.
Feng Lingxue’s back was plastered against the wall. She had hit him hard just now, and her palm was numb. Her chest rose and fell as she looked at him. She was full of wariness and resistance.
Xuan Ying raised his hands to strike her.
“Hit me!”
Feng Lingxue raised her head and delivered the marred cheek to his palm. “Beat me to death if you have the guts to!
Her eyes flashed as she glared at him stubbornly and fearlessly.
Xuan Ying’s hand froze in midair. He couldn’t strike her.
After a few seconds, he retracted his hands and grabbed her hands, pushing her into the room. Feng Lingxue stumbled a few steps before righting herself. She turned back to look at him. “What are you trying to do?
Xuan Ying walked in and leaned against the door, closing it behind him. One hand in his pocket and the other unbuttoning his shirt, he smiled coldly, revealing his white teeth. “I won’t hit you to death, but I will… screw you to death.”
“…”
Feng Lingxue took a few seconds to understand what he meant. Her vision darkened as he approached.