The Demonic King Chases His Wife

This was what you call her liking it? It was clearly forced on her okay?

Su Luo’s eyes were as cold as the water in autumn, and full of indignation. She grinded out everything word by word: “Nangong Liuyun, you better not be flaunting it just because you got away with taking cheap advantage of me.”

Having already gotten away with taking cheap advantage and being secretly happy was enough, but to actually come and flaunt it, this would just provoke more fury.

Nangong Liuyun’s strong and powerful arms took the opportunity to encircle her, drawing Su Luo in front of him into his embrace. He had a pleased-with-himself expression and his tone was smooth: “You still aren’t willing to admit it? Just a moment ago, who was it that clung to this king and wouldn’t let go? Such a bashful little thing.”

Su Luo’s face was scarlet from holding back. Her fist smashed towards Nangong Liuyun’s chest with a fiendish and monstrous expression: “If you are seeking death, just say so. Don’t be so subtle.”

Nangong Liuyun’s pitch black eyes flashed with a trace of being pleased with himself. He hugged Su Luo even tighter to him, pasting her entire body to his and not leaving a tiny seam in-between them. He calmly and composedly said, “My family’s Luo Luo is the one who would hate to let go. If this king dies, then you must accompany this king to die together.”

Su Luo coldly snorted: “Such beautiful wishful thinking, who would accompany you to die together? In any case, that person is not me.”

“Being hard-mouthed.” Nangong Liuyun leaned over and kissed the edge of her soft lips. Inch by inch, he lightly, gently and softly kissed her.

His actions were exquisite and tender, compared to before, which was the kind of plundering like the blast of torrential rain, they were completely different methods.

Su Luo instinctively wanted to dodge, but anything that Nangong Liuyun wanted to do, how could he leave it unfinished?

One could only see Nangong Liuyun placing both of her hands behind her back. His other hand cupped the curvature of her fair, soft and lovable chin. He greedily sampled the smell that belonged only to her.

There was nowhere for Su Luo to escape to.

In all fairness, her heart consider his smell to be amazing. That kind of smell which was like the warm spring grass when cherry blossoms bloomed in March could intoxicate a person. Dazzling, giddying and swoon-worthy, twisting and turning to nibble away deep into her bone with its ecstasy. It was as if just by touching, it would taint you and make you an addict, never willing to stop.

Slowly, he let her go, caressing her prominently outlined, ravished red lips. The corner of Nangong Liuyun’s mouth curved up in satisfaction. His phoenix eyes were content and lazy like a leopard’s: “This is the first time this king has the benefit of enjoying, afterwards, only this king will be able to enjoy it, memorized it yet?”

Seeing the satisfied Nangong Liuyun with his phoenix eyes slightly closed, a furious feeling of having choked back being wronged for a long time, all of a sudden streaked across Su Luo’s heart.

Then she sneered and said: “Nangong Liuyun, you are rather too naive, okay?” Su Luo pointed to her own ravished red lips which started to curve into an enigmatic grim smile: “This here, how could it have been enjoyed only by you alone?”

Once these words were out, the tranquil atmosphere was as if cold frost had descended. In a flash, the temperature dropped to as low as an icehouse’s.

The air in the atmosphere immediately condensed into ice and frost, it was bone-chillingly cold.

Nangong Liuyun’s deep and distant eyes momentarily squeezed out icy and strict rays of light. His incomparably handsome face became clouded and shrouded in a layer of icy frost. From head to toe, he was producing and scattering a terrifying aura.

His serene expression now embodied a scathing aura of death, savage and reeking of blood. He ruthlessly and very darkly glared at Su Luo. That pair of eyes that was brimming with cockiness just a moment ago now burst forth with a chilliness that would stop a person’s beating heart.

In this split second, a feeling of vexation flashed through Su Luo’s heart.

However, she really never expected that Nangong Liuyun’s reaction would be this large…It was merely a kiss, he would actually care about it this much? If he knew about her joining the romantic dating scene in the modern era and playing according to those rules, wouldn’t he have gone insane from fury?

Su Luo’s heart was a little uneasy, suddenly, she felt that she lacked some confidence.

However, what was she to be afraid of? Also, who was she to him? Why should she allow him to control her every move?

Thinking up to here, Su Luo became full of confidence. She bravely confronted Nangong Liuyun’s murderous-looking gaze.