As if to prove his words were not false, the hand at her waist clenched tighter.
Xie Wanqing froze for a moment, unable to control the fury in her heart any longer, and bit down on his chest.
Being repeatedly threatened by him in this manner truly filled her with rage that shot to the top of her head, even giving her a bit of a mind to perish together with him.
She used all her strength, pouring all her anger and hatred for his repeated coercion into her bite.
As if to bite off a piece of flesh.
The moment the pain hit, Lu Ziyuan's body instinctively tensed. Once he came to his senses, he relaxed his muscles, took a light breath, and tightened the hold on her lower back.
Until Ben Yun stopped, Xie Wanqing's mouth was already full of the rusty taste of iron, yet she still refused to let go.
Lu Ziyuan gently stroked the back of her neck and then pinched her jaw. Seeing she had no intention of letting go, he simply let her bite him and carried her off the horse.
