"Don't be so cheesy." Shi Li averted her face, unaccustomed to it, but he forcefully wrenched it back.
"Are you willing to inherit the throne of Yanhes Star?" This time, however, Shi Zhiyan's expression was serious.
But a deep sadness lay in his eyes.
'If Shi Li really went through with this, then he would forever lose the chance to make her his own.'
"The throne?" Shi Li's mouth fell open in shock, so much so that she ignored the physical discomfort when Shi Zhiyan suddenly stopped moving.
"Mhm, all the heirs are gone. Now we're setting our sights on you, the Princess," Shi Zhiyan said in a somewhat resigned tone.
He said "we," but in his heart, he was completely against it.
"Is that even appropriate? Nngh! You... ugh..." Shi Li hadn't even given a proper response; she was still in shock, needing to confirm if this was actually happening.
She never would have expected him to react as if she'd stepped on his tail, as he suddenly began to thrust with extreme force.
