Chapter 378: 378. Slap
Adjusting her position against the base of her legs, Mu Qingtong tilted her head, her light gold beautiful eyes glancing with interest at the Golden Skirt Goddess. Showing no shame, her mind thought calmly:
“It seems you’re not very angry.”
“Angry?”
The Golden Skirt Goddess’s tone gradually softened, and she smiled, “Why should I be angry with a dead person.”
“Is that so.” Mu Qingtong nodded slightly.
But Mr. Xia in her embrace was breathing more rapidly. The warm, hot breath grazed the surface of her skin. She frowned, her jade-white, slender arms tightly embracing Mr. Xia’s black-haired head, her ten fingers sinking into his hair, her beautiful eyes unfocused.
“Gently,” she commanded, patting the back of Mr. Xia’s neck.
In the darkness, the cyan aura generated by the pheromones continuously tempted Xia Feng, making him crave everything about Miss Mu, unable to hear any other sound.
Amidst countless thoughts, a trace of doubt flashed and vanished. Why was Sister Yi silent? Had the communication been cut off?
Gong Changyi stood silently beside the two, her beautiful eyes cold and indifferent, quietly staring at Xiao Feng’s face, which was almost sinking into the abyss.
Memories of the past flashed simultaneously in her mind. The beautiful memories of the past and the frenzied scenes of the present were completely submerged in the black abyss, as if an endless, dark, cold, and damp tide was flooding in, flowing down from the sofa, submerging her Golden Skirt’s feet, and suffocating her nerves.
In a daze, the [Gong] character Divine Seal had long since become blurry, and only a faint golden light could be faintly seen appearing and disappearing.
Perhaps this could be considered a kind of participation? This thought suddenly popped into Gong Changyi’s mind, and her murderous intent intensified!
However, her tone remained serene and gentle, unhurried, as she looked with interest at the silver-haired woman’s graceful figure, thinking: “Mu Qingtong, I’ve seen your news reports, you always appear dignified and elegant in front of people. Why are you so wild and unrestrained behind their backs? Don’t you have any shame?”
Hearing her words, Mu Qingtong’s thighs instinctively tightened. She frowned and looked up: “Gong Changyi, if you want to insult me with these words, I suggest you don’t bother. It will only make you seem more weak.”
“…!!”
Seeing that the silver-haired woman was so unrestrained, not knowing shame at all, and daring to mock her back, and mocking her to the point of speechlessness! Gong Changyi felt the strings of reason in her heart snapping one by one. She really wanted to kill.
Sighing, she slowly leaned down, approached Xiao Feng’s ear, and whispered in a serene voice: “My good little brother, is she making you this comfortable?”
“~~~!!!” The sudden, deep voice in the darkness made Xia Feng’s pupils tremble and contract sharply. He fiercely pulled away the red blindfold—
The next moment, he was again embraced by the silver-haired woman around the back of his neck, his thin lips forcefully sealed.
But those near crescent eyes did not seem to be looking at him; instead, they were looking at the back of his head, where there seemed to be a woman…
“You really know how to play, Xiao Feng.” A teasing light laugh sounded in his ear. The gentle tone was like cherry blossoms in spring, drenched and wet by the rain. That soft, playful tone turned into soft silk, coiling around his heart, and then—
Suddenly tightened!!
Xia Feng’s scalp tingled again. His spine felt electric, and he instinctively arched his back. In fear, he forcefully pushed away Miss Mu’s wet cheek and turned his head to look—just to meet the gaze of Sister Yi’s serene, lightly smiling beautiful eyes, her elegant and mature little face inches away.
Sister Yi smiled charmingly, extended a phantom soft finger, and gently hooked his jaw.
Although there was no touch, his face subconsciously lifted slightly.
“Really, I’ve never seen Xiao Feng like this, so aroused.”
“But that’s okay. This time, sister will definitely catch you. I won’t let you have a chance to escape again.”
The laughter suddenly turned cold, desolate and chilling, “Absolutely!”
Tightened again! The silk completely bound his heart! Xia Feng tilted his chin up. His prominent Adam’s apple bobbed with a gulp. The sound of his frantically beating heart thundered in his mind.
*The stimulating scenes made Mu Qingtong embrace you completely. Yin and Yang flowed, completing a perfect cultivation. Your Spirit Pressure +1 voc.*
*Playing with you fiercely in front of the evil god Gong Changyi, Mu Qingtong successfully took revenge on Gong Changyi. Her thoughts were clear, her mind further became agile. With enlightenment, she rapidly optimized her Spirit Particle Structure. Your Spirit Pressure gained an amplification of 80 voc.*
Xia Feng no longer had the time to pay attention to Miss Mu on him. His mind was buzzing. After the Golden Skirt woman finished speaking, she didn’t say anything more, and her Golden Skirt figure slowly dissipated. He widened his eyes and reached out, only to find his right hand out of control—it violently slapped back!
*Slap!!!*
Miss Mu on his leg tilted her head, her lazy silver hair drifting. A more vivid red five-fingered palm print appeared on her wet left cheek, her beautiful eyes briefly stunned.
“Tch~” The Golden Skirt Goddess gave a light laugh and completely dissipated.
Xia Feng stared blankly at his right hand, then looked up at the silver-haired woman who was slowly turning her head back. The beautiful face of the woman who had been slapped was indifferent. She casually wiped the bloodstains from the corner of her lips, her golden eyes gazing at him serenely.
Xia Feng came to his senses, shook his numb right hand, and said calmly: “It’s the Eternal Day Divine Seal; she controlled my right hand.”
“I know, Mr. Xia.”
“But honestly, it was a good slap.” Xia Feng reached out and patted Miss Mu’s flushed left cheek. The sensation was wet and hot to the touch. He smiled, “I actually wanted to slap you too.”
“Are you angry?” Miss Mu’s beautiful eyes were calm.
“Nonsense! No matter what, provoking Gong Changyi was not a wise choice.” Xia Feng tried to contact Gong Changyi several times, but the Eternal Day Divine Seal did not respond.
He tried to move the Eternal Day Divine Seal out of Miss Mu’s body and looked at it, but it still didn’t respond.
“You’ve had your revenge this time. If Gong Changyi comes again next time, you…”
Mu Qingtong felt the stinging pain on her cheek and said calmly: “If Gong Changyi dares to come again, I will still do this.”
!
“?” Xia Feng was speechless, but then he suddenly thought of something and mused, “Miss Mu, you’re acting so crazy right now, aren’t you jealous?”
“Mr. Xia, I’ve told you many times, we have a purely physical relationship, taking what we need. It’s normal for me to have a possessive desire for you.”
Mu Qingtong pinched his jaw with her slender finger and lightly kissed his thin lips, her voice a soft whisper with a hint of mockery, “Don’t contaminate our pure relationship with boring emotions like love, okay, Mr. Xia?”
“…”
“Or perhaps, Mr. Xia has already fallen hopelessly in love with me, which is why you’re so eager to hear the answer you want?”
The woman’s voice was soft and light. Her slippery red lips drifted to his ear, exhaling warm breaths. Xia Feng’s expression was blank. He pushed her left cheek slightly away with his palm.
His black eyes lifted slightly. He used his thumb to pull up the corners of her crimson lips. Xia Feng stared fiercely at the woman’s slightly parted, moist lips and sneered:
“Miss Mu, one day, I’ll shove the Eternal Day Divine Seal into your mouth!”
“!!!”
Feeling Mr. Xia’s blasphemous, malicious gaze, Mu Qingtong frowned and instinctively pursed her red lips. Cold fire ignited in her golden pupils.
“Oh, you dare glare at me?” Xia Feng sneered. “The Eternal Day Divine Seal’s buff to Strength and Agility hasn’t worn off yet. You might not be able to beat me right now!”
Mu Qingtong narrowed her beautiful eyes. Just as she was about to say something, Xia Feng, holding her, walked into the top-floor holographic private viewing room.
He projected holographic images of Miss Mu’s Spirit Song Competitions. The grand concert hall scene was dazzling with neon lights and bustling with cheers.
Xia Feng had long discovered that Miss Mu’s reactions were particularly intense when he violated her in such settings.
So, he decided to knock the deserving Miss Mu out completely here, and then find a way to take refuge in the Evil Dragon Space.
