"Hmm~~"
As the dragon's head pushed open the valley entrance, Ni Qingyao felt her whole body soften, and intense pain came from below. As she sensed the dragon's head continuing to penetrate, she suddenly snapped back to reality, her dazed eyes instantly clearer.
"Xiao Chen, stop!!"
At this moment, the True Qi in Yang Chen's Dantian was boiling like hot water, with reason completely consumed by desire. He paid no attention to Ni Qingyao's shouts, gripping the dragon head to delve deeper.
Get her!
Must get her!
In his mind, the devil's voice kept echoing, fully controlling Yang Chen's will.
"You brat, I told you to stop!!"
Unexpectedly, the usually gentle Ni Qingyao erupted with rage, using all her strength to push Yang Chen off the bed.
"Ouch!"
Carelessly, Yang Chen flipped from the bed and landed on the ground, sitting down with a perplexed expression as he looked at Ni Qingyao.
