Chapter 274 - 274 272 Hiding the Extremely Ferocious You

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274: Chapter 272: Hiding the Extremely Ferocious You 274: Chapter 272: Hiding the Extremely Ferocious You Fang Geyu felt a severe pressure in her chest as if an inextinguishable rage had risen and deprived her of all rationality. Women are naturally irrational! How can you so easily stir emotions and be so immodest towards me, Miss Fang! Fang Geyu would never admit that the person who had just acted shamelessly was her. It was all his fault. Suppressing the daunting shame in her heart, she displayed an icy disdainful expression. Suddenly, the hand that had been pushed away was brought back with a somewhat tense force, causing her slight displeasure. Because it made her uneasy. Because the eyes of the little corpse demon before her turned red and were glowing. Fang Geyu’s breathing suddenly became constricted. The cold wind swept through the house, causing the bright lamplight to tremble slightly. The light filled the room, and from a great distance, it seemed to set the young corpse demon’s bloody pupils ablaze like fire. Usually, those eyes were warm, clear, and clean from the inside out. Yet now, they burned with a color of desire, growing more intense and wild! Such predatory eyes, yet tinged with a misty emotion of affection, revealed an obvious thirst and hesitation amidst the madness. He couldn’t think. If the first loss of control was accidental through her actions, that was a moment of unguarded negligence. After the initial shock and embarrassment, he could still awkwardly reclaim his sanity, grinding his teeth and persevering. But that moment just now was like pushing a person walking a dangerous highwire into the Abyss. There was nothing left but to plunge downwards, no other support or method available. The deadly sensation was too intense, like the blades on a battlefield, easily penetrating and capturing him. His entire body’s blood raced hot as magma, then spread to his limbs and body, like a wildfire in his body, causing havoc. Fang Geyu was genuinely frightened by his gaze, yet also somewhat angry. This kid, could he be thinking of doing something even more excessive? But at that moment, he reached out to rub her hurting chin, and when she was forced to lift her head, she saw his crimson eyes, devoid of any basic sanity. He was craving her. Not the bloodlust of someone dying from blood loss, but… desiring her? Unexpectedly, Fang Geyu was shocked by her own thought, her cheeks burning hot. Even with her heart supposed to be filled with towering rage, such a thought surprisingly sprang forth. The little guy was just being controlled, just like her moments ago. Moreover, during her chaotic consciousness, she had asked if he was her personal servant, and he had said yes. So since he was Fang Geyu’s personal servant, wasn’t it reasonable to help him ease his difficulties when necessary? No sooner had this thought emerged than she vehemently rejected it! Fang Geyu, are you demeaning yourself? Raising a little corpse demon and degrading yourself to care for him, you are a mistress, you are the master, how can you demean yourself like this! She should just bite him to death! “Si Chen! Argh… you awful creature! I command you to let go of me!” she shouted angrily, her voice muffled and indistinct. “Are you ever going to stop! Si Chen, you’re finished! I won’t let this go! I’ll cut you! I must cut you!” As Fang Geyu was furiously struggling, she suddenly stopped moving, her entire body stiffened, as if a knife was held to her neck. Because the weight of Baili An’s body was pressing down on her. And to her despair, he didn’t even need to use much force to take her. Fang Geyu had never imagined that catching ghosts tonight would come at such a price. Had she known, she wouldn’t have traded it for ten Xianling Cities. She was scared, truly scared. Her body couldn’t stop shivering. Baili An wasn’t in a hurry to make the next move. In the night, his face slightly flushed, his bloody eyes shimmered with a soothing moisture. Fang Geyu didn’t know when, but she found herself holding his body, not the usual cold temperature; his body was burning hot. That was the temperature of passion. Passion? The moment the word crossed her mind, Fang Geyu was momentarily dazed. Through those bloody eyes, she saw her own beautifully flushed cheeks, her face redder than his, her eyes filled with anger and panic but also with emotions she couldn’t understand herself. Baili An suddenly leaned closer; she trembled with fear, only to find that he hadn’t really done anything but tense his lean, strong waist, maintaining only a slight distance that he had initially closed. He lowered his head, but it was to kiss her. Fang Geyu froze instantaneously, like a quail stiffened by the cold. Feeling the affectionate, gentle kisses, as if to ease her tension, she couldn’t comprehend why, despite such a delirious state, he still managed to maintain this last bit of tenderness. It seemed ingrained in his very bones. His bleeding lips were soothed by his touch; one hand firmly held her waist, the other cushioned behind her head, his voice deep and muffled, whispered her indistinct name: “Fang Geyu…” Fang Geyu even forgot to dodge the kiss. Her mind seemed to ignite. This awful creature! In her embarrassment and annoyance, she raised her little fist and punched him: “Don’t utter my name while doing this, I… I’m super fierce!” “Fang Geyu…” He kept caressing her lips, the joy in his voice impossible to hide. His usual calm and coolness were completely abandoned, expressing his concern for her so clearly. Ah… Why had her domestic little corpse demon suddenly become clingy? By the way, was this what Si Chen under deep subconscious control looked like? Baili An tore open his shirt, revealing a large expanse of his pale chest, a prominent sword scar on his heart stinging Fang Geyu’s eyes. Yet before she could say anything, the hand at the back of her head suddenly propped up, forcefully pressing her head into his chest. Fang Geyu’s nose hurt from the impact; she said annoyed, “What are you doing?” Baili An held her tightly and whispered, “Shh, be quiet. I’m putting Fang Geyu in my heart, hiding her away where no one can see.” Fang Geyu’s body suddenly shivered, her rampant arrogance somehow calmed down. Not long ago, the despair she had seen while drowning in darkness still vividly lingered in her memory… Back then, she was young, not knowing how to pretend, her body’s spines not yet fully grown to protect her inside a hard shell. She was born in the rich and frosty Silver City, where the wind was cold, the ground was hard, as were the hearts of some people in the city. The winds and sands buried the cold iron blades of the past, and the ancient palaces housed backs she could not touch. Occupying two pieces of the Spiritually Radiant broken iron, the blunt blades cutting through the pain in her palms was a nightmare she could never forget in this lifetime.

Chapter 274 - 274 272 Hiding the Extremely Ferocious You

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