Chapter 291 - 291 289 Eight-Pack Abs Duck

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291: Chapter 289: Eight-Pack Abs Duck 291: Chapter 289: Eight-Pack Abs Duck Baili An thought to himself that sucking on a young girl’s finger might be a bit too frivolous. But then again, he considered that biting her neck would be even more frivolous and intimate. He cleared his throat and made himself look very serious and well-behaved as he said softly, “But my teeth are very sharp, and I could bite through your finger.” However, the trace of saliva left at the corner of his lips betrayed his inner hunger. So hungry. Rich lady, food. Seeing him like this, Fang Geyu suddenly found the drama on Baili Xianxian’s end far less interesting. How did she ever think when she first met this fellow that he was the stiff and boring type? “My missy here is armed with needles, I’m not afraid of a bite or two from you, cut the crap.” With things having reached this point, Baili An naturally wouldn’t continue with the pleasantries. He lowered his head to bite her delicate fingertip lightly, his tusk grinding slowly, releasing a sweet hint of blood energy that soothed his dry throat and kept the agitation of his blood energy at bay. After just a couple of bites, Baili An asked uncertainly, “Does it hurt?” Fang Geyu felt a sharp tickle and coolness on her tongue, “No, it doesn’t hurt, you can bite deeper, no worries.” Baili An didn’t bite deeper as she had said, but just kept grazing lightly with his sharp teeth, maintaining sanity and hunger only with that faint taste of blood. Suddenly, the fingertip in his mouth trembled, and he felt an uneasy, hesitant hook under his teeth. “What’s the matter?” he asked. After waiting for a moment, he heard Fang Geyu hum awkwardly, “I… I forgot to wash my hands.” Baili An thought she meant she got dirty from fighting, “No problem, they’re very clean.” “Not… not that,” Fang Geyu whispered faintly, as if shy, “I took the wrong hand.” “Ah?” Baili An was stunned, his face going through shades of red and white. In the end, he couldn’t bear to bite her again, held her index finger in his mouth, turned his head away, ears reddening, pretending he hadn’t understood. On the other side, the already enraged Baili Xianxian saw this scene, and her blood energy surged to her head in fury, “Fang Xiaoyu! What are you doing?! How can you put your finger into a man’s mouth?!” Fang Geyu waved her hand dismissively at the Young Master, “None of your business, you better settle your lifelong affair first, Miss Xianxian~” Baili Xianxian spat out a heavy spit, saliva mixed with blood, eyes furious, the Young Master livid but at a loss for words, so she turned and pushed the Crown Prince from the Central Netherworld against a tree, lifted her knee, and thrust it into his groin. No matter how Yoshi calculated, she could never expect that this girl from the Baili Family was so fierce and terrifying, her beautiful face suddenly flushed with blood. He, who was usually unflappable, now truly felt a flash of rage, “What’s a young lady doing?!” Angry as he was, he gazed upon the Baili Xianxian pressing down on him, her delicate eyebrows upturned, looking both angry and lethal, seductively charming, yet seeming more confrontational than any normal girl should be. Ying Xiu had never been treated so presumptuously before. As he watched her angry face, he felt a strange and inexplicable feeling in his heart. This girl seemed different from what he had imagined. Not so boring and annoying, interesting indeed. If this marriage contract… “Who’s playing the young lady here! Open your damn eyes and see clearly, I’m dressed as a man, I’m a real man, stop your nonsense. I could whip it out and scare you to death, it’s bigger than yours!” Ying Xiu: “???” His brain seemed to be wrung by a pair of hands and couldn’t turn around for a while? What? What? What? What? What? What? What? What? What? What? What? What? What? What?!!! The Wandao Immortal Alliance, naturally alluring, the unimaginably beautiful Baili Xianxian, his bride-to-be, was actually a man?! Unbelievable, Mortal World. It was like a dream. “This is impossible!” Ying Xiu felt humiliated being toyed with. Blushing with anger, he scolded, “If you are indeed male, how could Qiao Yu give me your birth contract? Besides, didn’t you accept my contract? Ridiculous! Absolutely ridiculous! If Miss Baili does not wish to marry into the Central Netherworld, just say so, I, Ying Xiu, am not a man to force anyone, I…” Baili Xianxian, with a face as black as coal, didn’t let him finish, and grabbed Ying Xiu’s hand and pressed it against her chest. Ying Xiu’s reams of words got stuck in his throat, and his expression was priceless. Baili Xianxian, biting her words coldly, said, “If your eyesight fails you, then try for yourself, does this young master’s chest differ from the Crown Prince’s? If you still do not believe, heh…” Baili Xianxian tightened her hold on his rigid hand, moving it towards her stomach, “I may look delicate, nature’s gift from my mother, can’t help it, but these eight-pack abs are all my own doing, day by day, feel them clearly, Crown Prince.” Ying Xiu withdrew his hand as if scorched, his eyes suddenly rimmed red, looking both angry and aggrieved, trembling all over, “Too much… This is too much! The Wandao Immortal Alliance is going too far!” Baili Xianxian stepped back and bowed solemnly to him, “I am very grateful for your lifesaving grace today, but firstly, I am neither some delicate young lady nor one of those annoying spirits in the stories; this way of repaying my debt with my body is best forgotten.” Saying this, the young lord of the Baili Family sneaked a peek in the direction of Fang Geyu, his lips curling ever so slightly, muttering softly, “I myself prefer delicate young girls…” Although the Crown Prince of the Central Netherworld had a face so grossed-out as if he had eaten ten pounds of fly shit, his mother had instilled profound lessons of etiquette in him over the years, so he, with great restraint, suppressed this absurd rage. He regained his composure, dusting off the wood chips and dust from his clothes, and returned a bow to Baili Xianxian, saying with a fake smile, “My apologies for the scene, I will investigate and provide clarity for both the Central Netherworld and the Immortal Alliance.” In any case, the marriage he had long wanted to call off was now cleanly off the table. Baili Xianxian had spoken out of desperation, but seeing Ying Xiu give ground and remembering he did indeed save her, her expression softened. He waved his hand, “There’s no need to trouble yourself, I am sure Master Ying Xiu knows that the Qiao Yu you mentioned is from the Royal Hall, well-known as my mother’s younger brother, whom I respectfully call ‘Uncle’.” Continuing, Baili Xianxian’s face showed a touch of helplessness, “My uncle passed away at a young age, settled in the Central Netherworld, saved by Ying Ji, and was fortunate enough to become one of the three Yin Kings. Having had few reunions with my mother, he is also that sort of careless and confused person. When I was four, he visited the Wandao Immortal Alliance to see me, and since I was a child, I… well, I’ve been somewhat misleading. Then, I was also sickly, not just to my uncle, sometimes even my mother and father would often subconsciously treat me as their daughter. Perhaps my uncle took it upon himself to take away my birth contract, unbeknownst to my family.”

Chapter 291 - 291 289 Eight-Pack Abs Duck

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