Fate

The drug effect of the evil poison was pervasive and immediately attacked Ye Mo's nerves, stimulating his most primitive desire.

"Dammit!" Ye Mo took out a knife and stabbed his thigh for several times, but the pain could not suppress his inner desire at all.

Ye Mo's eyes reddened. He stared at Qi Ying lying on the ground and had an urge to jump on her.

"It's over, it's all over. Can this fool get any more stupid?" Ling Er moaned hopelessly. Ye Mo had been tainted the evil poison. There was nothing she could do.

When Ye Mo detoxified Qi Ying, he could have been deemed a hero, but now that Ye Mo was about to hump Qi Ying, he was nothing but a pervert.

Just as Ye Mo was about to jump on her, Qi Ying, who had been in coma, slowly woke up. When she saw Ye Mo jumping on her, she frowned and pushed her palms against his chest. She'd shoved Ye Mo hard enough that he hit the wall behind him.

"What happened?"