Looking down at everything below, Li Huowang on the beam silently reached out and plucked out the two eyeballs that had ensnared Li Sui's feelers. "This 'Prince of Benevolence' really knows how to play it up," he muttered.
At this moment, the 'Prince of Benevolence,' with a face that lacked a healthy complexion, had already put on the makeup of a young male role in opera, passionately engaging in a dramatic scene with the leading lady, except they were lying in bed, moving and singing simultaneously.
Listening to their indecent words with fluctuating emphasis, Li Huowang's right hand turned somewhat pale from gripping too hard, wishing he could pluck off Li Sui's ears if only he could find them.
Li Huowang was constantly ready, prepared to strike at the moment when the opponent was most relaxed.
"Ah yo~~ Depend~~ on my dear heart~~~~ my own flesh ah~~~"