It's still your fault_1

He really was going to throw her down and feed her to the crocodiles!

Ling Tian'ao frowned. This is what she called a kiss?

He yanked Xia Zhisu over, cradled her head, and planted a kiss on her lips.

Watching as Xia Zhisu's eyes widened, wanting to push him away but not daring to, was immensely satisfying to him.

Ling Tian'ao was truly thrilled!

This damn woman, she was that scared of being fed to the crocodiles, huh!

"This is a kiss, remember that?" Ling Tian'ao said, letting go of the panting Xia Zhisu.

Although Xia Zhisu was angry, she nodded obediently, "Remembered..."

He was thoroughly pleased!

Ling Tian'ao wrapped his arm around her waist and walked her to the staircase railing, casually throwing the military knife he was holding down.

No sooner had the knife reached the middle of its descent than a crocodile leapt up from the water and swallowed it with one gulp.