Qiao Chengxun frowned upon hearing her words, his gaze becoming deep and cold, his voice hoarse, "Are you stupid? Why didn't you tell me sooner?"
"I... I..."
Wen Meimei shrank timidly, not liking being shouted at by Qiao, the King of Hell, which caused a wrenching pain in her heart and left her floundering.
"Meimei, I'm sorry." Qiao Chengxun's eyes betrayed a hint of self-reproach as he gently helped the girl to her feet and then embraced her, the longing she had ignited in him now drowned by layers of guilt.
He hadn't meant to hurt her, damn it, he really hadn't meant to.
Her body was too tempting, always driving him to distraction and causing him to overlook her fragility.
How could he selfishly hurt her like this...
"It's fine, I'm so generous, I won't fuss over such a small thing, haha..."
"Bite me."
"Huh?" Wen Meimei was confused again.
The King of Hell couldn't be going mad again, could he???
"Bite me, bite anywhere, let me feel some pain too."