A Useless Person's Rise to Power: The Demon King's Addiction to Pampering

But that devilishly handsome man seemed oblivious to her cold expression, and continued to walk towards her with his wicked and roguish smile.

For Feng Jiutian, whose hands are stained with blood, pure white is not something he likes!

But it must be said that the white dress really complements her fair and delicate skin, and her exquisite face seems to look even more ethereal.

This man certainly has a unique eye for things!

Mo Shaoxie seemed very satisfied with his choice, stroking his chin and looking at it with an inscrutable expression, as if he were looking at his own possession with a determined look.

It's really inexplicably disliked!

Feng Jiutian's expression grew increasingly grim, even bordering on ugly.

Have you seen enough?

This man was born to test her temper. In her past life, no one could provoke her to such an angry degree and still survive!

But this man is not only alive and well, he is becoming more and more despicable.

That look in his eyes was blatant and domineering.

Upon hearing this, Mo Shaoxie's smile deepened as he said, "Of course I can't get enough of looking at my own woman. How could I possibly get enough of looking at her so easily? Don't you think so, little wildcat!"

A fierce glint flashed in Feng Jiutian's eyes, and he clenched his fists, but he still managed to suppress it.

She was no match for this man's strength!

Moreover, having just witnessed this man's bizarre abilities, she wouldn't act without any chance of victory; that would only bring her humiliation.

But listening to his outrageous remarks really annoyed her. However, no matter how angry she was inside, she didn't show any obvious emotions on the surface.

For a mercenary walking the line between life and death, revealing one's emotions is a fatal weakness.

"roll!"

Feng Jiutian gave him a cold look, said only one word, and prepared to walk past him.

If she continued to be alone with this man, she feared she might really lose control and take action.

Mo Shaoxie laughed, but as she passed by, he suddenly reached out and grabbed her hand, pulling her into his arms before she could pull it away.

His arms held her tightly against his chest like an iron cage, shameless and domineering.

"Get out? Little wildcat, this is the second time you've told me that today. You really want to watch me get out? If you want, I wouldn't mind taking you to bed with me for a little roll around..."

It was still that lazy, seductive voice, but there was a hint of coldness and ruthlessness in his words.

This man is definitely not a kind person.

From the first time she saw this man, Feng Jiutian knew that he was the same kind of person as her, a cold-blooded person who walked on the edge of life and death.

Feng Jiutian naturally couldn't believe that just because he kept saying she was his woman, he would actually show her any mercy.

And she didn't really take his words seriously.

"Let go!" She struggled, but found herself unable to move, and her spiritual power seemed to be suppressed.

"So, do you want me to get lost or not?"

This time, Mo Shao Xie didn't let go. Instead, he lowered his head and stared at her with unfathomable eyes, as if trying to force her to compromise.

Feng Jiutian's face was grim; she was by nature a stubborn person.

The more you push her, the stronger her reaction will be, especially when facing this devilish man.

But for some reason, when she met his mysterious black eyes, she suddenly felt her heartbeat become a little erratic.

Moreover, something seemed to be boiling inside my body...

Yes, it was boiling, like a strange energy within my body inexplicably becoming powerful and unstable.

what's the situation?

This unfamiliar change left Feng Jiutian somewhat bewildered, but outwardly she refused to show any unusual reaction.

Instead, he asked coldly, "What exactly do you want? Just say it."

Mo Shaoxie stared at her, seemingly trying to discern something from her exquisite face, but unfortunately, he couldn't detect any interesting emotions, which made him somewhat bored.

But he didn't let go of her waist; instead, he gently pulled her up slightly so she wouldn't have to look up at him.

"What if I said I wanted you? Would you agree?" A question posed with a half-smile.

Upon hearing this, Feng Jiutian's first thought was to kick that devilish man's face. Of course, now that he was imprisoned in his arms, it was just a thought.

"disagree."

She never thought about getting married, and even if she were to get married, she would never choose a man as unpredictable as him.

"What a heartless girl. I rushed here to save your life."

"You saved my life?" Feng Jiutian frowned and looked up at him.

How can it be!

She remembered that she had already made a contract with the giant golden python while she was unconscious, so how could there be any danger?

And what's more, there's that old man...

However, when Feng Jiutian thought of the old man, she realized that he hadn't made a sound yet. Could something have really happened after she fainted?

If it really was this devilish man who saved her, then combined with the debt she owed the Seventh Prince last time, it would mean she owed him two lives.

This is quite a heavy debt!

But can we really believe what this man says?

The old man hadn't made a move, and now he could say whatever he wanted, so who knew if he was telling the truth!

Feng Jiutian frowned slightly, looking deep in thought.

"What? You're not trying to renege on this, are you?" Mo Shaoxie suddenly leaned down and asked, getting closer to her.

As he got closer, the feeling of his blood boiling that he had just suppressed surged up again, and his heart rate increased rapidly.

Damn it, what's going on?

This rhythm... it's so similar to...

Impossible. How could she possibly have any feelings of butterflies in her stomach when she's with a man?

However, this time, Feng Jiutian felt her body's instinctive reaction more and more clearly, and even her cheeks flushed red as if she couldn't suppress it.

Little did they know, this was merely an unusual change in the bloodline of the Holy Blood Clan that naturally occurred to the demon race.

Unfortunately, the clueless woman was quite bewildered by her own situation. However, sometimes things just turn out that way, even if you make a mistake!

damn it.

Despite the curses in Feng Jiutian's heart, she couldn't stop her 'shy' appearance from falling into Mo Shaoxie's eyes.

In that instant, the man's lips curled upwards again, and his wicked aura surged towards her.

"Little wildcat, why is your face so red? Could it be that you've fallen for me?"

"Impossible!" Feng Jiutian blurted out without thinking.

"Really impossible? Then why is your face so red? Is it because it's hot?" Mo Shaoxie teased with a wicked smile.

That damn smug look made Feng Jiutian's pride explode instantly. "Can't I blush when I'm angry?"

After saying that, she tried to struggle out of his arms, but it was all in vain.