The Divine Doctor and Adorable Consort: The Demonic Emperor is Too Cunning

Fang Qingyou was furious; she had been far too unprepared.

She anticipated that she would resist Luo Qianmo to the death, and that Luo Qianmo would punish her, or even kill her, but she never expected that he would bite... her lips.

This approach is not punishment; it's more like an invasion.

Fang Qingyou felt humiliated, but she had no means to deal with Luo Qianmo, so she was like a fish on a chopping board, and no matter how she resisted, she could only let him do as he pleased.

Luo Qianmo's lips, on the other hand, were like conquering a city, constantly taking over new territories.

Luo Qianmo's tongue, powerful yet skillful, pried open Fang Qingyou's tightly closed lips, then entwined with her soft pink tongue, lingering there for a long time...

"Boom!" In that instant, Fang Qingyou's mind went completely blank.

Even though her lips were numb from biting, she could still feel Luo Qianmo's bite suddenly turn into a kiss, and a long kiss at that.

Fang Qingyou stared wide-eyed at Luo Qianmo, hoping to bring him back to his senses and make him realize what he was doing!

But Luo Qianmo had his eyes closed at the moment, his curly and thick eyelashes covering his fair cheeks like feathers.

No, his cheeks weren't as white as usual, like solidified cream or snow, but a pale pink, like a drop of vermilion spreading in water.

That kind of beauty has a fatal allure.

His expression didn't suggest he was carrying out a punishment; rather, it seemed as if he was enjoying something wonderful, making it hard to interrupt him.

For some reason, Fang Qingyou felt all the blood in her body rush to her face.

Luo Qianmo's kiss was domineering and passionate, seemingly setting her body ablaze.

For a moment, Fang Qingyou forgot to resist.

As Luo Qianmo's kisses became more and more unrestrained, his hands on her waist tightened, as if he wanted to meld her into his own body.

Fang Qingyou's waist was almost broken, her neck was almost stiff, and her rationality finally returned.

"Let go... um..." Fang Qingyou was suffocated by Luo Qianmo's kiss and could only make a sound with the strength of her throat. She finally managed to make a sound, only to find that Luo Qianmo's tongue had taken the opportunity to completely wrap around her tongue, allowing him to take advantage of it.

Fang Qingyou's face turned even redder, and she became even more annoyed. Since she couldn't help with her mouth, she could only use the rest of her body. However, the more she resisted, the tighter Luo Qianmo held her.

Soon, Fang Qingyou exhausted all her strength, and her condition not only did not improve at all, but worsened.

Because she realized that Luo Qianmo was no longer satisfied with a simple kiss; he seemed to want more. His hand had somehow moved to her shoulder, and his slender fingers were about to pry open her collar.

His breathing, which had been indifferent, became slightly rapid.

This time, Fang Qingyou was really anxious.

As a doctor, she knew very well what such a reaction from a man meant.

Although she comes from an open and modern society, she still cannot accept being taken advantage of by a man she does not love.

Calm down, calm down, calm down.

Fang Qingyou forced herself to calm down, and seeing Luo Qianmo's closed eyes, she finally came up with a plan to escape.

Fang Qingyou's lips, which had initially resisted, suddenly began to kiss Luo Qianmo's lips, seemingly no longer resisting.

For a moment, Luo Qianmo was slightly stunned, but he quickly responded to Fang Qingyou's initiative.

Attack, entangle, respond, entangle...

A scorching and domineering heat traveled from Luo Qianmo's lips to Fang Qingyou's lips; that heat not only burned her body, but also seemed to burn her soul.

In addition, the masculine and domineering aura emanating from Luo Qianmo was overwhelming, making her almost unable to resist.

Only a sliver of clarity in her mind kept reminding her to stay calm, stay calm, stay calm.

Finally, just when Fang Qingyou's rationality was almost completely destroyed, she finally found an opportunity.

At that moment, Fang Qingyou bit down hard with her pearly teeth, creating those cool yet fiery lips.

"Hmm." Luo Qianmo snorted unhappily, trying to pry open the pearly teeth, but the teeth bit down even harder, until a faint taste of blood came from between his teeth.

At that moment, Luo Qianmo suddenly opened his eyes, his beautiful eyes still holding lingering resentment and undisguised dissatisfaction.

A patch of blood stained his lips, the red stain adding a touch of crimson to his thin lips, making him appear both wicked and alluring, full of captivating charm.

Luo Qianmo was about to bend down again to launch another attack, but this time, Fang Qingyou nimbly dodged.

I didn't know he would do this, so I wasn't on guard.

Anger flashed in Luo Qianmo's eyes as he stared straight at Fang Qingyou. His voice was low, hoarse, and had a sexy magnetism to it.

"obedient."

This sound almost made Fang Qingyou lower all her guard, but at the crucial moment, she still managed to maintain her composure.

However, Fang Qingyou is still bound by Luo Qianmo's hands and has not yet regained her freedom.

"Eighth Prince, please have some self-respect!" Fang Qingyou glared angrily at Luo Qianmo.

Luo Qianmo's eyes darkened slightly. He reached out and pinched Fang Qingyou's chin, lifting it up: "So what if this prince doesn't respect himself?"

"Does the Eighth Prince intend to accept a woman who doesn't accept him?" Fang Qingyou had a faint smile on her lips, but no matter how you looked at it, the smile was unmistakably mocking.

Luo Qianmo's eyes instantly turned icy cold, like an enraged ice demon king.

He didn't know what his feelings for Fang Qingyou were, but he was certain that he wanted to have her. The woman he wanted to have actually said that she didn't accept him!

"Then this prince will see just how unwilling you are, Fang Qingyou." Luo Qianmo's eyes were filled with ice and snow. He suddenly picked her up and carried her to the luxurious and comfortable bed in the study.

At that moment, he felt a chill run down his neck.

The chill made Luo Qianmo feel a sense of danger.

When he lowered his eyes, he discovered that Fang Qingyou had somehow placed a silver needle against his neck.

The silver needle was only a hair's breadth away from him; if Fang Qingyou moved even slightly, the silver needle would pierce his neck.

Luo Qianmo didn't understand medicine, but he knew that the neck was a fatal acupoint; an injury there could be fatal.

And since the person who performed the acupuncture was Fang Qingyou, her death was almost inevitable.

"Eighth Prince, may I now express my unwillingness?" Fang Qingyou looked directly into Luo Qianmo's eyes, her voice light.

In truth, she was not at peace. She did not want to hurt Luo Qianmo, nor did she want her insistence to bring disaster to her family, but she was even more unwilling for Luo Qianmo to take her body away.