Night

“No… Xi Xue, no… Please, let… let me go…” Lan Ruobing whispered, her voice weak and devoid of strength.

The aphrodisiac Xi Xue had injected with her fangs began to take hold.

‘So hot… It’s truly scorching… Ugh… This torment…’

‘Someone… anyone, please save me…’

Her mind started to fog over, a desperate heat coiling in her lower abdomen.

Her entire body felt limp and boneless, utterly incapable of exerting even the slightest force.

All she could manage was a faint sound from her parched throat, a wisp of smoke as faint as a mosquito’s buzz.

Every time she tried to push Xi Xue away, her limbs felt weak and powerless.

But when a different, more primal urge took over, a strange strength surged through her, a desperate desire to pull Xi Xue closer, to meld with her.

She had been given chances to escape. Xi Xue had even released her hands.

Yet, Lan Ruobing found she couldn’t push her away; instead, she yearned to hold her tight.

In truth, she knew the reason, but she refused to admit it.

It was simply too preposterous.

She was certain she had gone mad.

How could such thoughts even cross her mind?

The person before her was a Bloodkin, a demon who drank blood without a blink!

She was about to become a dried corpse, about to leave the mortal world, yet she still harbored desires for the one who was about to kill her.

Her brain must truly be addled!

The battle between her rational mind and her drugged body was agonizing, but the aphrodisiac was relentless.

Finally, with a soft cry, her rationality shattered.

Her instincts took over.

Her mind crashed instantly!

With a surge of drug-fueled strength, she flipped their positions, her mind consumed by a singular, overwhelming need.

Ruobing had kissed her!

No, Ruobing had forcibly kissed her!

They gazed into each other’s eyes, captivating and soul-stirring.

One was a vibrant azure, the other a blood-red hue, both now clouded with the same insatiable desire.