The Demonic King Chases His Wife

At the corner of his bright red lips, a dark red droplet was rolling down. He immediately gave her the impression of being devilishly charming, alluring but also brutal, savage and bloodthirsty. He also gave off a sensation of a blood-sucking, noble vampire from the Middle Ages who was handsome, elegant and seductive.

Nangong Liuyun in this state was handsome beyond compare, luring people to simply commit a major crime of passion.

“Let go!” Meeting with a wolf-like, coarse and wild gaze that was fixed on her, Su Luo’s heart was inevitably a little frenetic. Her body’s natural instinct for danger made her want to turn around and flee. Trying to escape far away from his control.

However, before she could shake off Nangong Liuyun, the opposing party took unfair advantage of her proximity and advanced.

His arm was like an iron clamp, unyielding and powerful, firmly stopping her and holding on to her slender waist.

A magnified, large handsome face appeared in front of her.

His slightly narrowed phoenix eyes with hidden depths were like the undisturbed sea. Once again, wind appeared to give rise to large waves in them, emitting a disdain for the world that was overbearing and tyrannical.

“Nangong…” This kind of meaningful expression would simply startle people’s hearts. Su Luo had spoken just two words, before he bent down and seized the corner of her soft lips.

Now he was like a bold and powerful cheetah from an African prairie, erotic, coarse and wild. He fiercely nibbled and bit at his own most beloved prey.