Chapter 138: This Habit Is Very Bad
The demon’s gloomy eyes deeply surveyed her, the light in them inching colder, until the final trace of warmth vanished.
His face was terrifyingly grim, his tyrannical gaze like storm clouds pressing down, suffocating her.
She didn’t know what she had said wrong.
Why was he so angry?
She always considered everything for him, yet why did he look at her with such a vicious gaze, as if she was unforgivable?
But she felt she wasn’t wrong.
He remained silent.
His large hand tightly grasped hers, squeezing with such force, it was as if he wanted to crush her whole hand.
She frowned at the pain, her face paled a bit, but she bit her lip, holding back from making a sound.
Her dark, lustrous eyes stubbornly glared at him, unwilling to concede, even though cold sweat broke out on her forehead from pain, she refused to beg him.