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The antique bed was adorned with scattered clothes, and within the red canopy, a veil hung down, partially revealing two figures entangled on the bed.
The woman pressing down on the man was recognized by Le Yao Yao; she was the Red-Dressed Woman who had just been sitting beside the Living Yama.
The Red-Dressed Woman was nearly undressed, with only a loose bellyband hanging from her body, exposing her snow-white skin, slender arms, and long legs...
At that moment, she resembled someone riding a horse, sitting atop a man who was none other than—
The Living Yama!?
With a thunderous shock, Le Yao Yao stood frozen in disbelief!
It took her a moment to realize that perhaps she had arrived at an inopportune time and might be interrupting someone's intimate moment.
Thinking this, her heart raced, and her mind went blank. Perhaps it was the first time encountering such a situation that left her flustered. She instinctively began to retreat, wanting nothing more than to leave this place...
However, just as she turned around, a woman's startled cry rang out behind her. Before Le Yao Yao could react, she felt a strong hand tighten around her waist.
Then, she was suddenly pulled over, and after a dizzying whirl, she found herself pressed onto the soft bed.
"Uh..."
Although the bed was cushioned with soft bedding, being yanked so forcefully still caused Le Yao Yao some discomfort.
Before she could even gasp in surprise, a voice filled with suppressed rage and fury came from above her—
"Get out of here!"
Out!?
Was he telling her to leave!?
How ridiculous! He was the one who had pulled her over here; she had been planning to leave just moments ago!
However, perhaps the Living King of Hell was drunk now. Well, she, Le Yao Yao, wouldn't stoop to argue with a drunken man.
Since he wanted her to go, she couldn't have asked for anything better!
With that thought in mind, Le Yao Yao slowly climbed off the bed.
After all, being tossed onto the bed like a sandbag had left her feeling a bit dizzy.
But just as Le Yao Yao had barely gotten off the bed, before her feet even touched the ground, someone yanked her back again. Then, she heard the raspy yet captivating voice of the living king once more.
"I meant for her to leave, not you!"
"Huh?"
At his words, Le Yao Yao's mind went blank for a moment; she couldn't quite process what he said. However, when her beautiful eyes swept over, she saw a face filled with sorrow.
Suddenly, the woman who had just been pinned beneath the Living Yama rolled off the bed at some point, now completely disregarding her exposed attire, wearing only a loose-fitting belly band.
Upon hearing the Living Yama's words, her beautiful eyes were filled with an indescribable sorrow as they fixed intently on him.
With a tone full of lament, she said, "My lord, please allow me to serve you! I will do my utmost..."
"Get out of my sight! How dare you drug me!"
The Living Yama's forehead was creased with veins standing out, and in his cold eyes, beyond the raging fury, there was an overwhelming desire burning within.
The heat radiating from him felt as if it could scorch one's skin.
Le Yao Yao felt a jolt of fear upon hearing the Living Yama's words and seeing the expression on his face.
What!?
The Living Yama had actually been drugged!?
Heavens! This woman was far too bold! Did she not know who the Living Yama was? To have dared to drug him! If he were to become enraged, the consequences would be dire.
Especially seeing him so furious now; it turned out that he had almost been forced against his will just moments ago...
Thinking of this, Le Yao Yao's gaze unconsciously followed the furious face of the Living Yama downwards.
She noticed that, at some point, the clothes on the Living Yama had been removed, revealing his lean and muscular chest.
With broad shoulders and a narrow waist, his skin displayed a healthy honey tone. The two rosy red grapes were rising and falling within Le Yao Yao's line of sight...
Following the contours of his slim chest and the absence of any excess fat on his abdomen, although he was still wearing a pair of underpants that indicated his chastity remained intact, those underpants were very thin. This led to a magnificent sight between his legs, standing tall and proud...
Coughing lightly, realizing she had looked where she shouldn't have, Le Yao Yao's pretty face flushed. She quickly turned her beautiful eyes away, only to meet a pair of resentful eyes staring back at her.
"Uh..."
The gaze from the woman still lying on the ground filled with grievance made Le Yao Yao's scalp tingle. She felt somewhat innocent in that moment.
The way that woman looked at her was as if a legal wife was being robbed of her husband by a mistress, and she was that mistress...
Coughing again, what a ridiculous comparison!
Come on, she was a eunuch! Was there even a possibility of a eunuch stealing her man!?
However, the woman's gaze was too piercing. Coupled with what she had just heard from the Living Yama about him being drugged, it dawned on her that he was currently in a vulnerable state...
This situation was truly dire; after all, if the Living Yama had been drugged, he would inevitably seek out a woman to vent his frustrations. She certainly did not want to be caught in a situation where he lost control...
After thinking this through, Le Yao Yao took advantage of the moment when the Living Yama was glaring at the woman to slowly, inch by inch, try to shift out of his embrace and see if she could escape.
However, just as she moved slightly, the Living Yama's large hand pressed her back down again.
The force was so strong that Le Yao Yao let out a startled gasp, and in an instant, she found herself completely collapsed against the sturdy expanse of the Living Yama's chest.
Such a broad chest, with its scorching warmth and a faint scent of ambergris mixed with alcohol, created an intoxicating aura that made her heart flutter and her pulse quicken unexpectedly.
Being suddenly pulled into the Living Yama's embrace left Le Yao Yao astonished and bewildered, feeling somewhat confused.
What exactly did the Living Yama want? After all, she was a eunuch...
"Get lost! If you don't leave, I won't mind adding another corpse to this place!"
The heavy threat in his words finally made the woman panic. She hurriedly stood up from the ground, picked up her scattered clothes, and dashed out through the wooden door in tears.
With her departure, there was a moment of silence in the room.
The atmosphere became somewhat suggestive.
Especially for Le Yao Yao, who was still lying in the Living Yama's arms; she began to feel increasingly uncomfortable. She wanted to leave but didn't dare to move recklessly.
Because at that moment, beneath her, there was a hot, massive presence pressing against her backside!
Damn it!
Le Yao Yao wanted to cry but had no tears. Could it be that today the living hell would take her down!?
The more she thought about it, the more anxious she became. Her mind raced with thoughts of how to escape.
And that damned Seventh Prince, where had he gone now?! Could it be that he was in another room with those two women doing who knows what!?
If that were the case, what was she supposed to do? Oh heavens, someone save her!
Le Yao Yao screamed internally, her heart pounding like a little deer trapped in a snare.
As time ticked by, no one in the room spoke. Suddenly, it became eerily silent, so quiet that she felt she could hear the other's heartbeat.
The man's chest was so hot, burning like a furnace, continuously radiating heat that made Le Yao Yao's back sweat from nervousness.
She knew she couldn't stay like this any longer; she had to get out of here!
With that thought in mind, Le Yao Yao cautiously tried to shift her body away from the living hell's embrace. However, as soon as she moved slightly, the arm wrapped around her waist tightened even more.
Accompanied by this was the living hell's hoarse voice, low and suppressed—
"Don't move..."
"Uh..."
Don't move?!
She wasn't crazy! She could clearly feel the large bird pressing against her bottom, and it was getting bigger by the moment!
She was scared!
If this continued, would she even survive?!
So, even though the living Yama told her not to move, Le Yao Yao was terrified and only wanted to escape. She didn't listen to the living Yama's words and kept struggling in his embrace.
"Your Highness, please, let me go..."
"I told you not to move!"
As Le Yao Yao continued to struggle with all her might, Leng Junyu, who had been suppressing himself, felt like he was about to lose control.
Just moments ago, seeing that little eunuch laughing and chatting with another woman made him feel extremely uncomfortable.
So, he drank cup after cup of wine. Unexpectedly, in a moment of distraction, someone had drugged him.
At that moment, he felt an intense heat coursing through his body, as if his blood was boiling.
His mind felt hazy, and he could only sense someone pressing down on him, continuously tearing at his clothes.
The person was also gently caressing his sensitive spots, and at that moment, all he could think about was releasing something pent up inside him.
However, when he desperately tried to regain the last shred of consciousness and saw the woman riding on top of him, he felt a wave of nausea.
Without hesitation, he pushed the repulsive woman away and caught sight of the Little One who was about to turn and flee.
Leng Junyu knew that he had been drugged. If he truly needed someone to help him with the aphrodisiac coursing through his veins, he would prefer it to be that Little One...
But he also understood that this thought was utterly insane!
Although he had always despised women since childhood, he knew he was a normal man. At least, before meeting this Little One, he had no thoughts about men or women.
Yet ever since the Little One appeared, he realized he had changed.
He found himself unable to control his desires many times.
Often, what occupied his mind and heart were the smiles and frowns of that Little One.
The way 'he' deliberately flattered and ingratiated himself, the genuine laughter, those clear eyes...
Every expression from 'him' lingered in his thoughts...
If it were possible, he would recklessly take what he desired, but he knew that the Little One was unwilling.
Indeed, even though he was a eunuch now, he had once been a man. How could he accept the idea of a relationship between men?
It was simply impossible!
Thus, he did not want to force him.
He understood that if he compelled him to do something against his will, he would hate him!
He did not want him to hate him!
So, he had been suppressing the raging fire within him.
He planned to use his self-control to keep his desires at bay. However, the Little One was far too restless.
Hadn't he told him to stop moving? Yet, he struggled even more fiercely.
He was like a restless little mouse, fragrant and small, with that flustered expression on his face—adorable yet pitiable. It made one feel both heartache and a desire to pounce on him and devour him whole...
At that moment, Leng Junyu could no longer endure the stirrings in his heart.
His cold eyes locked deeply onto Le Yao Yao's flustered and chaotic beautiful eyes. His thin lips parted slightly, and his voice emerged—hoarse and sensual like intoxicating wine—but the words that followed made Le Yao Yao cry.
"I want you..."
As soon as the words left his lips, Le Yao Yao felt the world spin around her, and before she knew it, she was once again pressed down onto the soft bed.
What was different this time was that a warm body soon covered hers.
"No..."
Le Yao Yao gasped, but her next words were completely swallowed by a pair of cool, thin lips.
The kiss from the living demon was wild and heated, like a fierce big cat peeling away the skin and bones of an innocent little mouse.
Her eyes widened. The kiss was like a storm, with the warm tongue relentlessly drawing from her lips, then forcefully prying open her tightly clenched teeth, plunging deep inside and chasing after her retreating lilac, entangling fiercely together...
Le Yao Yao was terrified by the living demon's madness.
She stared wide-eyed, shock filling her gaze, and as she finally reacted, she began to struggle desperately.
She knew that the living demon had been drugged, which was why he had lost his senses. But she absolutely could not let him continue like this.
Thus, Le Yao Yao struggled even harder this time.
However, no matter how much strength she exerted, the disparity between a man's and a woman's strength was always so unfair.
Her desperate struggle seemed to the living Yama like an invitation to desire.
Feeling the constant writhing beneath him only fueled the flames of lust within his body.
Leng Junyu felt as if he were immersed in a blazing furnace, so hot, so unbearably hot.
The person below him was like a spring that could quench his burning desire, making it hard for him to let go, and he wanted more and more...
"I am suffering so much; I want you so badly..."
"No, my lord, please don’t! I—I am a eunuch! I am a eunuch..."
Hearing the words of the living Yama, Le Yao Yao was so frightened that she began to cry.
Tears as big as beans flowed continuously from her beautiful eyes, wetting her cheeks.
Seeing Le Yao Yao's tearful and pitiful appearance made the living Yama's cold eyes momentarily regain their clarity.
His handsome face showed a slight pause.
His brows furrowed lightly, as if he were hesitating, struggling, suppressing something.
Watching as the living Yama finally stopped and merely gazed at her with cold eyes made Le Yao Yao's heart race wildly.
She didn't know if her words would bring the living Yama back to his senses.
But she was truly scared, truly unwilling. So, she cried even harder, like a child who had been bullied.
"Woo, my lord, please don't! I'm just a eunuch! How could I... woo..."
"My lord, if you are really struggling, I can find a girl for you, okay..."
"Woo, my lord..."
Le Yao Yao was crying, her face covered in tears and snot. The living Yama watched her with tear-filled eyes, his handsome brows furrowed tightly, cold eyes fixed on Le Yao Yao.
His cool, thin lips were pressed into a straight line, as if he were suppressing something, hesitating...
In the end, Le Yao Yao's voice became almost hoarse from crying. Seeing that the living Yama was merely indifferent to her tears brought her some comfort but also left her feeling somewhat at a loss.
She wondered whether this living Yama would let her go after all!
How much longer would he hold her down? He was so heavy...
Thinking of this, Le Yao Yao couldn't help but gently twist her body, trying to find a more comfortable position; otherwise, she felt like she would become stiff.
Unexpectedly, as soon as the living Yama sensed her slight movement, he suddenly pulled away from her and sat beside her.
Feeling the weight pressing down on her dissipate completely, Le Yao Yao let out a sigh of relief.
She sniffled, her nose red, and immediately scrambled up from the bed.
Her legs curled up, and she tightly hugged her knees, her beautiful eyes warily fixed on the living hell.
It was as if she feared that he might lose control again and pounce on her.
Le Yao Yao's face was filled with vigilance, resembling a small, timid rabbit guarding itself against a big bad wolf.
He must have frightened her terribly just now!
Seeing the wariness and fear in her eyes tugged at the heart of the living hell.
Because this was not what he wanted.
But now he was under the influence of an aphrodisiac. Was he supposed to seek out a stranger to relieve himself?!
He didn't want that, nor would he!
The thought of releasing his desires on an unfamiliar woman made him feel sick...
If he had to satisfy his physical needs, he would rather it be with this little one in front of him...
Thinking of this, the Living Yama turned his gaze towards Le Yao Yao, and it became heated once again.
Seeing this, Le Yao Yao's originally anxious heart rose to her throat.
"Your Highness, no..."
"If you don't want me to take action against you, then you must help me!"
The Living Yama's eyes were crimson, his voice hoarse and emotional. However, his words left Le Yao Yao stunned, her beautiful face filled with confusion.
"Uh? Help? How can I help?"
Upon hearing the Living Yama say he wouldn't harm her, Le Yao Yao let out a huge sigh of relief.
But now he wanted her to help him—how could she assist him? Did he want her to find a woman for him!?
That made sense; the Living Yama was currently under the influence of an aphrodisiac. If he didn't find a woman, he might just explode!
Thinking of this, Le Yao Yao's eyes suddenly lit up, and she quickly said, "Alright, I will immediately find some beautiful ladies for Your Highness. Is one enough? Or should I get you two? Oh no, no, three would be better! Haha, Your Highness has such vigor; you're not like ordinary men..."
Watching the Living Yama's expression darken more and more with each word she spoke, Le Yao Yao began to think she had misspoken. After all, men are very sensitive about such matters, aren't they!?
Le Yao Yao kept counting on her fingers, thinking that if worse came to worst, she could find him ten pretty girls later. That should be enough, right?
With that thought, Le Yao Yao immediately crawled to the edge of the bed, ready to put her feet on the ground. However, just as she was about to step down, she felt a tight grip around her waist, pulling her back onto the bed once more.
Startled, Le Yao Yao's scalp tingled, and tears streamed down her face again.
"Wah wah, Your Highness, you have to keep your word! You said you wouldn't hurt me! If it comes to it, I can find you ten beautiful girls later. Boo hoo..."
"You damned servant, I really want to crack open your head and see what’s inside!"
Watching Le Yao Yao cry out in fear made Leng Junyu feel both amused and helpless. It was as if he were some kind of pervert intent on violating her.
There were moments when he genuinely wanted to pounce on her and devour her whole, but reason told him not to.
If he gave in to his primal instincts, this person before him would come to hate him.
So he suppressed his urges.
However, not violating her didn’t mean she shouldn’t provide him with some other benefits.
After all, he had no interest in other women; they only disgusted him.
But for the person before him...
Thinking of this, Leng Junyu cast a glance at the bewildered Le Yao Yao.
Le Yao Yao felt a chill run down her spine, and she couldn't help but swallow hard.
For some reason, being looked at by the living hell with such eyes made her feel like prey being watched by a beast, sending shivers down her spine!
"Your Highness!?"
"Little Rabbit, come here!"
Leng Junyu extended his long finger and beckoned Le Yao Yao with a slight curl of his finger, his voice hoarse.
"Uh?"
Come over!? What for?!
She wasn't crazy! If she went over there, what would happen if the living hell pounced on her again!?
So, she absolutely could not go over!
With that thought in mind, Le Yao Yao immediately shook her head at the living hell, forcing herself to remain calm as she said, "No!"
Upon hearing Le Yao Yao's words and seeing her panicked expression, it seemed that the King of Hell had sensed her thoughts. He merely smiled, a charming smile that was as captivating as a Poppy blooming in the night, alluring and intoxicating.
He then spoke.
"Even if you don't come over, capturing you would be as easy as pie for me! However, I don't want to force you. But now that I've been affected by an aphrodisiac, if this isn't resolved soon, I can't guarantee what I might do when my rationality slips away!"
"Uh..."
Was that a blatant threat or what?
Listening to Leng Junyu's words, Le Yao Yao felt extremely frustrated. Nevertheless, in order to preserve her virtue, she suppressed her urge to lash out and stammered a question.
"What does the prince want me to do to help you?"
"Just use your hands to please it!"
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