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The violent aura emanating from him at that moment was like a bloodthirsty demon emerging from the depths of hell, instilling fear in anyone who encountered it.
In an instant, Le Yao Yao felt every hair on her body stand on end. Her instincts as a woman told her that this was a very dangerous situation.
"Uh, um, the weather is really nice today. I just remembered I have something to do, so I, uh..."
Le Yao Yao laughed awkwardly, slowly backing away with each step.
Yet, as she retreated, the man before her advanced inch by inch.
Moreover, on his handsome face, his red lips curled into a slow smile.
That smile was so enchanting, yet it felt like a poisonous flower—beautiful but deadly.
As Leng Junyu smiled, a thin line of blood slowly trickled down the corner of his perfect mouth.
The blood was bright red and dazzling, contrasting sharply with his translucent white skin, making him all the more captivating.
Seeing this, Le Yao Yao's heart raced even more frantically.
How could such a handsome man look so terrifying when he smiled? She wanted to tell him to stop smiling because it was far more frightening than any glare!
Unfortunately, although she usually had a bold personality, facing this man made her feel as timid as a mouse.
Le Yao Yao swallowed hard. Although a smile lingered on her face, only she knew how terrified she truly felt inside.
Leng Junyu seemed to sense Le Yao Yao's fear, and the smile on his lips deepened. However, the words he spoke were as cold as ice, like a chilling winter wind that swept through in December, making one shiver involuntarily.
"You are the first person bold enough to bite me!"
His charming, deep voice carried a hint of laziness, yet it was infuriatingly pleasant to hear. However, the hostility radiating from him was impossible to ignore.
Seeing this, Le Yao Yao's heart raced with fear, and she regretted her actions deeply.
A kiss was just a kiss; it wouldn't cost her anything. But offending this Living King of Hell meant her head was surely at stake.
Le Yao Yao felt like crying without tears. After all, she had only died once, and she wasn't even accustomed to this place yet. To die again? The feeling of dying and coming back was something that ordinary people could never understand.
But she didn't want to die right now! Living was so much better! So, holding onto her last shred of hope, Le Yao Yao's originally playful little face suddenly transformed in an instant, rivaling the swift changes of expression seen in Sichuan opera.
"Woo woo, my lord! I-I didn't mean to bite you! It's just that... I swear, whether in the past or now, I have always been pure! You suddenly... woo woo, I'm so scared..."
As her voice trailed off in a pitiful plea for mercy, Le Yao Yao's unusually beautiful eyes quickly filled with a layer of mist.
The crystal-clear mist swirled in her gaze like sunlight dancing on a lake at dusk—sparkling and enchanting. Coupled with her pitiful expression, she resembled an innocent and timid little rabbit, evoking an immediate sense of pity in anyone who looked at her.
Leng Junyu was no exception. He didn't know why, but when he looked at the little eunuch in front of him, who was crying like a pear blossom in the rain, his heart suddenly ached, as if it had been struck by a whip.
Moreover, after hearing Le Yao Yao's words, Leng Junyu finally realized something. He stood there, stunned, as if struck by lightning.
Heavens!
What had just happened? He actually… kissed a eunuch!?
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