"No… no, stop…"
Qian Renxue almost instinctively cried out, her voice short and panicked, tinged with the shock of being ambushed.
However, Dai Chengfeng's strength far exceeded her expectations. Even though she was the esteemed young master of the Spirit Hall and a Soul Emperor with a soul power level of 61, at this moment, she was utterly powerless to resist, as if she had forgotten she even possessed soul power.
She was helplessly pulled into his arms.
In the instant her body left the ground, she could clearly hear her own frantic heartbeat. The heat from Dai Chengfeng's body burned through the layers of fabric, searing her back.
His strong arm locked tightly around her waist, pressing her firmly against his broad, solid chest.
There was no space between them. Dai Chengfeng's intoxicating, aggressive scent enveloped her completely…
She could even see the deep pools of his eyes up close. Gone was the teasing mockery from earlier; now, there was only a burning, determined focus—like a hunter who had finally cornered his long-coveted prey.
Fear?
Embarrassment?
Or perhaps an indescribably complex flutter even she couldn't fully comprehend?
No, this must not happen again!
Last night was already a mistake—a slip that could shake my resolve!
Thoughts raced through her mind. The pride and will of the young master of the Spirit Hall and the Crown Prince of the Tian Dou Empire rose within her at this moment.
"Dai Chengfeng, let me go!"
Qian Renxue snapped coldly, but her voice trembled slightly with suppressed anger and shame.
However, a glimmer of icy golden light flashed in her eyes.
At the same time, an overwhelming surge of energy erupted from within her. Golden soul power radiated uncontrollably, exuding nobility and majesty. It was the holy light of her Angel Martial Soul, imbued with an aura of sacred inviolability.
Qian Renxue was activating her soul power, intending to break free from Dai Chengfeng's grip…
But Dai Chengfeng's actions were faster, stronger, and perhaps even more mischievous than she had anticipated.
Slap—
Just as Qian Renxue's soul power surged, Dai Chengfeng's large hand suddenly landed a firm smack on her rear. "Behave yourself!"
The sharp sting of the blow pierced through layers of fabric, directly hitting the taut nerves and sense of shame of the startled maiden!
"Mmm… ah~…"
An unexpected, fragmented, and soft moan escaped involuntarily from between Qian Renxue's tightly pressed lips.
The surging golden soul power within her seemed to be abruptly cut off at its source, vanishing without a trace.
The dignity of the Spirit Hall's young master and the pride of the Tian Dou Crown Prince were shattered in an instant by this sudden, indescribable act!
Qian Renxue was stunned. Her body felt as if all strength had been drained, leaving her completely limp in Dai Chengfeng's unyielding embrace.
Her usually haughty, calm, and noble golden eyes were now clouded with disbelief, becoming dreamy and alluring. Her bewildered gaze reflected utter shock and the aftermath of being overwhelmed by an inexplicable sensation.
She stared blankly at Dai Chengfeng's handsome face, which bore a hint of malicious amusement, her mind a complete void.
No one had ever dared to treat her like this… so outrageously!
But today…
This scoundrel… how dare he… how dare he…
"Dai Chengfeng, how dare you hit me… you bastard!"
Qian Renxue was consumed by humiliation and fury, each word squeezed out through gritted teeth. Her face flushed a captivating shade of red, spreading to her delicate earlobes and elegant swan-like neck.
This accusation should have been filled with rage.
But to Dai Chengfeng's ears, coupled with her current appearance—eyes slightly red, sultry gaze, and a limp body—it sounded more like a helpless, coy complaint.
Dai Chengfeng didn't answer directly. He looked at Qian Renxue's strange reaction, his gaze sweeping up and down.
This reaction…
A little girl who had lost her father at a young age, outwardly dignified and strong, yet inwardly yearning for some kind of 'pillar' that had been neglected?
A flash of realization and curiosity sparked deep within Dai Chengfeng's eyes.
Thinking this, Dai Chengfeng raised an eyebrow, his gaze growing hotter and more intense. His tone was low and challenging. "Can't be touched?"
"I refuse to believe I can't handle you."
Before the words even faded—
Slap!
Another strike!
This time, it wasn't a test. The force was heavier, carrying an undeniable air of punishment.
"Ah…!"
Qian Renxue let out a short cry, her body instinctively jerking upward before being forcefully pressed back into his fiery embrace by his unyielding arms.
"You bastard, I'll fight you!"
Qian Renxue glared at Dai Chengfeng, consumed by shame and anger.
Slap, slap, slap…
"Not behaving yet?"
Dai Chengfeng struck again, several heavy blows.
"Ahh… no… mmph…"
Qian Renxue's protests grew weaker, eventually dissolving into broken whimpers.
Her tense body went completely limp, as if all her bones had been removed. She could only lie helplessly sprawled across Dai Chengfeng's lap.
She could feel every inch of her skin pressed against his body, trembling and burning faintly.
The remnants of her pride and defiance were gradually crushed and scattered under Dai Chengfeng's dominant "methods" and the strange sensations coursing through her body.
What Spirit Hall young master? What Tian Dou Crown Prince?
All of that had now dissolved into embarrassment and helplessness.
She stopped resisting, surrendering completely and helplessly to his overpowering embrace.
"Alright… sorry… please don't hit me anymore."
Dai Chengfeng watched with satisfaction as the once proud angel in his arms finally reined in all her defiance and resistance, becoming submissive—or rather, forced into submission.
"That's more like it. Let's see if you'll behave better in the future!"
Then, Dai Chengfeng lowered his head, gazing at her breathtakingly beautiful face, flushed with embarrassment and desire.
The timing was ripe.
Without hesitation, he leaned down and claimed those plump, tempting lips he had long coveted.
There was no fierce resistance as he had imagined.
At the moment their lips met, Qian Renxue's body trembled ever so slightly, then she resignedly closed her golden eyes, brimming with complex emotions.
This time, she did not resist.
"Mmm…"
A soft, muffled sound escaped from their pressed lips, carrying an indescribable meaning.
Qian Renxue was guided and plundered hesitantly, her senses completely overtaken.
For a moment, Qian Renxue's eyes were half-closed, her long lashes trembling like butterfly wings.
Through the tiny gap, she looked at the man so close to her, kissing her freely and teasing her.
Her consciousness began to blur amidst the kiss.
Everything made her feel an unprecedented dizziness and loss of control.
Her body went limp, her heartbeat was erratic, and even her prized rationality seemed to dissipate under this man's breath and dominance.
She passively endured, her last defenses slowly being eroded.
A deep sense of helplessness and resignation welled up within her.
It's over… I've completely fallen into his hands…
This thought, accompanied by a mix of shame and a hidden flutter, surfaced vividly in her chaotic mind.
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