[Fantasy] Savage Prisoner (Complete) - 4-6

Chapter 23

They tried several different escape positions, aiming for a deeper and more comfortable experience. The result was successful; both were physically and mentally satisfied. The man felt incredibly good being squeezed, and the woman felt incredibly comfortable being penetrated.

However, once she regained consciousness, Dongfang Zuozuo was still in tears. Unlike Yaocao, she remembered everything that had just happened clearly—what she had done and what she had said.

She didn't understand why men always liked women to say such vulgar and wanton things in bed. It was as if not saying them was their fault, as if it didn't demonstrate how good they were in bed. But did they know how humiliating this was for a woman? Had she really become a slut? Yes, otherwise, how could she have said such things and done such shameless

things !

"Don't cry, my little darling..." With another tender and affectionate expression, Yun Wang gently wiped away her tears.

"Get away!" This man was more hateful and detestable than Lei Wang! She hated him, hated that he had used some kind of magic to make her

so proactive, so thirsty. The changes in her body were obvious after every time they made love; the next time they made love, she would be even more uncontrollable, even more wanton.

She hated it, she hated it so much! She wanted to go home, sob…

“Why are you crying? My heart is aching from your crying.” He pressed her small hand to his heart, looking at her tenderly, saying something cliché yet still touching.

“What’s so good about it! It’s not good at all! It’s all your fault! It’s all your fault, you nasty devil, that made me like this! I don’t want to see you, get out!” She kicked and punched him frantically, no longer caring about the tears streaming down her face or her predicament.

“Do I make you hate me?” His eyes were hurt, his face was pale, and the atmosphere of an impending storm was palpable.

“Yes! I hate you, not just hate you, I despise you!” Tearing at the thin clothes that had just covered him, her heart and eyes filled with hatred, Dongfang Zuozuo couldn’t even tell what she was saying anymore.

"You..." She was about to say something when she suddenly felt the barrier jolt violently. Her heart skipped a beat, and she glared at her with displeasure, muttering something under her breath. She drew a circle around her with her fingertip, and instantly, a faint blue light enveloped her.

"Stay here and don't wander off. I'll come back for you in a bit." With that, he vanished before her eyes.

The Cloud King was gone. She slumped to the ground, hugging herself tightly. Even though he had just washed her clean, she still felt the fullness of her vagina, the strange sensation of it automatically absorbing his semen. That liquid seemed to still linger deep within her, scalding hot, filling her private parts completely.

Biting her lip, she looked around. Almost half an hour had passed, and he still hadn't returned.

Did she have a chance to escape?

Slowly, she stood up and tried to take a few steps forward. She hadn't gone far when she encountered that familiar thin membrane. Sure enough, he had set up a barrier. What should she do? Does this mean she can never escape that man's clutches? No, she doesn't want to! Even if she has to dig three feet into the ground, she'll find a way out! Wait, dig three feet into the ground?!

She doesn't know what this barrier is made of. Since it's above ground, does it include the soil beneath? Or is it just the space above ground? Her heart pounded wildly, overwhelmed by the tension and joy of her impending escape. Dongfang Zuozuo took out the exquisite little knife she had just obtained from Yun Wang from her bosom. She had tricked him into coming out last night, waiting for this opportunity. She had said she wanted to cook some wild game herself, which was why he had brought her here. But before the hunt even began, she had been eaten by him.

Dig, dig, dig…

dig harder, dig harder…

It seemed like she was sweating buckets. Her delicate little hands became filthy, and even her face, covered in mud from wiping away sweat, looked like a little kitten. An hour passed, thankfully, he hadn't returned. Another hour passed, and he still hadn't returned, but her "tunnel" was complete, just big enough for one person to pass through. She quickly crawled out from under the thin membrane.

She had really succeeded!

The moment she breathed in the outside air, Dongfang Zuozuo could hardly believe it. She had guessed right! That man was probably caught off guard because he hadn't expected her to do this! Anyway, she was finally out!

So, the only thing to do now was to run! She

quickly threw the knife on the ground. He had conjured it up; maybe he could find her with it! She shouldn't take it.

Thinking it over, without even bothering to wipe the dirt off her body and face, she hurriedly took off running.

The Cloud King, currently battling the Thunder King, probably never imagined that the barrier he had shrunk—fearing the grassland barrier was too large and would cause her to run around and get injured—would actually facilitate her escape. If she knew this later, she would regret it immensely. With a larger barrier, she wouldn't be able to escape; with a smaller one, she only needed a small hole in the ground .

Chapter 24: The Violent Man .

Dongfang Zuozuo was thirsty and exhausted from running, but she didn't know where she was. The grassland had vanished the moment she left the barrier; she realized it was just an illusion. She was surrounded by barren mountains, walking in the middle of a canyon. Strangely, there was neither a river nor water in the canyon. Thinking of water, she felt she had made the right choice. The Cloud King liked cleanliness, and she was also a clean freak; he would never have imagined she would end up in this place!

"There really aren't any humans..." After walking for so long, she hadn't seen a single house, not even a ghost.

Beyond the canyon was a vast desert. The scorching sun was high in the sky, and the cracked ground showed there was absolutely no vegetation. Was this truly a dead end? Was she going to die here?

This world is really strange. Why is there a desert outside the canyon? It doesn't make sense, does it? Could it be—ah!—that this place is a barrier? Did she intrude into someone else's barrier?

She spun around in place a few times, clutching her ever-present phone, feeling dizzy from the sun and at a loss. She was so anxious she wanted to jump up and down. Stroking the three handsome, familiar faces on the screen, she couldn't suppress the intense longing in her heart. "Big brother, second brother, third brother, what should I do? Waaah… I'm so scared, what can I do to go home… Zuo Zuo misses you all…"

Tears streamed down her face, which was covered in mud, leaving a long trail. "Drip," a tear fell into the parched earth, the mud-mixed tears a deep yellow. "Drip," a second tear fell to the same spot, the tear washing away the trail. "Drip," the third tear was crystal clear, the bright droplet

reflecting the sunlight as it fell, sparkling and shining, the light pointing towards a point in the distant Gobi Desert. Through

her teary eyes, she looked up.

What did she see through the misty steam?!

Oh my god! That's an oasis! How did she end up in the desert? She quickly turned around, but the canyon and hilltop she had just seen were gone! What happened?!

The desert... the desert... the desert... the most important thing in the desert is an oasis! Without water

, it's death. The Cloud King shouldn't be coming to the oasis in the desert, so she hurriedly ran over, afraid it was just a mirage. With a "plop," she plunged into the water. Whew! Feeling the coolness and the heat subsiding, Dongfang Zuozuo breathed a sigh of relief. She looked around; there were no humans here. Thinking this, she confidently took off her clothes and carefully laid them on the shore. Like a mermaid, she swam around naked in the water, not wanting to get out. The desert sun was intense, and her skin was burning, but strangely, she hadn't gotten tanned at all. Even after sweating so much, her skin was still soft and supple. She didn't know why.

Wiping the water droplets from her hair, she thought dejectedly, deciding to give up. Thinking about it was useless; after coming to this godforsaken place, what was impossible? Everything here was too strange!

However, just as this mermaid stood there half-naked, lost in thought, a pair of fierce eyes, burning with fire, stared directly at her. Especially striking were her snow-white breasts, trembling slightly in the sunlight, full and beautiful, their nipples like two roses, glistening with desire. What kind of beauty lay beneath her slender waist? All was hidden beneath the pale green river water.

The mermaid, like a lotus emerging from the water, possessed a pure appearance yet a captivating figure, alluring eyes that seemed to hold a thousand charms and a hundred allurees.

The dazed expression on her face added to her charm, a bewildered allure called "innocence."

In this environment, if someone continues to watch without taking action, there's only one possibility—he's not a man at all!

Dongfang Zuozuo shook her head, pouting, and carefully washed her breasts, cleavage, nipples, and the surrounding white flesh with both hands. She had sweated a lot earlier and needed to wash it all off; she hated sticky skin.

Suddenly, a pair of large hands reached out from behind her, grabbing her small hands that were holding her breasts, and began to knead and rub them instead.

"Ah—!" Dongfang Zuozuo reacted first, screaming and struggling to twist her body, "Let me go! Who? Who is it? Let me go!"

The person pressed all her struggles back down, his rough palms poking and rubbing her two snow-white mounds even harder, as if they were two large dough balls, kneading them like dough, with no mercy, brutal and vicious, only caring about his own desires.

"Woman, let me help you wash!" A hoarse voice filled with intense lust filled the air. The man opened his mouth from behind and bit her small, fair earlobe, biting hard with a ferocious, carnivorous intensity.

"Ah! It hurts!" Unable to withstand his brutal force, Dongfang Zuozuo painfully tilted her head back, feeling her breasts swell from his violent kneading, her two erect nipples throbbing with pain. Her ear was being bitten again. Never before had she encountered such a fierce and cruel man; a surge of intense fear overwhelmed her, her heart pounding like a landmine.

"Your nipples are so hard, do you want it? Hmm?" The man pinched her left nipple with two fingers, stretching it. Dongfang Zuozuo cried and begged.

"Please let me go... Waaah... It hurts so much..." Her breasts burned, hotter than the sun overhead.

Tears dripped onto the man's hand. He turned her body around and kissed the small mouth he had wanted to taste since they had been spying on her. She was draped awkwardly over the man, and before she could even see his face clearly, her lips were fiercely sealed with his. His hot, thick tongue forcefully shoved into her mouth, tracing across her pearly white teeth and wet gums, cruelly plundering everything in her mouth. It tangled and struggled haphazardly, and saliva that she couldn't swallow dripped from the corners of her mouth, sliding down her fair neck. He bit down hard on her rosy lips, finally hooking her smooth tongue into his mouth and sucking it. Dongfang Zuozuo felt as if her

tongue was about to be swallowed whole, and her fear of him intensified. She fearfully pushed against his bronze, muscular chest.

"Mmm..." Her desperate resistance was futile. With the deepening kiss, the large hand around her waist tightened its grip, a terrifying force seemingly trying to meld her into its body.

She couldn't breathe, her consciousness began to fade, and her gaze focused on the dazzling light above her head, making her even more dizzy.

"Huff, huff, huff..." Feeling her body soften, the man pulled away from her lips. As soon as she got fresh air, Dongfang Zuozuo gasped for air, gulping it down.

Seeing her panting with her swollen, red mouth open, the man's deep laughter rang out.

Chapter 025 Real Rape~Spicy~ Shen

Zheng was furiously trying to see the man who had attacked her clearly when suddenly her body felt light. She was being supported by one hand, lying flat in the sunlight, parallel to the ground. Terrified, she dared not move, afraid she would fall. As if knowing her thoughts, the large hand supporting her waist suddenly tossed her upwards, flinging her closer to the sun, then rapidly falling back into his hand, spinning her 360 degrees in the air like a roulette wheel.

Throughout the entire process of being tossed around like a sandbag, Dongfang Zuozuo didn't scream, because she was too terrified to make a sound. She just stared blankly at a white cloud, her mouth agape in despair.

Noticing her unease, he had hoped to hear her scream in terror, but instead,

a powerful aura of violence emanated from him. He loosened his grip, catching her and letting her bare bottom sit on his strong arms, carrying her as easily as a child. The silky smooth touch of her naked body made him pinch her soft breasts a few times.

"Woman, so timid?" he sneered, pinching her delicate chin and forcing her gaze to him.

A rugged, handsome face, brimming with wild masculinity, drew near. Every line of his strong features seemed sculpted by the most powerful artist, his naturally bloodshot eyes held a terrifying, cruel glint, and his deep bronze skin spoke volumes about his unwavering temper. This man exuded a terrifying, sinister, and dangerous aura.

Dongfang Zuozuo snapped out of her daze under those sinister, blood-red eyes, and involuntarily began to tremble. Suddenly realizing that they were both naked and pressed together, alarm bells rang in her mind.

"This is none of your business! Put me down!"

She hadn't expected the man to be so agreeable, so she was thrown from his arms, which had been holding her high, and landed on the sand. Her still-wet skin was covered in fine sand, which clung to her body. She had just showered and was now dirty again. She was furious. "You've gone too far! Barbarian... ugh..."

The wild man's massive body suddenly pressed heavily on her. Although he didn't slam down directly, the heavy, oppressive feeling that made it hard for her

to breathe terrified her.

"Barbarian?" The man raised his voice dangerously, cruelty gathering in his bloodshot eyes.

"W-What are you doing?!" Her eyes widened in horror, like copper bells. Dongfang Zuozuo's one snow-white thigh was pulled up and placed on the man's sexy shoulder, while her other leg was locked around his lower back. Her smooth, beautiful vulva was exposed to the air, laid bare before the man's menacing, deep purple genitals.

"What do you think?" As he spoke, the man slowly lowered his body, his hot breath falling on her trembling lips.

The next moment, she felt a heart-wrenching pain spreading from her private parts, a pain that felt like it was tearing her apart, even more intense than the first time.

"Ah—"

This man was like a ball of fire, rushing into her body. The fierce flames burning inside her vagina, the searing pain, cruelly consumed every inch of the soft flesh within her delicate passage.

Dongfang Zuozuo didn't know what death felt like, but at this moment, if she could, she would rather die immediately!

Without any foreplay, the cruel man began to thrust forcefully into her dry passage. His fiery member seemed intent on burning her to ashes. Her already tight, tender orifice refused to yield, remaining taut. Thus, the sharp flesh was sliced open by his fleshy sword, thrusting straight to its deepest point, showing absolutely no mercy. Each withdrawal of the massive, fiery-hot sword drew out streaks of blood. The blood flowing from her vagina stained the bloodthirsty blade, providing lubrication and facilitating his thrusts.

She was in excruciating pain, cold sweat pouring from her forehead, her lips pale, unable to utter a sound.

"Heh, this expression is much more pleasing to the eye." The man's cold voice rang in her ear as he wildly thrust into her vagina. The fine sand beneath him was soaked with the flowing blood, merging into tiny blood-soaked sand pellets.

"You... are a... beast!" Her hoarse voice was broken and trembling violently.

"Woman, you haven't learned your lesson yet!" He spread her thighs wider, pulling out his fleshy blade, tearing out the tender flesh that had been pierced and stabbed. Dongfang Zuozuo saw the erect, blood-soaked penis and felt a burning pain in her vagina. Strangely, in the short time after

the man withdrew, the pain in her vagina quickly subsided, healing rapidly at a speed she could feel.

Before she could even process what was happening, the blood-stained longsword plunged into her swollen, red vagina with a "thud."

Chapter 026: It's Going to Break You~ Spicy~

This time, there was no intense pain like before. With the man's rough thrusts, waves of painful pleasure washed over her, each wave stronger than the last. His brutal force brought her both agony and a near-death pleasure. The man's movements gradually became more skilled, his thrusting technique improving considerably, though still incredibly rough.

Seeing her expression shift from pain to pleasurable enjoyment, the man sneered, "Sure enough, a slut, enjoying being raped like this. If that's the case, scream, why don't you scream!" His large hands slapped her sand-covered buttocks hard, matching the speed of his thrusts. Her snow-white buttocks couldn't withstand his brutal force, and several red marks quickly appeared.

Dongfang Zuozuo bit her lip tightly, clutching handfuls of sand in both hands to stifle any moans. This body, so sensitive from the training by those two men, was becoming increasingly unfamiliar to her, and she couldn't control it anymore.

"Plop plop,"

the thick, crimson fire sword relentlessly pounded into her already wet little hole, each insertion drawing out more fluids. The white, cloudy liquid flowing from their point of union dripped onto the sand, the white fluid surrounding the previous blood droplets, making them even larger.

"So slutty! Want your breasts to be grabbed, huh?" the man chuckled cruelly, his burning hand grasping one of the swaying breasts, holding it in his palm, insulting and defiled, poking and kneading it without mercy. The two soft mounds quickly swelled and ached from his squeezing, the nipples pinched between his forceful fingers until they were twice their normal size, standing erect.

"Ahhh..." Her breasts were being played with, her cunt was being thoroughly penetrated, and this brutal sex was actually giving her a kind of ecstatic pleasure. She sadly realized that she could no longer find her former self.

The man watched as sorrow and deep despair suddenly appeared on Dongfang Zuozuo's face. A complex expression flashed in his bloodshot eyes, then turned into more forceful thrusts and more ferocious withdrawals, creating wicked and lewd sounds of intercourse, "pop" and "plop" as he thrust in to the hilt and then pulled out completely.

Her hands unconsciously wrapped around the man's neck, her waist arching upwards to meet his deep penetration.

"Do you like being fucked by men? How many men have fucked this little cunt?" The man's mocking voice was filled with inexplicable brutality and bloodlust as he cruelly thrust his huge penis deep into her uterus with a "plop."

"Ah..." She screamed, her small mouth trembling, her vaginal canal beginning to contract violently from the stimulation.

“Say it! You really like being fucked! You're still not loose even when I thrust like this! Tell me you're a slut!” He suddenly pulled out his huge penis, and a stream of lustful fluid flowed from her twitching little hole. Dongfang Zuozuo, who was not satisfied at the crucial moment, cried and begged.

“Ugh… I like it, I like being fucked… um… fuck me faster…” Her muddy little hole actively tried to push into the man’s huge penis. She twisted her little buttocks and rubbed against the testicles under the penis. The man’s pubic hair rubbed against her tender hole, and the itchy stimulation made her little hole itch even more.

The man narrowed his bloodshot eyes and sneered, “A born slut!”

“Plop,” he finally inserted it, but this time, the force of his thrusting into her flesh hole seemed to tear her apart. The frequency of his thrusting into her vagina was extremely high, and his thick, engorged penis almost pierced through her little hole.

“I’ll fuck you to death! You slutty whore!” For some reason, the man’s wild and handsome face was filled with a ferocious jealousy and a brutal ferocity, all of which was vented in her tender, wet hole.

"Ah...it's going to break...ooh..." The man's penis, several times hotter than a normal person's, was making her vagina feel like it was on fire. The flesh burned as the penis scraped against it.

"Hmph, how could such a wanton hole be broken!" The

rough, frenzied thrusting continued. The man bit down on the tip of her right breast, his sharp teeth tearing through the tender flesh. The sweet, metallic taste filled his mouth, further stimulating his animalistic desires.

The tearing pain in her breast made Dongfang Zuozuo furrow her brow, but her attention was quickly drawn to the fullness in her vagina. She didn't know how much time had passed; she had orgasmed four times in a row, but the man's penis remained hard and showed no signs of softening. The sun was setting slightly in the west. She couldn't tell if the heat was from the man's penis or the sun; she was simply immersed in this endless carnal desire, unable to extricate herself.

Suddenly, the man roared and thrust rapidly hundreds of times into her swollen vagina, pulling out and pushing back in her chapped flesh. His semen, like boiling water, flowed deep into her uterus, filling the air with a strong masculine scent. She felt her vagina tighten around his massive penis again, sucking up every last drop of semen.

The man, clearly aware of his own clenched penis and drained semen, glanced at her with surprise, his expression unreadable, and remained silent.

Dongfang Zuozuo was too exhausted to speak, powerless, her body sticky and wet with the mixture of their bodily fluids, mingling with fine sand, making her look utterly disheveled.

Chapter 27 Her Phone!!!

The man picked her up with one arm and waded into the river.

"I can do it myself!" she said weakly, pushing him away as he reached out to help her wash.

The man looked at her silently for a moment, then smiled coldly, draped her over a tree in the river, and swam away.

Watching the man's figure swim away, she finally breathed a sigh of relief. She reached out to wash herself, but her legs gave way, and she slipped, almost losing her footing on a protruding tree root. Terrified, she quickly clung to the tree trunk.

A mocking chuckle sounded from behind her. Dongfang Zuozuo turned around, glaring at him with shame and anger.

"Beg me, and I'll wash you if you beg me." The handsome man crossed his arms, his gaze sweeping over her smooth, white, bare back with amusement.

"Get out!" If it weren't for him, this inexplicable beast! How had she become like this?

A chilling aura gathered on his face as he glanced at her indifferently, saying, "Woman, this is the only time I'll tolerate this.

If you talk to me like this

again, your fate won't be any better." Looking at his arrogant face, Dongfang Zuozuo bit her lip, remaining silent. She hated it so much! Why couldn't she ever resist? Why could she only obediently endure the humiliation these men inflicted upon her! She hated it, she hated this world, she hated all the men in this world! She hated herself for becoming increasingly wanton, being manipulated like this! Why had her body become like this? She was even begging them for pleasure while fully conscious, begging them to play with her! Just like this man said, she was being raped and yet she was enjoying it so much—was

she just naturally wanton? How despicable! How could she be so shameless?

Her face pressed against the tree trunk, tears mingling with the sand on her face as they fell into the water, "plop," "plop," mixing with the shallow river.

Suddenly, her waist tightened, and she was pulled into the man's strong chest. Her vision suddenly went dark as a large hand covered her eyes from behind. "I didn't make you cry. If you cry again, I'll take you right here!"

For some reason, he just couldn't stand her lifeless, listless appearance; it made him uncomfortable!

Dongfang Zuozuo sensed the malevolence emanating from him, a cruel and bloodthirsty aura. She shuddered, trembling violently in his arms.

The man turned her around, pushed her into the water, and washed her. As he cleaned her, his already bloodshot eyes darkened with desire. Suddenly, he parted her legs, his swollen penis plunging into her underwater with a "squeak," thrusting pleasurably into her tight

little hole .

Dongfang Zuozuo's legs trembled as her already healed vagina was opened again. The hot, throbbing penis rubbed against the walls of her vagina, a slight stinging sensation eliciting an indescribable pleasure, drawing out milky fluid. The overflowing fluid made her vagina much more lubricated, allowing the man to thrust faster and deeper. Her labia flipped in and out with his thrusts, the brute force and fierce attack bringing her extreme pleasure

and pain.

As the sun began to set, the man finally ejaculated, his lava-like semen being absorbed cleanly by her vagina as usual.

She gasped for breath on his shoulder; if he hadn't been supporting her, she would have slipped into the water long ago. Suddenly, with a

"splash,"

he lifted her from the water, blowing on her to dry her instantly. Her naked body was now dressed in a strange, retro-style white dress.

"From now on, you are my woman!" the man declared wildly. Seeing her lack of reaction, his brow furrowed with malice, and he roughly turned her face towards him. "Remember, you are my woman, the Fire King's woman!"

The Fire King? Another king? Have all these men gone mad? Claiming to be kings and lords.

"I want my clothes!" Her phone—it was still in the clothes on the shore.

Clothes? The Fire King glanced at the dress that had been removed on the shore, then seemed to remember something, his face turning frighteningly grim. Two flames burned in his pupils, his gaze like sharp swords striking the dress. Instantly, an unknown fire erupted, reducing the dress to ashes in a few seconds.

Dongfang Zuozuo stared blankly at the inexplicable fire, watching her dress turn to ashes before her eyes, stunned.

Chapter 028 Brother!

Dongfang Zuozuo stared blankly at the inexplicable fire, watching her dress turn to ashes before her eyes, stunned.

"Ah--!" She suddenly went berserk, snapping back to her senses, and began to punch him repeatedly, crying loudly, "My phone! Give me back my phone! Ah-- you bastard! Rape! You beast!"

Her eyes were red and swollen from crying, and her small hands were hurt by his hard muscles, but she still struggled, ignoring the Fire King's increasingly ugly face and the increasingly violent aura emanating from him.

"You bastard! Put me down! My phone... Waaah!" Dongfang Zuozuo looked desperately at the pile of golden sand, its ashes dried by the wind. Her phone, her brother, her brothers' photos were still inside...

"Bang!" She was thrown from mid-air into the sand. Ignoring the pain, Dongfang Zuozuo rushed over, cupping the remaining ashes in her hands, and sobbed uncontrollably. A wave of panic and despair throbbed in her heart. She clutched the sand to her chest, staring blankly at the distant desert, weeping. Her

sobs echoed loudly in the empty desert. Her eyes were full of tears when suddenly a blinding light refracted into her glistening tears. Slowly looking towards the source, she saw, in the rolling yellow sand not far away, a familiar silver patch, half submerged in the sand, with only half remaining above ground.

In a desperate glimmer of hope, Dongfang Zuozuo ran towards him, tears of joy streaming down her face. However, the moment she touched the screen, the phone suddenly flew into the air. She chased after it, only to find it clutched in Huo Wang's hand in horror. Her heart pounded

, terrified he would turn it to ashes again. "Give it to me! Please give it back to me!" Her tearful eyes only fueled Huo Wang's irritation. His already volatile temper flared even more. What was this thing? Why was she so nervous? Which wild man had given it to her?! He was going to destroy it! He

raised his hand, ready to smash it again.

"No!" She jumped up frantically, trying to grab the phone he held high, but the vast difference in height made it seem foolish. She could only cling to him, her legs wrapped around his waist, hanging on like a koala—a form of seduction.

"Are you tempting me?" Huo Wang's voice was unusually hoarse, his hot breath brushing against her cleavage, which was now close to his lips.

Noticing the unusual danger, Dongfang Zuozuo quickly pulled away. But then, as if remembering something, she sobbed and pleaded, "Please give it to me. I'll do whatever you want with it, please!"

"Whatever you want?" He raised one of his thick, sharp eyebrows, his gaze fixed on the pitiful little face. This delicate little girl was his. "

Yes, whatever you wish." She nodded quickly, her eyes never leaving the object in his hand.

"Is that so? Do you think I need your permission to do whatever I want to you?" His thin, sinister lips sneered, his rough fingers roaming over her snowy buttocks with a force that chilled her to the bone.

Dongfang Zuozuo was going crazy. The phone felt like it might be crushed at any moment in his hands, and she had experienced this man's violence and cruelty firsthand. She had no confidence that she could ensure the phone would be safe. "You madman! That's mine! You have no right to take my things! What's it to you what I call my phone? Give it back!"

Gasping for breath, she struggled to climb, her mind clouded by the fear of losing her phone. Otherwise, how could she have uttered such infuriating words, especially to someone like the Fire King? Sure enough

, his bloodshot eyes narrowed, and his broad hands seemed to ignite with flames. The phone turned into flying dust in his palm, swirling with the fine sand in the air. Under the sunlight, the silvery surface danced like a flowing breeze before her eyes. The gentle breeze blew into her eyes, bringing a tearing pain, as if flesh were being ripped apart, scraping at every pulsating

vein .

Phone, brother…

brother, brother…

What is heartache? What is the helplessness of a dying struggle? What is despair?

She had experienced all of these since meeting this man.

Dongfang Zuozuo seemed completely exhausted, her eyes staring blankly at his palm.

"Brother!" she cried out in anguish, then lost consciousness.

Hehe, the Fire King, that beast, is doomed...

Chapter 029 What's with the pretense of being a saint~ Spicy~ Shen

woke up to find herself in a desert. Above her were muddy yellow rocks with cracks on their surfaces, the dry air radiating a fiery heat. She

unconsciously sat up, finding herself in a familiar desert landscape.

How could this desert be so familiar? This really was the Fire King's barrier; she had broken in, and somehow ended up in an oasis.

They were now in a naturally formed cave in the desert, an endless wasteland outside, the endless yellow sand blocked from view. The cave was a crack in a huge rock, the setting sun casting its rays through the opening, the dry air fermenting under the sunlight, the heat mirroring the restless and violent man before her.

Living in a place like this, a volatile man with a cruel and violent personality would inevitably explode sooner or later.

"Gobi..." Dongfang Zuozuo murmured, completely ignoring the man who had been staring at her coldly, not even sparing him a glance.

Suddenly, the covering on her body disappeared, but Dongfang Zuozuo did not react.

A large hand covered her large, exposed breasts, kneading and squeezing them forcefully. The two nipples, roughly pulled and twisted by the fingers, almost doubled in size, standing erect and swaying with the man's movements, exceptionally alluring. Playing with fire, she was consumed by it. The man's breathing was heavy and rapid, but Dongfang Zuozuo ignored him, staring blankly at the vast expanse of yellow sand and Gobi Desert outside the cave. She allowed her beautiful body to bloom alluringly in the man's hands, wantonly defiled.

Suddenly, a wild, cool face blocked her vision, and hot, thin lips covered hers, lingering and sucking, making soft "tsk tsk" sounds.

Dongfang Zuozuo let him pinch her small chin, slightly parting her lips to meet his rough kiss.

The Fire King licked every inch of her mouth, biting her tongue, his entire mouth covering hers, savoring it, yet also biting roughly, as if trying to swallow her whole.

She stared blankly, letting him do as he pleased.

His kisses grew more intense, the Fire King's scorching breath suffocating her face. The rough kisses moved to her fair, delicate neck, leaving behind tiny, crimson marks.

A surge of heat began to gather in her lower abdomen. She gave a self-deprecating laugh; this body, had long since become a wanton slut, hadn't it?

Suddenly, sharp teeth bit down on her nipple. Dongfang Zuozuo finally couldn't help but cry out. A tooth mark appeared on her snow-white breast, blood slowly seeping out, which the man's lips and tongue licked away. His large tongue swept erotically back and forth across her swaying breast, making it bounce even more violently.

It was bitten again.

This man really liked the taste of blood. How much of her intact skin did he have left to bite?

Her naked body was firmly held against his chest, limp and boneless.

A large hand lifted her snow-white buttocks high, exposing her tender vulva to the man's eyes. Two fingers parted the tightly closed, soft petals, revealing a deep red slit in the center, from which a sticky fluid was faintly flowing.

"What are you pretending to be, you're already so wet!" The Fire King cruelly scraped the clitoris with his fingertips. The vulva twitched slightly under such stimulation, and even more fluid flowed from the opening.

The large hand pressed down on her buttocks, pressing down with an almost cruel force.

"Ah—!" This brutal insertion, which almost tore her apart, the hot penis ruthlessly ripped open her narrow, tender opening. She sat weakly on him, panting. Her vulva, forcibly penetrated, contracted and tightened rapidly, confining the thick, long thing in a way that was both pleasurable and painful.

Before she could adjust, the Fire King began his brutal penetration.

Chapter 30 Finally, she could faint~ Hot~ Shen

didn't know anything about tenderness, only how to vent. His hard genitals kept filling her little hole, his penis thrusting in and out without any control, plundering like a storm, showing no regard for whether the little woman on top of him could withstand his roughness.

"Ugh... Waaah..." It hurts so much! Every time this man entered, it was like a fire dragon being shoved into her little hole, burning the tender flesh inside. Dongfang Zuozuo frowned, forced to rise and fall her fair body. The large hands on her waist lifted her up and down, her swaying breasts were also grabbed. This frequent and fierce force, this rough and wild sex, made her feel like she was about to stop breathing. Tears and sweat dripped onto the Fire King's body.

"Hmph, you can't even take this?" He smiled cruelly, and with a forceful twist, he turned one of her breasts clockwise, his teeth falling hard on the old wound again, adding new wounds.

"Ah!" Screaming in pain, Dongfang Zuozuo was completely powerless to resist, forced to endure his ravaging.

With a wave of his hand, "pop!" the thick, long penis, soaked with her juices, dripped with fluid from her peach blossom cave. She spread her legs wide, almost forming a perfect line, upside down, her muddy, swollen opening clearly visible to the man. The white, cloudy fluid flowed down her buttocks, down her fair back.

Dongfang Zuozuo felt her head throbbing, her whole body spinning from the position.

With a "plop," the huge penis thrust in again, this time, with her upside down, the man's shaft inserted between her legs, face down, his large hands able to grasp her pert breasts, moving up and down.

The sounds of splashing water echoed from their point of contact.

The overflowing vaginal fluids from being penetrated flowed deep into her uterus. Being upside down prevented the fluids from flowing out, and the penis repeatedly squeezed and pushed the fluids to the deepest, most intimate places. This violent thrusting, this squeezing of vaginal fluids, caused her to moan in pain, yet she couldn't escape the pleasure brought by that sinful penis. Her body betrayed her will, responding to his thrusts.

As the penetration continued, her small hole overflowed with fluid.

Soon, the excess fluid could no longer be contained in her peach blossom cave, spilling from her tender red opening,

carried out with the "pop pop" of the penis as it moved back and forth.

"Ah...I'm going to die..." The immense pleasure and the pain of being upside down came simultaneously, and Dongfang Zuozuo screamed, struggling to get up.

"Die?" The Fire King raised an eyebrow and laughed cruelly. "You're enjoying being penetrated so much, are you willing to die, you slut!"

He pulled her up with both hands, held her to his chest, and wrapped her slender legs around his waist. He began

to thrust , his crimson genitals, dripping with milky white fluid, withdrawing completely and then plunging in again with each stroke, like a blade or a sword. She felt as if she were being cleaved into countless pieces. The painful pleasure almost made her soul dissipate. Her three souls and seven spirits were shattered and no longer whole, only able to immerse themselves in the immense pleasure he created, her face filled with a bewitching allure.

"Ugh...so hot..." The already burning genitals rubbed against her as they repeatedly entered and exited her vagina, making it feel like it was on fire. The fluids from their mixture were also scalding hot.

Her wet, slippery vagina was a messy, muddy mess from the grotesque phallus. The rapid thrusting and prolonged friction made the passage burn with pain; despite the pleasure, it was a near-death exhaustion. Dongfang Zuozuo's voice was hoarse from screaming, but she still couldn't evoke any pity from the man. He just kept thrusting and pulling, then thrusting even harder into that beautiful peach blossom cave.

With the man's violent back-and-forth movements, his two purplish-black scrotums swayed violently, occasionally being thrown up and slapping her buttocks, with drops of vaginal fluid still dripping from below.

Dongfang Zuozuo lay on his shoulder, her soft body swaying, her private parts red and swollen from the impact.

Chapter 31 I Don't Want It Anymore~ Spicy~ Shen

finally fainted as she wished, no longer having to endure such rough and wild lovemaking. Before passing out, a relieved smile appeared on her lips. When she made love with Lei Wang and Yun Wang, even in the most intense moments, they would have gentle moments. But the savage man before her was completely brutal and cruel. Every time they made love, it was rape. No matter how strong her body was, she couldn't endure it for long.

However, even though she had fainted, the rough man did not stop his repeated thrusting. He continued to tirelessly vent his desire on her body, as if there was an endless fire to be released. The extremely hot semen was completely absorbed by her narrow, wet orifice with each thrust, not a drop was wasted.

When she woke up again, she opened her eyes slowly and found that the man was still thrusting on her body.

Her lower body had no feeling, just a numb sensation, with only the white foam of the liquid pounded by the huge penis sticking to

her body.

"Useless!" Seeing her wake up, the Fire King pressed her head down and looked at the place where their genitals were joined. "Even when you're asleep, this place is still wet. How come it's still so tight after being fucked for so long! What else could it be but a naturally born little slut!"

Her throat tightened, her eyes burned, and tears dripped onto her pale belly. She looked at her genitals with humiliation, the white fluid almost completely covering her vulva, where a thick penis was forcibly shoved into her small opening. Her labia opened and closed, swallowing and releasing it, the man's savage force thrusting and pounding, making soft, slurring sounds—a scene of debauchery and decay.

Deep down, Dongfang Zuozuo was a traditional woman. Lei Wang's lewd words in bed already felt vulgar and shameful, but this brutal man before her was even worse. Dongfang Zuozuo wished she were dead. She couldn't accept such wanton and intense sex.

"Enough... Waaah... I don't want it anymore..." Her numb, aching vagina pitifully endured the rough manipulation. She felt like he was killing her, yet her body clung to life, experiencing his cruel rape.

"Don't you want it?" The devil's fingertips suddenly and forcefully shoved into her along with the withdrawn, erect penis. Her already narrow opening was now filled with two objects, almost bursting open, and her numb private parts were instantly wracked with unbearable pain.

"Ah—!" She threw her head back, cold sweat sliding down her forehead.

Dongfang Zuozuo's lips trembled, her face deathly pale. Her hands gripped the Fire King's shoulders, her lower body held captive by his large hands, swaying to meet his savage thrusts.

The finger that moved in and out of her vagina along with the penis occasionally scraped against the walls, causing the tender flesh to tear and expand, facilitating his penetration.

This extreme expansion made her feel as if her inner walls were about to tear apart.

What sins had she committed to deserve such torment? One man after another, Dongfang Zuozuo felt herself on the verge of collapse.

She was raped the moment she opened her eyes in this world, and then spent day and night being pleasured by that man. The second man she met was also a rapist, who even trained her body to be as sensitive as a slut. Escape? Is this the consequence of escaping? Becoming a sex tool for this barbaric man to vent his desires, a cruel and inhuman beast! She couldn't remember how long she had been this man's sex slave—a week? A month? To her, it felt like the Earth had circled the sun. These days of agonizing torment, this life of debauchery and indulgence, were truly painful…

Hah, why was her life so tragic? She thought she was the happiest person in the world, but a sudden change plunged her from heaven to hell, causing her to lose everything.

Was she, Dongfang Zuozuo, destined to spend her endless sexual life on this land forever? If only she could wake up and find it was just a dream, just a dream…

In her fading consciousness, her finger was pulled out with a "pop," bringing with it sticky semen.

The next moment, her body was embraced by a terrifyingly strong force, pressed tightly against his hot, sweaty, sexy chest muscles, and she could clearly hear the sound of his heart pounding violently.

"Plop!"

Her swollen, congested vagina was suddenly penetrated by the sticky, huge penis. She groaned in pain, then silently endured the enormous amount of semen being poured into her uterus. It gushed for a full two minutes before the scalding liquid stopped being released. The semen was absorbed, and her vagina was numb. She could not feel the pain or the swelling, only his semen—very hot, very hot.

Dongfang Zuozuo breathed a sigh of relief, softly leaning on his shoulder. The Fire King, surprisingly, let her rest in that position, still inside him. Soon, perhaps from exhaustion, perhaps from despair, she fell asleep.

Chapter 32: This hole is so tempting~ Spicy~ Shen

couldn't remember how she was awakened by this man's rough lovemaking. In any case, before she fainted again, the Fire King pulled out his hot penis and took her to the old oasis to wash her body. Dongfang Zuozuo let him do as he pleased, and the Fire King seemed to find bathing her quite amusing. His bewitching hands ravaged her body for almost two hours before he finished. She remained silent the entire time, not uttering a single word, no matter how harsh or unbearable his words were.

Not getting the desired effect, the Fire King became furious.

"Woman, you'd better not try to disobey me!"

Ha, disobey? So what? She knew what kind of punishment awaited her; it was nothing more than another rape.

He narrowed his sharp, bloodshot eyes. "This wanton body has been played with by countless men. A wanton woman like you, what are you pretending to be pure for!"

Yes, that was true, but who created that truth?

"Say it, admit you're a slut. Want me to prove it for you?" His rough fingers reached down to her private parts, lightly scraping her small labia. Instantly, a warm flow gushed from her passage.

"Ugh..." She groaned in discomfort, feeling a strange, aching pain.

"Look, just a light touch and so much water flows out. This hole, how wanton it is! Does it want a man?" He maliciously teased the tender flesh at the entrance of her vagina, his index finger circling and circling the outer edge of the opening, occasionally poking in a little, then quickly pulling out again, never penetrating. She felt the lustful fluid flowing continuously from her opening, like a stream spilling all over the man's large hand.

"Get away!" She was menstruating! That sticky fluid was her period fluid! Why was her body several times more sensitive than usual during her period? Before, both Lei Wang and Yun Wang had been careful not to touch her after her period, only curiously examining her

a few times , leaving her both ashamed and angry. But now, this man seemed determined not to let her off the hook. And just this little provocation had made her crave it—craving a man's love, craving the penetration of his penis to fill her empty hole.

Seeing her furrowed brow, her expression a mixture of pain and longing, Huo Wang laughed arrogantly and wildly. "I like challenges. A kitten with claws—I'll pull out her claws and train her into an obedient cat."

Saying this, he intensified his wicked teasing of her vulva with his fingertips, her juices flowing freely in his palm. She was teased until she was weak all over, limply supporting herself on him, without even the strength to resist.

"No… I'm having my period… um…" Finally, she couldn't help but explain; she couldn't continue.

What is menstruation? Despite his doubts, the Fire King stopped what he was doing. Seeing her expression, which didn't seem to be lying, he looked down at his hands. What he saw startled him, or perhaps stunned him, as he frowned, staring at the "bloodstains" covering his hands.

Suddenly, he pushed her down onto the sand, cupped her soft, white buttocks in his large hand, and stared intently at the swollen, red slit in the middle. The tiny opening, almost closed, occasionally oozed a red, sticky fluid resembling blood, dripping onto the sand beneath them and merging into red globules. He

parted her labia with two fingers and rubbed her clitoris for a while, finding nothing amiss, but the "blood" flowing from the small opening increased with his teasing.

"Stop...stop!" This man clearly didn't know what menstruation was! "I'm not hurt! That's a woman's period every month!" Dongfang Zuozuo shouted at him.

Damn it, her vulva was so itchy from his fingertips! Especially the burning passage, which was contracting uncontrollably, as if trying to grip something.

The Fire King was mesmerized by this beautiful sight; the red hole, stretched open by his fingers, opened and closed, sucking at his fingertips, desperately trying to draw them in, mixed with the bright red fluid, looking strangely alluring and lewd. He felt his thick root "jump" up, wishing it was his own large penis that was being sucked in!

"Such a hole...so tempting..." His fingertip couldn't help but hook a strand of bloody fluid, tucking it back into the small hole and gently rubbing it, circling it round and round, his index finger spinning, the Fire King playing with great enthusiasm.

Chapter 033 Blood-Red Pain~Spicy Torture~Caution

"Such a hole...so tempting..." His fingertip couldn't help but hook a strand of bloody fluid, tucking it back into the small hole and gently rubbing it, circling it round and round, his index finger spinning, the Fire King playing with great enthusiasm.

"Madman! Ah...stop it right now! Ugh..." Her menstrual-prone vagina was unusually hot, especially with his teasing, it was swollen and burning as if it were about to boil inside, the temperature inside almost matching the heat of his penis.

"Don't move!" His furious blood-red eyes narrowed, automatically spreading her legs wide apart. The wide-open legs made Dongfang Zuozuo cry out in pain. She hadn't stretched her legs in a long time, and this sudden position made the tendons in her legs ache terribly!

Obsessed with the beautiful scene before him, the Fire King's violent aura gradually intensified. He wanted to brutally torture this alluring, blood-red peach blossom cave. He was a bloodthirsty man, violent and bloodthirsty, and in such a situation, his nature naturally became even more rampant.

His mouth approached the writhing flesh of her vagina, and he smelled a familiar sweet and fishy scent, with a faint fragrance from her own body. At this moment, he suddenly felt an unprecedented hunger, a feeling that was both strange and familiar. Long, long ago, when he still needed food. Now, he felt hungry, and the only thing he wanted to eat was the woman before him!

This inexplicable hunger came on suddenly, and without thinking about the reason, the Fire King pounced heavily on Dongfang Zuozuo, his sharp teeth tearing and licking at her fair and tender skin, like a wild beast tearing apart its prey when it was extremely hungry.

"Pain—!" Dongfang Zuozuo almost fainted from the pain! This bloody and violent man was a beast; he wasn't making love, he just wanted to devour her alive! She could feel the terrible drops of blood dripping from the skin he had bitten, and he was desperately

sucking the blood from the wounds! A

veritable vampire! The loud biting was both brutal and lewd, and the wounds on her originally fair body multiplied, with bloody bite marks imprinted on them, a shocking and horrifying sight, and she could no longer scream.

The ravaging head suddenly loomed close to the twitching vulva, the Fire King's cruel and ferocious gaze fixed there, casting a meaningful glance at the trembling Dongfang Zuozuo.

Unfortunately, lost in her own shock, she didn't notice this strange look.

"Ahhhhhh!!!" A shrill scream escaped from her bloodless mouth, her trembling eyes brimming with fear, tears streaming uncontrollably from her eyes.

This inhuman plunder, this beastly act, made Dongfang Zuozuo clench her fists, trying to distract herself from the excruciating pain

of her private parts being torn apart.

Those sinister, thin lips still lingered outside the peach blossom cave, their piercing gaze fixed on the large teeth marks he had left, covering the entire vulva. The two labia, stained with menstrual blood and torn skin, were slightly parted, contracting almost imperceptibly.

The Fire King's deep red tongue licked away the blood from the corner of his mouth.

He pulled up her long, stiff legs, encircling her lower back, his swollen, thick penis pressed against her bloodied vulva, his large hand on her snowy buttocks tightened, and with a thrust of his hips, he plunged his sticky, white, semen-covered genitals inside her.

"Mmm..."

In an instant, she was filled, and Dongfang Zuozuo let out a soft moan. Her soft waist swayed under the man's brutal thrusting, sticky menstrual blood dripping from his penis with each withdrawal onto his swaying scrotum, the pubic hair at the base of his penis also sticking to the splashed vaginal fluid, a bloody mess.

This was a bloody lovemaking, the point where the two were joined was a shocking crimson, and with each thrust of the huge penis, more blood was churned out, splashing onto the man's firm lower abdomen and the woman's snow-white body, a complete mess.

Such lovemaking could not be endured by a woman for long, because what flowed from her vagina was blood, not semen. There wasn't much blood left in her body to "use"; any more would be her own blood... Her weak, feeble breaths, her limp, hanging limbs, finally awakened a sliver of tenderness in the deepest corner of the man's heart—his only remaining human emotion.

The man, caught in a frenzied assault, paused slightly, his half-inserted penis plunging in. His bloodthirsty gaze swept over the woman's tightly closed eyes. Her drooping arms resembled a rag doll, her body covered in countless wounds, gruesome and terrifying. She was like a broken doll, seemingly beyond repair, no matter how beautiful the stitches or how skillful the embroidery.

His heart suddenly felt as if stabbed by a sharp blade, a sharp pain spreading rapidly. (
Chapter 34, February 5th) What's wrong with him?

His heart suddenly felt as if stabbed by a sharp blade, a sharp pain spreading rapidly.

This unfamiliar feeling made him unconsciously clutch his chest, frowning as he looked at her weak, half-dead appearance. He didn't offer any help, but silently gazed at her beautiful, pale face. He still didn't understand.

A while later, Dongfang Zuozuo's breathing became barely perceptible, almost imperceptible. The Fire King felt the pain hadn't subsided with his waiting; instead, it tore at the wound more intensely as he sensed her fragile life was about to end. Gradually, the excruciating pain transformed into an unimaginable emptiness, spreading boundlessly into the dark, hollow depths of his heart. This feeling wasn't pain, but it was far more unbearable than the previous pain, making him wish he were dead! Amidst the swirling yellow sand, in a

crack in a grotto, a man held a woman's unconscious legs between his waists, his enormous, crimson penis half-inserted into the bloodied, mangled hole. The woman's body was also covered in blood, not a single part of her body intact. The man clutched his heart, his bloodshot eyes fixed on her. Those terrifying, bloodshot pupils were filled with a bewilderment, pain, inner turmoil, struggle, regret, and heartache that belied his rugged appearance…

But he couldn't see his own eyes, so he didn't know he could have so many emotions. He still didn't understand why his heart ached so much.

It was all because of the woman before him!

Suddenly, the Fire King shoved Dongfang Zuozuo away. With a "pop," their genitals, which had been joined, separated, releasing a

shocking spray of blood and a faint, sweet, fishy smell that mingled with fragrance, fermenting and evaporating in the scorching Gobi Desert air.

Instantly, Dongfang Zuozuo's body, like a fallen red maple leaf in autumn, twirled and fell heavily to the ground.

"Ugh…" The sudden pain in her unconscious state made her groan involuntarily. Her long, curled eyelashes trembled a few times before she remained still.

The mangled body curled up in the corner like a kitten, long hair covering half of his exquisite face, the alluring curves impossible to conceal.

"Crack, crack, crack,"

was the sound of his knuckles curling, his fists clenched but not quite, veins bulging on his forehead; he seemed to be

enduring immense torment.

Yes, he felt pain, but no one told him what to do.

What was the cause of ?

What should he do?

Kill her!

This woman was just a small human being; he could easily take her life at any moment. His lust hadn't been fully vented, so why was he holding back? Even if he made that woman die, it wouldn't concern him; why did he stop?

Damn it! His heart ached more and more, so painfully. The more he looked at her, the more it felt like his throat was being choked, his heart clenching with an empty, throbbing pain.

He had to kill her! That way, his heart wouldn't ache so much, would it? But why couldn't he bring himself to do it?

No matter how hard I tried, I couldn't clench my fist, and I couldn't extend my hand no matter what I did; it felt as if it weighed a ton.

Suddenly, images flashed through his mind: her pure and charming appearance when he first saw her by the lake, her clear, bright eyes like a startled rabbit when she saw him, her dazed look under the blazing sun, and her alluring charm as she immersed herself in the sensual pleasure he had created. These images always caused his lust to erupt repeatedly, making him unable to resist cruelly tormenting her.

What was wrong with him? Why were his memories of her so clear? In the past, he had never remembered anyone's appearance, even if that person was always in front of him, he couldn't remember them. It wasn't that his memory was bad, but that he disdained to remember their appearance. But now, he had memorized every expression of hers. Her appearance seemed to be engraved in his heart, and he could never erase it.

Chapter 035 The Distance Between Two Time

and Space "Ah--!" A beast-like roar echoed throughout the barrier, returning to his ears again and again. From those echoes, he heard how much pain and turmoil he was experiencing, a frenzy he had never felt before, his brows furrowed with gloom.

His bloodshot eyes stared at Dongfang Zuozuo's innocent face for a long while. Then, with a swift movement, he pulled Dongfang Zuozuo up from the ground and into his arms.

Her body was cool and still, like a corpse that had just died. An unprecedented sense of fear instantly overwhelmed the Fire King. This strange and intense feeling almost robbed him of all his senses! He quickly channeled a continuous stream of divine energy into her body. Divine energy was the most precious thing, and now he was channeling all the divine energy he had gained from making love with her back into her body, until his divine level returned to what it was before he met her. Only then did her complexion regain its rosy hue.

He didn't understand why he did this; he was simply following his heart. In that instant, only one thought occupied his mind: this woman could not die.

In truth, Dongfang Zuozuo had been abducted by the Fire King for almost a month, during which time he had given her no food. In the midst of their prolonged lovemaking, Dongfang Zuozuo had forgotten the need to eat. Half of the Fire Lotus Seed within her had been completely absorbed, and her body was slowly transforming. While food wasn't entirely dispensable to her, she had obtained divine elixir from making love with the Fire King, so she didn't feel hungry and wouldn't need food for a long time.

Now, the Fire King was directly channeling divine essence into her, which would accelerate her transformation.

His struggling, bloodshot eyes swept over her wounds, which were visibly healing. Her battered body was gradually becoming fair and alluring again. His gaze dimmed, and the Fire King gritted his teeth in hatred, grabbing a thin blanket to cover the body that had

finally burgeoning desire. He clenched his knuckles as if in pain.

He needed to calm down.

Although he had never known what calmness was, at this moment, he truly needed to quiet his mind.

If he continued to stare at this woman like this, his mind would go blank, unable to think of anything, completely filled with her. He needed to think alone about his complex feelings for her.

However, there was something he had to be wary of: the scent of two other men emanated from her. The thought made the Fire King

want to kill her immediately! This realization caused a sharp pain in his chest and a chaotic mind.

He took a deep breath and slammed his fist heavily onto a large rock beside him. Before he could even utter a final groan, the rock crumbled into dust, mixed with fine yellow sand, lying slumped on the ground.

He muttered a few words, reinforcing the barrier, even setting up multiple layers of protection around the cracks in the cave. The Fire King turned and glanced inexplicably at the unconscious Dongfang Zuozuo. The bloodlust in his eyes suddenly seemed to be covered by a layer of mist, softening the original murderous aura, and a faint tenderness flickered in the two deep red lakes.

Suddenly, a fact flashed through her mind. She stared at her in astonishment for a moment. In a corner of the cave, a clear pool had been set up, and a carpet was laid out before her, covered with all sorts of fruits and pastries: watermelon, cantaloupe, grapes, peaches, and many other exquisite desserts she couldn't name.

She frowned, thinking for a moment. These were probably the things humans ate.

Finally, she lowered her brows, seemingly reluctant, and slowly turned away, disappearing into the swirling yellow sand.

Her soul wandered in a dreamlike void. Dongfang Zuozuo wearily enjoyed this rare moment of tranquility. Her body had fully recovered, and her consciousness was gradually returning. But she didn't want to wake up—not out of fear, but out of disgust to see that

face she hated, disgust that her body stubbornly endured all the extreme pain and irresistible pleasure that man had brought her, disgust that the lewd instrument that had so brutally and recklessly vented its lust on her! That ugly organ had brought her unparalleled pain! All the male genitalia she had ever seen were so repulsive, so barbaric and domineering! She loathed that thing!

So tired, so very tired, she really didn't want to go on like this anymore.

Utterly exhausted, both physically and mentally, her spirit had collapsed, unable to bear any more torment.

The only thing that had sustained her was her only cell phone, but now? What could she use to convince herself to endure the pain this world had inflicted upon her?

She had no hope of going back. Her brothers, the only people in the world she could cherish, were gone forever. The distance between them would forever be separated by two different timelines.

Ah, two timelines, so far, so very far…

Chapter 036 She really couldn't take it anymore .

Like a slow-motion scene in a movie, Dongfang Zuozuo lifted her heavy eyelids, her blank gaze fixed on the rocks at the top of the cave.

After a long, long time, without feeling the usual raging pain, she finally came to her senses. Her dry eyes struggled to turn around, and she discovered that the man was nowhere to be seen in the cave!

The sudden surprise made Dongfang Zuozuo so excited she almost jumped up. Although her body had recovered, her limbs, which hadn't been used to normal movement for so long, twisted slightly. Stubbornly, she propped herself up and slowly made her way towards the cave entrance, using the stone wall for support.

However, her movements froze on the spot, stiffening for a moment.

This bizarre world—should she escape? Ha, escape? Where could she escape to? To be captured again and forced to endure the pleasures of yet another strange man?

Thinking of this, Dongfang Zuozuo deflated like a punctured balloon, collapsing limply to the ground.

How ridiculous, how pathetic—she had nowhere to escape.

"Hahaha..."

She suddenly threw her head back and laughed like a madwoman. Her maniacal laughter was filled with boundless sorrow and despair, unspeakable bitterness and

resentment, heart-wrenching.

The mad laughter echoed in the empty cave, a deafening lament.

"So funny, so really funny..."

She wiped away the tears streaming down her face, her lips curving into a forced smile, her voice hoarse from the continued laughter, before finally stopping.

Sitting on the ground with a half-smile, her peripheral vision caught sight of a blanket in front of her, upon which lay delicate pastries and fruits, beside which was a small pond.

For a moment, she was stunned, her mind reeling.

But then, her anger and resentment surged through her. With incredible speed, she rushed forward, yanking the blanket aside. Instantly, the delicious pastries and fruits scattered across the floor, rolling and scattering in a chaotic mess.

"Die! Die! I'm not a pet! Not a prostitute! No, no, no!!! Ah--!"

Was this her reward? Or just dog food to feed her, her pet?

Dongfang Zuozuo's eyes were filled with terrifying hatred. Barefoot, she trampled the delicious pastries, her hands wildly flinging the rolling fruit with the blanket.

My feet were covered in sweet pastries, and I kept going until I was panting. I bit my lip and looked at the mess on the ground.

Suddenly, she felt utterly weak, collapsing limply to the ground. The dress the Fire King had just given her was now filthy and smeared with sugar paste.

An unprecedented despair swept over her, accompanied by endless darkness. She could only struggle in vain amidst the boundless humiliation, seemingly unable to escape its clutches.

"Big brother... second brother... third brother..."

she murmured unconsciously, tears of longing welling up in her eyes, bitter and astringent. Even without taste buds, she could feel the salty taste, for it was slowly seeping into her blood, penetrating to her very bones.

The air was thick with the suffocating bitterness fermented from those tears. Her cries seemed to come from ancient times, ethereal and traceless, as light as a breeze, like a line from Tagore's poem: "The sky bears no trace of wings, yet I have flown."

She longed to go back, so longed...

Her tears seemed to have dried up; her eyes stung with pain, her eyelashes trembled with her heartbeat, a few teardrops clinging to them, clear and bright like morning dew, her deep, clear eyes revealing profound helplessness and sorrow.

Dongfang Zuozuo hadn't seen herself in a long time. She didn't know how much she had changed from before. The same features, yet a completely different, breathtaking beauty; the only thing unchanged was her aloof and detached air, except for the deep, unyielding sorrow between her brows. With

a beauty and temperament rarely seen in the world, if she returned to her original world, she would undoubtedly attract countless admirers.

But, go back? Such a slim hope...

She didn't want to continue like this, she really couldn't bear it anymore.

Chapter 037: An Unexpected Struggle

to Escape This Endless Pain, to Stop Living in Foolishness and Humiliation. At least, she still retained a shred of dignity…

even though their so-called dignity had long been utterly destroyed, her body betraying her in their manipulation. She thought, she still had the right to die.

Before, she would have looked down on those who committed suicide; she always said that no matter what, there was hope in living, and nothing in death.

But now, she understood those who chose death in dire straits. It was better to die proudly than to live a base life.

Because this torment, their wanton defilement, made her feel worse than the lowest prostitute.

She wasn't a pet, pampered and fed after winning their favor with her body; she wasn't a prostitute, pleasing them with her wanton body, receiving beautiful clothes after satisfying their lust; she wasn't a toy, merely passing between men, at their mercy.

But her heart ached so much…

Brother…

almost stumbling, she arrived at a clear pond. Dongfang Zuozuo tentatively dipped her foot into the water.

The water wasn't deep, just covering her head.

She sighed softly, a relieved smile playing on her lips—a smile that held joy, liberation, reluctance, and pain… she couldn't quite define it.

It was time to leave…

Her graceful body sank slowly, her exquisite curves gradually disappearing into the water. The clear pool reflected her swaying skirt, like dreamlike water plants, gently swaying and creating ripples that spread across the surface.

The cool, refreshing water seemed to wash away all the filth from her, the dirty marks

left , slowly being cleansed and purified.

She should feel content now… even though the pain in her heart was still so clear, that intense regret… Her breath was gradually taken away by the pool water, her throat feeling as if something was choking her.

With a slight struggle, she weakly clenched her fists, her consciousness quickly fading…

“Splash!”

Suddenly, she was lifted up from behind, her soaking wet clothes instantly drying, and she was laid flat on a soft, flat surface.

“Cough cough…” Pushed forcefully from behind, she involuntarily coughed up the water in her mouth, finally catching her breath.

Half-closing her eyes in discomfort, she instinctively walked towards the pool again.

“Little girl, why are you so stubborn?” She was pulled back again. This time, the suddenly rang out old voice brought her back to reality, and she looked up in surprise.

From the crack in the stone cave, an old figure stood backlit, slowly walking towards her. Recognizing him, she saw a wise old man

with a venerable air , his small eyes revealing a hint of helplessness and pity as he smiled at her. “I’ve come to save you.”

Save her? A cold smile appeared on her face. Who could possibly save her now?

The old man wasn't displeased by her attitude, still smiling kindly, his gaze sweeping sharply over her face. He sighed and said, "Perhaps it was all destined..."

Dongfang Zuozuo didn't speak, vaguely understanding what he meant by "destined," and felt an intense hatred. Destined? What was destined? Was she destined to be played by these men? By what right!

"Who I am isn't important. What's important is that I can tell you how to return to your original world."

Sure enough, these words captured her entire attention and filled her with deep suspicion. She turned to look at him.

"Actually, your arrival might just be an accident, or perhaps, this accident was fate." The old man gave her a cryptic look and continued, "Don't you want to know what kind of place this is, who they are, and why you encountered

all this ?"

Chapter 038 The Four Commanders

Dongfang Zuozuo gritted her teeth, still not saying a word, just staring intently at the old man.

"Heh...no wonder they love you so much. You have an aura that makes them want to conquer you. A woman like you is exactly what they need."

She felt like she was about to collapse! If it weren't for his age, she would have thrown her shoe at him and killed him for saying those things!

The old man finally stopped teasing under her murderous gaze, his wrinkled face regaining its serious expression.

"This place is specifically for imprisoning gods who have made mistakes; in other words, it's a prison for gods. Originally, there were many other imprisoned minor gods on this land, but after they came here, those minor gods were either expelled or destroyed." At this point, a deep helplessness suddenly appeared on the old man's face, and a strange light flashed in his eyes. "And they didn't enter this territory because they made mistakes; they barged in on their own."

Dongfang Zuozuo wondered, barged in on their own? Why would they do that?

"They turned this place into their own territory, ruthlessly exterminating all the minor gods with cruel and decisive methods. They cleared this land and each established their own domain." The old man was lost in memories, his eyes seemingly filled with pain.

He sighed heavily and continued, "They were originally the four great gods who ruled the universe. Except for me, they were not subject to any control. Because I am the creator god, from the time they were still Nascent Souls, I noticed an unusual and outstanding quality in them. Nascent Souls are formed by absorbing the essence of heaven and earth, thus absorbing some of the complex emotions of humanity. However, because most of that essence was condensed into the energy they needed, they didn't possess many human emotions. This directly caused their cold-blooded and ruthless nature. But precisely because of this, I chose these four as my assistants. Their unique personality differences meant they rarely experienced emotional fluctuations, and they didn't handle problems emotionally. The less emotion they possessed, the easier their cultivation was, making it twice as efficient as other gods. They each managed all the affairs in this space for me, almost without any burden."

"No, with them around, I can travel freely to various dimensions. Of course, with their current god-level power, if the four of them joined forces, I would definitely be no match for them. But they won't do that, because I was the one who forced them to become leaders from the very beginning."

Four? So, there's one more in this world she hasn't met yet?

Ignoring Dongfang Zuozuo's hesitant expression, recalling his four former capable assistants and disciples, the Creator God's old face radiated undeniable pride, for he practically regarded them as his own sons.

"The four of them were practically perfect, managing the universe with remarkable order and clarity. But... alas! There was one single flaw, and that flaw almost destroyed them." A deep sense of regret flickered in his eyes.

Perfect? Her only flaw? Hmph, she's riddled with flaws! Her only redeeming quality is her presentable appearance! What kind of god is she! Pah! A bunch of lecherous wolves! Worse than animals!

Just then, the Creator God suddenly looked at her, seeing the intense hatred in her eyes. He opened his mouth, as if to offer some advice, but then seemed to remember something and ultimately said nothing. He felt some sympathy for her plight; after all, a minor girl, arriving in a strange world, was gang-raped by several men. Even if it was out of love, it had deeply hurt her. Ultimately, only mutual consent can bring happiness. He suddenly felt inexplicably guilty .

The men who had driven this girl to suicide were his own "sons," and also... the direct culprits behind her tragic fate... His face flushed, and his eyes darted away, avoiding her gaze.

Now that all four of them had cultivated to the highest divine level, he had begun to worry about their "that aspect" and was helping them find partners. He thought this girl was really good, and surely one of his four sons would like her. He hadn't expected this result; three of them were actually interested in her. Heh heh, he knew he had good taste. The smug old man had no idea about his "miserable life" to come.

"Sigh, you know their personalities..." He frowned slightly in dissatisfaction and continued, "In the eyes of the gods,

these four gods, four personalities, four extremes, but they have one thing in common: they all see all living beings as ants, unable to tolerate any creatures, including humans. The gods have tolerated this arrogant and conceited temper for a long time. However, as time goes on, it will eventually explode." "

The Creator Elder coughed a few times and said, "The gods discussed it, but their magical power was far inferior to theirs, so they came up with a rather poor idea. Cough cough, you know, they are handsome. Although there are many handsome gods in the divine realm, these four are exceptionally outstanding, and their divine level and magical power are extremely high. There are already a lot of goddesses and fairies in the divine realm who are infatuated with them.

So when the idea of using their beauty to seduce them was approved, many goddesses were eager to try it. But there is a rule in the divine realm: if it is not out of love or lust, in order to punish these vile acts of indulgence and promiscuity, their divine level will automatically decrease; otherwise, they will increase. The divine power of these four has already far surpassed that of other gods, so even if their divine level decreases a bit, it will not be a big problem." He stopped and looked at Dongfang Zuozuo with a somewhat ambiguous expression.

Dongfang Zuozuo's expression became slightly unnatural, and she let out a soft hum.

Chapter 39 Two Pitiful Dejected Men

"However... as you know, the four commanders are arrogant and domineering. In their eyes, all living beings are lowly, even gods are nothing to them. Therefore, those goddesses and fairies who tried to seduce them not only failed, but none of them had a good ending. Because they disturbed their cultivation, they cruelly sent those women to hell or had their souls scattered. This action directly triggered a great war in the divine realm."

He frowned worriedly, recalling that time, "I was in a state of 'cultivation' then, meaning my primordial spirit was asleep and I couldn't know the situation in the divine realm. This gave them an opportunity. Even if those gods joined forces, they couldn't defeat them, and they knew they couldn't destroy the

divine realm I created, so they played along with those minor gods. But after a while, they got bored and broke into the 'Divine Prison,' killing the other minor gods who were originally imprisoned there and imprisoning themselves here. When the gods saw that they had gone this far, they all retreated, because the 'Divine Prison' only allowed entry, not exit. Heh, except for me, of course, because I also created this place. If they wanted to get out, they had to solve the root cause of their entry into the 'Divine Prison.' The root cause of their entry here was their union with women. A few fearless goddesses tried to seduce them and also broke into the 'Divine Prison,' but their fate was the same. This great battle ended inconclusively."

The Creator Elder helplessly ended his recollection and turned to look at Dongfang Zuozuo, "They've stayed here for ten thousand years." During that time, I kept trying to get them to leave, but they all refused. They were incredibly stubborn, banishing themselves to this desolate land, preferring to cultivate here in idleness rather than go out and manage this universe for me. I always thought they were heartless and devoid of desire, after all, they hated women so much… well, I should say they were arrogant and disdainful of others. But it wasn't until you appeared that I saw their extraordinary possessiveness and profound love for you…” He even wondered if the four of them were planning the most fashionable homosexual relationship on Earth? Uh… he'd learned that word since returning to the 21st century.

Dongfang Zuo turned his head disdainfully, remembering the humiliation he'd suffered. Love? Could they have love? Was love rape? Was it possessiveness? Was it abuse? If they loved her, how could they treat her like that! If they loved her, how could they humiliate her like that! If they loved her, how could they torment her like that!

“Don't you want to know how they've spent these days after you left?” Before she could react, the Creator God drew a circle in the air. He still secretly hoped that the image of his "sons" in the girl's heart would "improve slightly," at least not be so terrible! What appeared in the air afterward was a scene like a movie screen. Upon seeing the content, Dongfang Zuozuo's eyes widened, unable to describe the feeling in her heart.

On the screen, two men with strikingly different appearances were rushing about in a strange place, mostly seemingly in a hurry. Occasionally, however, they would glare at each other with bloodshot eyes. One pair of green eyes and one pair of blue eyes were filled with deep blood vessels, as if they hadn't rested for a very long time, especially Lei Wang's eyes, which were originally... His once arrogant and domineering green eyes had lost much of their former arrogance, worn down by the long search, leaving only a haggard and颓废 look. His gaze at Yun Wang seemed to burn him alive. Yun Wang wasn't in much better shape, though she hadn't been away from him for long, so her situation wasn't as "tragic" as Lei Wang's. When she met Lei Wang's murderous gaze, she didn't back down, glaring back fiercely. The sparks flying could be felt even through the screen.

Strangely, the two rivals didn't fight, though they occasionally exchanged sharp glances; perhaps they had already exhausted themselves in a major battle.

Seeing the two once invincible, handsome men in this state, a complex, almost imperceptible expression flickered in Dongfang Zuozuo's eyes.

"This is the true Void Era; the place you are in is an illusion they created." "The Creator God explained from the side, 'The true Void Era is a world of either complete darkness or complete light. Time indeed does not flow here, but the punishment for those gods is precisely this darkness and light. A world of utter nothingness, gods imprisoned in the light are forever condemned to a night of rest, while those imprisoned in the darkness are forever asleep.'

The scene showed two men simultaneously entering the realm of darkness. A flash of light, and a gigantic mirror floated in mid-air. Strangely, the mirror did not reflect their images, but rather a blurry, white expanse.

'This is the 'Heavenly Mirror,' which allows you to see anyone you wish to see. Originally, with their abilities, they could have opened

the Heavenly Mirror individually, but…' the Creator God coughed, giving the indifferent Dongfang Zuozuo a meaningful look, 'because they previously fought each other, their primordial spirits were severely injured, and now they must join forces to open the Heavenly Mirror.'"

Well… as to why they can’t see anything… hehe, of course it’s his doing! If they find the girl, how can he continue his act? Besides, those two boys will probably fight to the death. Right now, it’s just a temporary false peace. After all, they have a common goal: to find her first. If she’s gone

, what’s the point of fighting?

Chapter 40 Going back might not be so good.

"To find you, King Lei hasn't had a proper rest for months, and King Yun has been searching for quite some time as well. They've almost exhausted their divine power. Girl, listen to me. I understand them. They never care about anyone or anything, they're cold-blooded, ruthless, and unruly, yet they're so special to you. They just don't know how to express their love, which is why they made a mistake.

In the complex world of human emotions, their ability to love is like that of an infant, acting solely on instinct. Especially King Huo, his constitution is different from the others. He hasn't had anything to do for so long, and his abundant primordial yang has no outlet. He

needs to release that excess primordial yang, and your arrival has just stirred up his inner fire, so you shouldn't..." Seeing that she remained unmoved, the Creator Elder couldn't help but want to say something nice for his "son."

"Enough!" The scene seemed to have struck a nerve, and Dongfang Zuozuo's expression was complex, but the hatred in her eyes was impossible to conceal. She picked up an apple from the ground and threw it onto the screen. The poor apple passed between the two men in the image, landing with a "thud" and rolling several times. "Turn it off! I'm telling you, I hate them! I hate them so much! I don't want to see them again! Never!"

Her angry shout successfully silenced him. The Creator God glanced sympathetically at the two haggard and disheveled men on the screen, shrugged, and turned off the screen. "These things, sons, it's not that I don't want to help you, it's just that you went

too far with that young girl. Well, let you brats learn a lesson, maybe you'll be tamed in the future, hehe..."

Thinking this, the Creator God felt a sense of satisfaction, as if he had finally been able to vent his anger after enduring so much from them.

"With your arrival, three of them no longer have a reason to stay in the Divine Prison, except for one..." He paused, looking at her with a complicated expression, "...as long as you unite with him, I will send you back to your original world."

He wasn't particularly surprised, but a hint of sorrow and gloom flashed in his eyes. Dongfang Zuozuo gave a cold laugh.

"You mean I have to offer myself entirely to your subordinates so I can go back?" She coldly glanced at the Creator Elder's somewhat guilty face and asked expressionlessly.

"Uh...you could say that. Once the rules are broken, they must leave." Moreover, after they discover your presence is gone, and you've left, they will definitely go out to find you. However, the Creator Elder didn't dare say this aloud, because it seemed like he was using her again. Besides, if she hadn't left, he couldn't stop them from staying here for her sake. He dared not tell her this.

Taking a deep breath, Dongfang Zuozuo crushed the watermelon flesh that had been exposed after being smashed, the red juice flowing all over her hand, making the Creator God's heart tremble. This woman is hard to tame! Son, good luck!

"How can you be so sure I can do it?" So many women's temptations failed.

The Creator blinked somewhat guiltily and said, "You succeeded with three of them, so the last one will definitely be no problem." He couldn't very well tell her that he saw her image from the next year in her, could he?

"Good!"

Hearing the expected answer, the Creator breathed a sigh of relief, but the next second, that breath caught in his throat again.

"However, I have a condition."

"Speak."

"After I complete the task, if I call you three times and you haven't appeared, then..." A threat, this was absolutely a blatant threat; she didn't want to stay here for even a second longer!

"Okay, okay!" He nodded vigorously. This request was far too easy, but—"Um, his personality might be a bit…"

"Send me there now." Ignoring his hesitation, Dongfang Zuozuo said impatiently. She longed to go home… Once she was done with that man, she could go home. How wonderful…

Seeing the slight blush of excitement spreading across Dongfang Zuozuo's usually cold and beautiful face, and hopeful mist welling up in her bright eyes, the Creator God's words caught in his throat, and he said nothing more.

He drew a circle in front of her with his hand, and instantly, a faint golden light appeared and disappeared, enveloping her within it.

She had already closed her eyes, so naturally she didn't see the complex look in the old man's eyes. With that golden light, Dongfang Zuozuo's slender figure slowly disappeared from his sight.

The Creator God sighed and muttered, "Going home might not be so good… Don't regret it later…"

Heaven knows what he actually saw.

But now, it seems he's more worried about whether his "sons" will clash like fire and earth when they meet. It's not even 2012 yet, and he fears Zuo Zuo's "hometown" will truly be doomed. How will he handle this chaos? Although they're collectively known as the Four Gods, they have their own roles and rarely interact. Moreover, these four men have four extreme personalities,

each incredibly arrogant and possessive. They already dislike each other, so how will they share

the same woman? Besides, they might not even be willing to share! What if they refuse? They'll fight over her! It'll be a battle of wits! There's an even more important question—if Zuo Zuo doesn't want her, how will they clean up this mess? It won't be as simple as destruction then.

Chapter 41 Snowman

Ugh, so cold…

After her vision cleared, a vast expanse of snow stretched out beneath her feet like a giant white cloth, endlessly extending forward.

Dongfang Zuo Zuo was stunned.

"Ah!" Suddenly, a fox fur coat descended from the sky, covering her head. From afar, she could almost hear an apologetic voice—"Girl, I'm so sorry, I forgot to give you your coat. Also, remember, you have to make him fall in love with you first, otherwise, given that boy's personality, he won't..."

Dongfang Zuozuo ignored the Creator God's last piece of advice and rolled her eyes.

Frustrated, she grabbed the large fox fur coat from her head and instinctively tucked herself into its soft, warm hue. The ground was covered in snow, as if frozen solid for millennia. The hard, chilling air seeped through her thin shoes, rising from the soles of her feet. She shivered uncontrollably.

Wandering aimlessly in the snow, she noticed occasional small snowdrifts with strange flowers sparsely blooming on them—ice-

white in color, without stamens, only four petals. What struck her as even more bizarre was that the flowers bloomed on the ice, crystal clear, like ice sculptures, yet not quite. She had tried picking one and examining it closely, discovering it was indeed a natural flower. Its nearly transparent petals, delicate and alluring, made her unable to resist bringing it to her lips and eating a petal.

It was sweet.

The sweet juice spread in her mouth, carrying a faint fragrance of plum blossoms, not overpowering, just a light and delicate aroma—truly delicious

.

Like a child, Dongfang Zuozuo picked and ate the flowers one by one.

Gradually, she had eaten all the ice flowers from several snowdrifts. Looking at the bare snowdrifts, her own "masterpiece," she couldn't help but smile broadly at this childlike greed.

Around the pure, pristine snowdrifts, on a whim, she started building a snowman. It had been a long time since she had felt this happy. At this moment, she didn't think about anything else, just focused and joyfully building the snowman, her smile radiant.

A rough outline of a snowman quickly appeared before her eyes. If only she had sticks or carrots, she could make eyes and a nose for it. She looked around; there was nothing there, only a vast expanse of white snow.

Regretfully, she stroked the snowman's round head a few times, then leaned forward and kissed its face, ignoring the snow in her mouth. She simply licked her lips and said reluctantly, "Goodbye."

Without looking back, Dongfang Zuozuo embarked on her long journey.

Suddenly, she remembered something and curiously reached out to examine her hands. She had just used her bare hands to build the snowman, yet there was no sign of redness or frostbite?

Shaking her head in confusion, she quickly withdrew her small, white hands, pulling her clothes tighter, feeling the cold air outside.

However, what Zuozuo didn't know was that after she left, the round snowman vanished instantly. After a thick cloud of cold mist, a tall, aloof man appeared, coldly watching her retreating figure.

Chapter 42 The Man Colder Than Snow

How long would it take to walk? She didn't know.

The surroundings were still an endless expanse of white. She felt like she had entered a room with four white walls—white ceiling, white walls, white floor…no matter what she did, she couldn't find her way out.

Not long after, the sun began to slant from one side to the other.

Golden sunlight shone on the silvery snow, dazzlingly brilliant. It was so bright she couldn't open her eyes, so she had to squint and continue walking. She had to find a place to rest before dark.

What to do? Should she dig a snow cave?

Completely exhausted, she leaned against a small snow mountain, panting slightly. She habitually leaned her entire weight backward, but unexpectedly—"!"—half of the small snow mountain collapsed.

"Pfft!"

Dongfang Zuozuo couldn't help but laugh. She couldn't help it; this comedic effect was something she had created herself. For the first time, she felt she had a real talent for comedy.

Her gaze drifted casually inside, and a sudden thought struck her. She stood up from the snow with a smug air, as if the disheveled figure wasn't her. She leisurely brushed the snowflakes off her clothes, wrapped her fox fur tighter, and went inside.

It was a natural snow cave, requiring no effort from her. This temporary shelter, acquired without any work, was of course extremely satisfying.

She casually found a flat spot to lie down. This snow must have been there for a very long time; it wouldn't melt. She played with it in her hand, only feeling its coldness; it hadn't melted.

A smile played on her lips, and her breathing quickly became even. Before drifting off to sleep, she murmured, "Brother..."

Dongfang Zuozuo had no idea how long she had slept, because when she woke up, the warm, setting sun still hung in the sky, seemingly unmoved.

Now—it should be almost the beginning of summer. Summer here is coming soon.

Unconsciously, she had already spent more than half a year in this ancient, wild land. Time flies. Suddenly, she remembered what Lei Wang had told her: time here is forever frozen in a year, never moving forward. So, in the 21st century, it should be summer now. Her brothers… she wondered how they were…

She brushed the snow off her clothes and started searching for water.

The soft sunlight on the snow gave her a warm feeling, even though it was useless against the low temperature. It was a warmth that filled her soul, like the cozy memories of sitting with her brothers in a private movie theater after school, eating snacks and drinking cola. She

smiled faintly, her mood brightening at the thought of returning soon. Thinking of these things, her steps became light, and in this beautiful environment, she forgot about time, wandering

aimlessly . Suddenly, she stopped. “Ding-dong,” the clear sound of flowing water came from ahead, rhythmically rising and falling, composing a melodious tune. It was so beautiful, like the sound of water tapping on a glass bottle, clear yet echoing with the silence of a glacier. Dongfang Zuozuo smiled and quickly walked behind the snow-capped mountain where the sound had come from—Ah! Covering her mouth, she didn't cry out, standing dumbfounded in front of the chilling spring, staring at a sexy, naked male body exuding an imposing aura. Although she could only see his upper body, it was already stunning enough. The man was also looking at her, his cold silver eyes unwavering, even the lines of his handsome face were hard and cold. From those frighteningly cold eyes, she couldn't detect any displeasure. However, being stared at by this indifferent man made her very uncomfortable. She felt goosebumps all over her body dancing under his gaze. The temperature in his eyes must be colder than snow... Chapter 43 I'm Looking for You. Uh, no emotional fluctuation, he shouldn't be angry. Zhang Cheng! Her small mouth, suddenly realizing her intrusion, flushed red. She turned around and hurriedly walked to the side of the snow-capped mountain. "Sorry!" There was silence behind her, not a sound. But this silence made her uneasy. Her small feet traced lines on the ground. What should she do? She had just seen a small waterfall behind the man; that was where she needed to wash and drink. "Um, may I come in?" For a long, long time, only the tinkling sound of flowing water answered her. Dongfang Zuozuo was somewhat angry. She took a few steps to the back of the snow-capped mountain, but unexpectedly, the place where the man had stood was now empty. The calm lake surface seemed as if he had never existed; not even a ripple appeared. In such a short time, even if someone had gotten out of the water, the lake surface couldn't possibly be so still. Everything just now seemed to be just her illusion. Hmm? Was what she just saw just an illusion? Impossible! Ah! Oh no! She then realized that the "object" she was looking for was the man from before! She quickly reached the foot of the waterfall, washed up hastily, and set off. She shouldn't have gone far; she should be able to find him, right? But—how was she going to complete this task? That man seemed uninterested in her… otherwise, why would he turn and leave? Running nervously across the snow, she bit her lip, feeling a sense of bewilderment. Suddenly, she remembered the advice the Creator God had given her—she had to make him fall in love with her first, otherwise, given that boy's personality, he wouldn't… love? Thinking of that word, Dongfang Zuozuo couldn't help but shudder. Make that ice-cold man fall in love with her? Was it even possible? Did that millennia-old ice understand emotions? Did she have the ability to melt him? She seriously doubted it. But the Creator God wasn't wrong either; a man with that kind of personality wouldn't make love to a woman unless he had feelings for her. This task seemed far more difficult than she had imagined. Dongfang Zuozuo was preoccupied with how to attract his attention, forgetting to consider what would happen if she were truly loved by such a man, and what her fate would be if he betrayed her… She chased and ran. Still unable to see him, she sat dejectedly on a patch of ice, feeling thirsty. She picked up a plum blossom, put it in her mouth, and let it slowly melt. The refreshing fragrance of the plum blossom improved her mood considerably. Then she began to think carefully: he was a god; she couldn't possibly catch him. Yes, how could she have forgotten such an important fact? Then, if she couldn't find him, should she make him come to her?

Hmm, that's a good idea. But getting that ice block to come to her on its own is even more difficult. How? Perform a striptease? Forget she can't dance, even if she danced here for three days and three nights, the man

probably wouldn't even glance at her. This is his barrier, isn't it? Such a simple and clean environment; it's clear the man hates complexity and chaos. A simple, icy world, a serene and clear place without worries…

She thought, using that method to deal with him would be feasible.

Three whole days passed, from finding the few coal mines behind the waterfall to painstakingly causing them to spontaneously combust. However, the flames from the spontaneous combustion successfully ignited.

Although the man, who was extremely fastidious about cleanliness, believed he would never allow such a thing to happen in his territory.

Sure enough—

even though she had attracted the man herself, she was still startled to see the "giant ice pillar" already standing before her when she opened her eyes after waking up.

His cold, unwavering eyes stared at her. Despite her provocation, Dongfang Zuozuo couldn't detect any displeasure on his perpetually indifferent face; he remained emotionless.

After a long silence, a few emotionless words escaped his thin, sensual lips: "You're courting death."

She swallowed hard, feeling increasingly like a dwarf from Lilliput in his towering presence. She stubbornly

bit , refusing to give in. She had to go back! No matter the cost!

"No, I'm looking for you." She proudly raised her head, telling herself she couldn't treat him like a god; otherwise, she would always be inferior.

Chapter 044 Take Me.

Without any surprise, without any joy or anger, without even glancing at the messy pile of coal, he lightly raised his hand. The mess Zuozuo had created had been replaced by Bai Xue, as if it had never existed. He merely glanced at her coldly, then turned and left.

The lack of reaction was the expected reaction.

"I want to follow you." Dongfang Zuozuo wasn't angry; she'd treat this man like a robot.

She glanced down at the arm being held by his delicate white hand, then raised her hand to shake him off. Unexpectedly, Dongfang Zuozuo released her grip first, took a few steps back, and then lunged at his back, grabbing his neck and hanging on him like a koala. She thought, "Whatever, I might as well die!" Besides, he hadn't killed her while she

was asleep had he?

"You're really courting death." This time, she heard the anger hidden in his tone.

The man grabbed her from his back and threw her to the ground, his icy eyes piercing her like blades.

"Ugh!" The soft snow-covered ground wasn't hard; Dongfang Zuozuo only groaned slightly, struggling to lift her head to look at him. "I'll do anything as long as I can follow you."

He looked down at the small body curled up in the snow, its fox fur tightly wrapped around it, revealing only a delicate little face, indescribably moving. Those stubborn yet pitiful, brimming eyes seemed to be begging for its master's affection.

"What do you think you can do for me?" For the first time in her life, she hastily averted her gaze, her throat dry, her voice surprisingly hoarse.

Hearing this, Dongfang Zuozuo's heart sank. Yes, he was a god, and the ruler of gods at that.

What ? She didn't notice the unusual tone in his voice, her eyes dimming. No, she couldn't let him go. If she failed this time, finding him again would be difficult. Perhaps he'd be captured by those beasts in the meantime, and then…

Suddenly, his sharp gaze fixed on her eyes. His ghostly figure moved in front of her in an instant, one hand gripping her chin. His piercing gaze was intense, almost suffocating her. His cold breath, carrying a distinctive masculine scent, pressed against her face, “Your purpose?”

In that instant, Dongfang Zuozuo felt her chest heave violently, pounding like a drum. Those eyes—fierce like a wolf, sharp like a leopard, and chilling like ice. Under that gaze, she felt as if she were naked before him, with nowhere to hide.

Her fists clenched silently, and she lunged at him, wrapping her arms tightly around his waist, burying her face in his broad chest.

"Take me!"

Dongfang Zuozuo was resigned to her fate. She really wanted to end it all and go home. This constant torment seemed endless… She felt she couldn't melt this block of ice. Even if he raped her, it didn't matter; as long as it was done, she could go home.

However, the moment she pressed against the cold king, her aversion to skin-to-skin contact caused her to reflexively shudder. At the same time, she felt his unnatural stiffness, and a chill ran through her. This test gave her a sense of unease; this path was likely long and arduous. This

man , just like her, was extremely averse to being touched. How long would it take for him to go from getting used to her closeness to actively making love to her…

Before he could react, Dongfang Zuozuo quickly pulled away, biting her lip, lowering her head, and twisting her fox fur coat in her hands. "I'm sorry!"

A woman must know when to advance and when to retreat, when to be bold and when to be reserved. Constantly clinging to him would only disgust him, especially a man like the cold king. She needed to have some intimate contact with him at appropriate times, but not too much; it was best to keep it subtle until one day he took the initiative to approach her. Only then would he truly be used to her intimacy. Knowing

his reaction earlier, she knew she should stop while she was ahead; otherwise, if he became disgusted with her, she wouldn't even have a last chance. The

cold air flowed silently between them. The Cold King looked at her with a gloomy expression, making her uneasy. His handsome face, seemingly frozen, grew even more somber for a moment before returning to its original indifference. He glanced at her indifferently and strode away. Dongfang Zuozuo hurriedly followed behind, but the distance between their legs was too great, forcing her to jog to catch up. Despite the extremely low temperature of the snowy plain, she felt fine beads of sweat forming on her back, and soon she was panting heavily. Actually, Dongfang Zuozuo was just too tired to think. Judging from the fact that the Cold King hadn't disappeared from her sight, she had already succeeded halfway. His expression remained indifferent, but who could see into his heart? "Huff, huff—" She was struggling to breathe, her lungs aching from the effort, her heart pounding wildly from the long jog. Looking up, she saw him two or three meters to her left. His cold, handsome profile remained unmoved; he didn't even glance back at her, silently continuing to walk. The slanting sun shone on him, the snow etching his sharp, handsome features, making him seem like a god, a perfect statue. Because he always seemed indifferent, devoid of emotion. What could possibly move this man? For the first time, Dongfang Zuozuo felt curious about a man; she wanted to peer into his heart. Lost in these rare moments of reverie, the distance between them increased by a few meters. "Huff, huff—Hey! Can you slow down?" With all her might, she finally reached him, hands on her hips, blocking his path. "I am the Cold King," he truly lived up to his name, even his voice was icy. Though she inwardly resented him, she couldn't help but shrink back when she looked up and saw the unseen storm brewing in those cold, silver eyes, and stammered, "Uh... Ah Leng..."

The man called "A Leng" stiffened slightly, but said nothing, turning and continuing to walk.

She was stunned. How could she have called a stranger so intimately? And—he didn't object? She stared at his tall back for a moment, then followed. This time, she didn't fall behind. Unexpectedly, he actually slowed down, though

his strides were still long, the frequency had decreased. For a moment, she couldn't describe the feeling in her heart.

Two shadows, one large and one small, stretched long in the sunlight on the snow, yet possessed an inexplicable harmony.

And this long road seemed endless. He led her, walking and walking…

Dongfang Zuozuo felt very tired. The road had no end; she didn't know where they were going, and she didn't know time. There was no night here; the sun always hung there. Looking back, their footprints had mysteriously disappeared; the natural phenomenon of one footprint per step was not confirmed here.

During the journey, both of them walked in silence. Dongfang Zuozuo didn't dare ask where they were going. She vaguely felt that Leng Wang was playing her. With his abilities, he didn't need to walk; a simple teleportation would suffice. Besides, this was his territory; what difference did it make where they went?

As she walked, she pondered, what methods could make a man fall in love with a woman? Or rather, what she really wanted to know

was if there was a shortcut?

She wasn't a love expert, nor did she have any dating experience; even if she racked her brains, she couldn't figure it out. Recalling the countless movies she'd watched, the male and female leads were madly in love, practically sparking each other after only a few meetings. And now? She and Leng Wang had met twice, hadn't they? Did he have feelings for her? But—even if he did, she wouldn't believe it. Was this how love manifested? Cold and indifferent, walking ahead as if she were merely a dispensable diversion to him. The male and female leads in movies were inseparable, like glue, wanting to be together every second, just

like …

Wait, wait!

Her, and her brothers?

Chapter 46 Blood Pool Hot Spring

!

When you reach your physical limits, you can have all sorts of illusions. Her brothers were just like siblings to her, although sometimes they really acted like a couple. They liked to kiss her lips, and even though she would protest, they would still half-seriously, half-jokingly bite her lips and say, "Our Zuozuo is so sweet." They liked to hold her and lazily lie in bed on weekends, "forcing" her to watch horror movies, because she would always bury herself tightly in their arms and wouldn't dare to watch a single scene. They even liked to play pranks on her, taking turns pretending to be a couple to tease some shop assistants, then touching her inappropriately and pretending to take advantage of her, making many waiters look at their table with newfound respect.

Because of this, she spent too much time with her brothers, and coupled with her overly aloof personality, she appeared arrogant and had no friends. From a young age, her brothers had shown her Western movies and TV shows, mostly about family

relationships . Westerners are very open-minded; in their families, kissing is an expression of affection, and kissing on the lips is normal

. So she always thought they were just very close since childhood and didn't see anything wrong with it.

She shook her head violently, trying to shake off the images of her intimate moments with her brothers. They were just siblings, just siblings, just siblings…

She suddenly stopped, shaking her head frantically. This inexplicable behavior caught the attention of the Cold King, who turned around and fixed his eyes on her.

Finally realizing that something was wrong with her surroundings and herself, Dongfang Zuozuo stiffly looked up and saw his cold gaze, as if it wanted to pierce through her eyes and look into the depths of her soul.

He—he must be unhappy, right?

Observing his expression carefully, his strong features were still as cold as ice, and his silver eyes were like a frozen lake, without ripples.

However, she finally saw a small wrinkle between his normally smooth eyebrows, the size of a line, but she

could tell that he was frowning.

He was angry?

Why?

Suddenly, the cold-blooded king lifted her with one hand, hoisted her onto his back, and began to move across the snow like a machine from a science fiction movie. His leaps were more like teleportation.

Startled by this sudden action, Dongfang Zuozuo clung tightly to his neck, her mind blank. The scenery before her eyes flashed by

like scenes from a movie, changing one after another. Wherever he went, although it was all white snow,

different views appeared from different angles. She couldn't help but marvel at the wonders of nature, and suddenly a question popped into her head: could he have created all these scenes?

At this moment, Dongfang Zuozuo forgot something very important—what about his germaphobia?

"Splash!"

Before she could react, she was casually tossed into a hot spring, now completely soaked.

"You've gone too far!"

"Wash yourself clean!" He coldly tossed out these words and walked out with an unhappy expression.

Dongfang Zuozuo was furious. What was that man angry about? It was so inexplicable! Wash herself clean? What does this mean! He thinks she's dirty? She's not his slave, why should she obey his orders?

Just as she was about to get ashore, she remembered her purpose, dejectedly splashing herself backward

into the hot spring. Suddenly—"Ah!"

A blood-red hot spring? She blinked in disbelief. The water was a deep red, spreading outwards like blood, the water churning, as if from hell, misty and barren, creating a terrifying blood-red atmosphere. It looked rather frightening, especially the bubbles constantly making "plop plop" sounds on the surface, making one's heart tremble. What a hellish spring… This man, you really can't judge a book by its cover…

Although she had never been to a blood-filled hot spring in Japan, she had heard of them, so she wasn't particularly surprised.

She took off her clothes, her flawless white body slowly sinking into the pool of blood. Although soaking was quite comfortable, she

quickly thoroughly because the color of the water looked increasingly unsettling. Only when she was about to get out did she realize—her fox fur coat had also been thrown in, completely soaked! What was she supposed to wear?!

Chapter 047 A Bizarre Illusion

What an Arrogant Man! She hadn't realized that she easily lost her temper when she was with him; normally, few people could anger her so easily.

"Hey!"

After soaking in the water for a while, there was no response.

"Hey--! My clothes!"

A long, long time passed, still no response. Dongfang Zuozuo went from being angry to anxious, thinking, "Could he be making an excuse to leave me here and then walk away?"

"Hey! Are you there? Hey--!" She almost had half her body above the water, growing increasingly anxious, "A-Leng? A-Leng, are you outside? Please answer me, okay?" "

From now on, call me by my name." Suddenly, a cold voice appeared behind her, the warning obvious.

"Ah!" Anyone would be startled, their heart skipping a beat. Dongfang Zuozuo immediately turned around angrily, "How can you be so rude? I called you so many times and you didn't answer me!"

The sounds behind her grew fainter under his strange gaze. His usually calm silver eyes now held an inscrutable light, making the hot spring water feel like it was boiling. Seeing his normally cold silver eyes suddenly gleam, she realized what he was looking at. Reflexively, she crossed her arms, submerged herself in the water, and instinctively glared at him.

Seeing her actions, the cold king's eyes flickered, staring intently at her, showing no intention of apologizing or leaving.

"You…" she uttered, then a red flag flashed in her mind. What was she doing! Seducing him was her goal! Should she go along with it now? Would he fall for it? He seemed only to be observing from the sidelines, showing no intention of making a move. If she boldly provoked him now, and failed, only to be disliked instead, it would be a complete loss.

"Thump thump thump"

—her heartbeat underwater wasn't fast, but it was unusually loud, sounding to her like a landmine planted in her heart, making her incredibly nervous.

And so, they stared at each other, silver eyes meeting dark ones, the atmosphere incredibly tense.

However, soaking in the hot spring for too long caused a suffocating feeling in her chest, making it hard to breathe. Dongfang Zuozuo opened her small mouth uncomfortably, inhaling the steam rising from the blood pool in small gulps. "Excuse me... could you please leave for a moment..." If she didn't get up soon, she would suffocate!

The Cold King remained motionless.

"You!" Enraged by him, Dongfang Zuozuo stumbled, losing her strength and sinking into the water. "Ugh... glug glug..." Help! She didn't want to drink her own bathwater!

With a "splash," she was lifted up again, in the exact same position as before, held by the Cold King with one hand. But she no longer had the strength to curse him, desperately spitting out the water, ignoring the fact that she was hanging naked on him.

Finally regaining her breath, she found herself draped in a large cotton-padded coat, enveloping her petite frame like a custom-made quilt. Exhausted, Dongfang Zuozuo leaned on his shoulder, breathing weakly.

His embrace wasn't as cold as he appeared; instead, it was warm. Dongfang Zuozuo was so tired that she forgot he was holding her again, which was unusual for him. She felt a strange sense of security in his arms. Overcome by drowsiness, she automatically found a comfortable position in his embrace, comfortably closing her eyes, her lips slightly parted, curling up like a lazy cat. Soon she fell into a deep sleep, her small mouth turned upwards, releasing sweet breaths.

It must be just a dream, a hallucination… because she actually heard his laughter and those unbelievable words: “From now on, you can only be my little lazy cat, hehe…”

Perhaps it was because she hadn't rested properly for too long, perhaps it was because she was too attached to this comfortable and warm embrace, perhaps it was because subconsciously she didn't want to face reality. Dongfang Zuozuo slept soundly until the world seemed to darken.

And during that time, she had a very long dream, a strange and eerie dream.

She dreamt that her brothers stood side by side in the sunlight, in a beautiful, dreamlike garden filled with roses and her favorite lilies, smiling radiantly at her, and then—they proposed to her in unison! She

was going crazy, absolutely crazy! How could she have such an unimaginable dream?! Her head was about to explode. However, when she woke up, she tried to recall the dream, but she had completely forgotten it. She couldn't remember anything, only a vague impression that she had a very strange dream; otherwise, her heart wouldn't have been pounding so hard upon waking, and the panic in her heart wouldn't have been so obvious, frightening her.

Chapter 048 Ice Sculpture Castle

Opening her eyes, she was greeted by the warm, shining sunlight, mingling with the pure white of the snow, dazzling her eyes. The bright sunlight forced her to wake up.

What a beautiful snow scene! But she had never seen snow here before. Was all this snow accumulated a very, very long time ago?

Her soul slowly returned, and Dongfang Zuozuo suddenly realized she was comfortably lying in a man's arms! And in a very familiar position; she seemed to have mistaken him for one of her brothers, nestled against his strong arms.

"I'm sorry!" She quickly sat up, immediately feeling the muscles in Leng Wang's leg twitch beneath her. Panicked, she pushed against his chest, trying to stand up—"Ah!"

Just as her bottom left his thigh, she was pulled back, falling violently back into his arms. Her eyes widened in bewilderment as she looked up into Leng Wang's silver eyes, which gleamed with an unusual light.

"You…" What… what's going on? How could he…? Ignoring her astonishment, Leng Wang freed one hand, and under her gaze, a snow-white lotus flower appeared in his palm amidst thick

mist The flower wasn't large, about the size of a bowl, but the feeling it gave her—was so cold, like

him, utterly devoid of warmth.

"Eat." He coldly held the flower to her lips, his eyes revealing no intention.

"What is this?" Edible like those ice flowers?

"Ice Pool Sacred Lotus." A strange glint flashed in his silver eyes, faint and quickly vanished before she could even grasp it.

Ice Pool Sacred Lotus? What is that? A lotus growing in ice? Are there such incredible plants?

"I don't want it..." This flower looked strange. Why was he suddenly not resistant to her anymore, and even holding her for so long? The more she thought about it, the stranger it seemed, yet she couldn't explain why. But overall, it was a good thing for her, wasn't it?

"Eat it!" His cold tone hardened, and Dongfang Zuozuo trembled.

"No—uh..." The petals flew into her mouth as she spoke, sliding down her throat with lightning speed. She gurgled uncomfortably a few times, then suddenly felt a warm sensation spreading from her abdomen, and her previously cold hands

and feet warmed up.

She looked at the Cold King in surprise, only to see him still expressionless, pressing his hand on her pulse and nodding in satisfaction.

This thing—could it be a medicine to keep warm?

But…why was he being so kind to her? Holding her so intimately, how come he wasn't stiff? Wasn't all of this too strange?

The Cold King looked down at her, her eyes wide and unblinking, and a slight smile appeared on his lips. With a wave of his hand, a cloak,

almost the size of a blanket for her, enveloped them both. She was tightly held in his arms, her head pressed against his chest, completely concealing Dongfang Zuozuo within the large cloak. His intoxicating masculine scent filled her nostrils. For some reason, she felt her body begin to heat up, a familiar warmth surging in her lower body. She was terrified. What was happening? Why was her body acting so strangely?

Just as she struggled with her body's strange reaction, the cloak was pulled open, and the scene that appeared

dispelled previous thoughts.

They found themselves inside a colossal castle—a castle seemingly built of ice, its crystal-clear carvings shimmering like diamonds. The shimmering light reflected from the largest icicle in the center, almost blinding her. Words like "magnificent" and "awe-inspiring" were insufficient to describe this castle. Each icicle was adorned with exquisite carvings, and the floor was made of ice crystals; she feared every step would be dangerous, the floor appearing incredibly slippery.

The temperature within this ice castle was noticeably higher, as if these weren't ice blocks, but rather houses built of warm jade.

Was this his residence?

Although the room had warmed up, the arms that had been holding her like a child still didn't let go. Her eyes slowly turned to meet his, and the instant their gazes met, an inexplicable current surged through them both. "P-put me

down

." She struggled slightly, her small hands pulling off the pure black cloak wrapped around her. The cloak fell to the floor with her movement, creating a stark contrast with the translucent floor, making the black cloak appear indescribably elegant and luxurious. A warm breeze quickly enveloped her, deepening her surprise. Could it be—that these really weren't ice blocks, but warm jade?

"These—are they ice or jade?" Staring at the smooth floor with wide eyes, Dongfang Zuozuo grabbed his collar and asked.

"How many brothers do you have?"

"What?"

Caught off guard by the question, she didn't have time to react.

"Do you love them?" His gaze held no sharpness or accusation; all she saw was boundless coldness, as if his silver pupils concealed the world's hardest, coldest glacier, and within that glacier lay a bottomless black hole, from which she would endlessly sink, sink, until she reached the deepest recesses of his heart. She swore she had never seen such a gaze before—a

gaze that, though devoid of emotion, sent a chilling pain through her, an undeniable fear. Dongfang Zuozuo was speechless, unsure of what to say, how to answer, or how he knew.

"Heh..."

She was utterly stunned. This man was laughing?

The Cold King's fingers slowly brushed the hair at her temple, speaking in an almost eerie, nonchalant tone, "This is the last chance. After this, if I hear those words again from your lips..."

Dongfang Zuozuo blinked hard, as if confirming she was dreaming.

The instant she opened her mouth to breathe, she saw those cold lips slowly approaching, and her heart pounded. She knew it wasn't nervousness from liking him, but panic from fear. When their lips were less than half a centimeter apart, he stopped. His chilling aura enveloped the air around her, making the surrounding atmosphere oppressive, and she felt a suffocating pain in her chest.

"Then, you'll come to hell with me!"

Come to hell with me... come to hell with me... come to hell with me... She could see her eyelashes flutter irregularly, but she dared not close them. Her eyes were unblinking, as if her soul was being sucked into those bright silver pupils, that deep, turbulent silver vortex. One wrong move, and she felt she would be dragged into an abyss of no return.

To hell...

This was the first time she had encountered such a strange and complex man, the first time she had felt a fear from the depths of her heart. She felt her whole body trembling. Yes, she was terrified.

She was afraid of this man.

"You like lilies?" The moment his voice rose slightly, she found herself surrounded by a pristine sea of white flowers. The Cold King held her close, lying on the blossoms, gazing at the white sky together.

He rolled over, burying his face in the crook of her neck. "I've washed away their scent for you..."

His warm breath warmed her neck, and Dongfang Zuozuo shifted uncomfortably, only to be immediately held firmly by a pair of strong arms. "So fragrant... Sleep..."

She didn't want to sleep; she had so many things to think about. What exactly was that dream she'd had? But—his low, husky voice seemed to possess a magical power, hypnotizing her. In less than five seconds, she drifted off to sleep.

The two slept in each other's arms.

Chapter 50: The Play Can't Continue?

The river water rippled on the half-broken ice, splashing with water droplets carrying ice fragments, creating a mess everywhere. However, the man, seemingly accustomed to everything before him, patiently sat and waited, ignoring the mess on the shore, even though it was his territory.

"Had enough playing?" He picked up the girl who approached him with one arm, changed her into dry clothes—the mess behind them had somehow been cleaned up—and changed her into dry clothes. Though expressionless, he took off his outer garment step by step, his voice revealing a hint of doting affection.

"Hmm, but I still haven't caught one." She pouted in dissatisfaction. There must be fish in the water; she clearly saw them, but she just couldn't catch them.

"Good girl, we'll come again next time. Now, sleep with me." She said, but she still couldn't catch one. "Good girl," the cold king said, carrying her into the clean, warm bedroom.

Sleeping, who could possibly know... The man sat down with delight, it really was just sleeping.

Two months had passed, but he still couldn't catch one. "Good girl, be gentle!" The soldier plopped down in surprise. Their relationship was like that of an unusual young couple: a sleepy boyfriend and a gentle, aloof girl. Every day, she would sleep with him from dusk till dawn. He, in turn, would accompany her to do all sorts of strange things, like catching fish with his hands, swinging her on a swing while holding her, and, unexpectedly, opening his arms wide in delight, planting flowers with her. This interaction seemed harmonious and warm, but for them, things like planting flowers together were truly strange.

Because the aloof man, who disliked being touched, always liked to hold her while sleeping, and every time, he slept very, very soundly.

Because, with a smile on his face, the little devil excitedly rushed to the door. The aloof girl, with ulterior motives, was doing things her brothers had done with her, every single time, step by step! The soldier opened his arms wide in delight, and she was completely absorbed, oblivious, often even forgetting her own purpose.

And yet, every time they slept in each other's arms day and night, intimately inseparable, they had never even made love, not even kissed.

Wasn't that strange?

Did he not like her? Impossible. There was always someone better. The shadowy figure froze, overjoyed. She saw warmth in those cold silver eyes. When she woke up in the morning, she was even surprised to find that two icy pools had melted into soft streams, intimately connected, slowly flowing and drifting as they looked at her.

Wasn't this love? Then why didn't he touch her? Didn't he have desire? No, it was becoming more and more frequent. Every time he held her, she never expected it… The mysterious figure knelt on the ground, overjoyed. The hard object pressing against her lower abdomen was so obvious, so familiar; she couldn't possibly not know it. But—why was he holding back? Every time she stared at him stiffly, it was so familiar… who could possibly know? The soldier, his heart hardened, rushed to the door, always seeing a pair of silver eyes stained black and white with desire, deep red veins, and bulging veins on her forehead. He struggled to restrain himself.

But whenever she made intentional or unintentional advances towards him, he always coldly avoided her, ruthlessly, darkly, and mercilessly turning his back on her.

Why?

Did he despise her for having been with other men, for being defiled, and for having the same kind of fastidiousness as her? If so, what about her plans? Could she ever go back?

With a soft sigh, nestled in his warm embrace, Dongfang Zuozuo blinked, nuzzling her cheek against his chest, and looked up at the man's sleeping yet still cold and stern face. Suddenly, he revealed his secret with delight, gently stroking his perfectly hard chin, "You," Dongfang Zuozuo blinked, "what exactly do you want?"

She had done everything she could, obeyed. Dongfang Zuozuo blinked, completely stunned by what she hadn't expected! Obedient, tender, she truly didn't know what else she could do to make him take her. Dongfang Zuozuo felt she was at her wit's end. Perhaps his liking for her hadn't reached the level of love; perhaps he was just too lonely, needing someone to keep him company; or perhaps, she really wasn't the right person for him.

Heh, a self-deprecating chuckle escaped her lips. She moved her hand away from his chin, slightly widening the distance between them. Now, the parties involved were asleep. There was no need to get so into character.

However, just as she turned her back to him, a powerful force suddenly pulled her back, binding her tightly in the man's iron arms, unable to move. The force was so great that she felt her internal organs being displaced, and she couldn't help but groan and struggle.

"Ugh... let... let go..."

With a leap, the Cold King pressed her down in mid-air, a powerful force pulling her back, a smile on his face! The soldier knelt on the ground without warning. Dongfang Zuozuo had just caught her breath when a powerful force pulled her back, but she was again captivated by his sinister and terrifying eyes. Cold, so cold. Step by step, the soldier excitedly took off his outer garment. She felt her body was freezing. How terrifying! Just one look, yet it stirred up such a monstrous wave. Yes, cold, waves surged in her heart.

"Can't keep up the act?" His face was gloomy, a pair of bewitching silver eyes coldly staring at her, an oppressive feeling washing over her. Who could have known? The man plopped down, overjoyed.

Chapter 51: A Tumultuous Night

. Dongfang Zuozuo felt her teeth chattering, making it difficult to speak clearly. Trying to gather her thoughts, she pretended to be calm, looking into his eyes with a cold expression. Although her heart was in turmoil, she knew that silence was the best response. His icy eyes stared at her, and she didn't dare wipe the cold sweat from her body, afraid he would notice her nervousness.

The cold king slowly pried open her tightly clenched fists. Suddenly, the soldier, surprised, announced the ending, saying in an emotionless tone, "If you want to continue playing, silence is the best response." His icy eyes stared at her. "I don't care. I'll play your little tricks if you like." She

watched as her white fingers were pried open one by one with just the right amount of force. ---Fresh Fresh Column under protection--Please respect the author's wishes and do not reprint without permission---Strangely, his hand would automatically soften whenever it touched her fingers. This awkward gentleness, after a heavy rain, the man surprisedly took off his coat. It was when he exposed her disguise that his expression became extremely cold. At this moment, as long as you like, suddenly! I rolled and crawled, revealing the secret. Dongfang Zuozuo felt a strange gas churning in her chest.

"But—you'd better remember, you're my woman! Destined to belong to me… If you betray me… I'll make you wish you were dead!"

His cold face sent a strange chill through Dongfang Zuozuo. "But—you'd better remember," the determined tone and the maddening glint in his eyes sent shivers down her spine.

She trembled, shrinking back slightly, and nestled her still-shaking body into his arms. Lowering her eyelids, she sat down quietly, her expression concealing all her emotions, and obediently clung to his strong waist.

The cold king, satisfied, embraced her back and lay back down on the bed.

"I'm yours."

A moment later, a soft, almost inaudible voice suddenly came from his arms, gentle and delicate, seemingly concealing all emotion, yet carrying a hint of shy affection. He

was slightly startled, and then, an unprecedented surge of emotion filled his chest. Step by step, the little girl opened her arms in surprise, her breasts bulging, and then, warm and comforting, her expression indifferent, yet strangely satisfied. He couldn't describe what this feeling was like; he only knew that a word suddenly flooded his mind—happiness.

He tightened his grip on her. Then, suddenly! I scrambled and rolled, revealing the secret. He gently lifted her small face buried in his chest, saw her shy, evasive gaze, and a sacred kiss slowly landed on her smooth forehead. Such a delicate and gentle touch, seeing her shy, evasive gaze, this sacred and pure kiss, who could possibly know... The shadowy figure, surprised, flew to the door, and for a moment, she was reminded of her brothers. Suddenly, a crazy thought grew in her heart: having a boyfriend like this is actually very good. At least he has never hurt her, why wasn't he the first one she met?

"Sweetie, ---Fresh Fresh Column under protection--Please respect the author's wishes, please do not reprint without permission---Sleep." His deep voice, accompanied by a satisfied sigh, was slightly hoarse yet undeniably alluring.

On the large white jade bed, two bodies entwined in a tender embrace, perfectly in sync. However, the moment she buried her face in his chest again, Dongfang Zuozuo's eyes turned cold. Yes, caught off guard, the mysterious guest was completely stunned. She was just acting. "Sleep." His deep voice, accompanied by a satisfied sigh, continued. How could she have had such thoughts? She must be crazy! Yes, her expression was cold, simply because she missed her brothers so much. Yes, she wanted to go back. She

hadn't had time to think much about it; how could she have had such thoughts? It just happened so suddenly! She rolled and scrambled, revealing the secret, because in his arms, she never fell asleep for more than five seconds. With a drowsy consciousness, Dongfang Zuozuo drifted off to sleep.

However, this was destined to be an eventful night.

In the middle of the night, ---Fresh Fresh Column under protection--Please respect the author's wishes and do not reprint without permission---The large hand that was originally around her waist slid down and placed on her buttocks, and Dongfang Zuozuo fell into a deep sleep. However, Leng Wang, still holding her in this position, turned over. Unexpectedly, she moved slightly because she was not used to it. Instantly, the hand that was pressing on her buttocks sank into the hollow between her legs. Dongfang Zuozuo felt two dangling fingers touching her private parts, causing an itch. It was truly one mountain after another. She ran away in surprise, frowning and reflexively trying to get away. However, she did not expect that this movement, along with the weight of her pressing down, would cause Leng Wang to insert one finger through the thin fabric, with a very cold expression. The tender flesh inside the vagina had not received anything for a long time, so Leng Wang's finger, just through the thin fabric, suddenly! I rolled and tumbled, revealing the secret. This insertion was truly unexpected. You revealed the secret in surprise, and her passage immediately contracted rapidly, as if trying to suck the entire finger in. The stimulation through the fabric made her vagina unusually sensitive, and the long-absent lustful fluid quickly soaked that small piece of cloth. With the vagina's writhing, the warm, wet cloth enveloped the cold king's finger, which was already half-sucked in.

Chapter 052 Super Size ~h~ Caution

"Ugh..." Frowning, Dongfang Zuozuo groaned, both comfortable and uncomfortable, unconsciously clenching the finger and pressing her buttocks down.

But as if to oppose her, the malicious fingertip lightly circled the entrance of her lustful-saturated vagina before withdrawing it from the fabric.

"Don't go..." Tortured like this, she felt an intense itch and discomfort in her vagina. She desperately reached out and grabbed the hand that was about to leave, pressing it against her vulva, step by step. The soldier, overjoyed, opened his arms wide. Dongfang Zuozuo twisted her hips, trying to insert her fingers into her vagina.

So hot, so hot...

It felt as if an unknown fire was burning and boiling in her blood, especially in her private parts, itchy and empty, hot, especially in her private parts. This feeling, especially in her private parts, was accompanied by a smile! The woman, with a heart of stone, rushed to the door. So familiar...

Having become intimately familiar with desire, who could possibly know...? The man, overjoyed, rushed to the door. How could she not know? His malicious fingertips lightly circled the entrance to her wet, lustful vulva, knowing what she wanted.

She groggily opened her eyes, tears of humiliation welling up. Through her blurry vision, she saw the Cold King, who had somehow regained consciousness. He stared at her expressionlessly, tears of humiliation swirling in his eyes, unmoved by her pleas, letting her hold his hand between her legs, letting her rub it against him, on the verge of tears.

"Ugh... I want it," the woman, overjoyed but completely frozen, whimpered softly, like a kitten scratching at his supposedly impenetrable self-control.

The Cold King clenched his fists at his sides, his eyes still icy cold.

Unable to get a response, Dongfang Zuozuo cried as she threw away her hands, which were tucked between her legs, and quickly curled up on the other side of the bed like a hurt little pet. "Give me..." she sobbed softly, like a kitten, tightly hugging her increasingly hot body, trembling.

"Fire Lotus Seed, after so long without the help of divine liquid, give me..." The soft sobs were like a kitten's, and in an instant! The woman ran silently into the distance. Her body's transformation was slow. At this moment, the little devil, with a smile on his face, knelt down with overjoyed delight

. Provoked like this, her body's transformation was slow; its side effects had kicked in. Although Dongfang Zuozuo didn't know about Fire Lotus Seed, her malicious fingertips lightly circled the entrance to her wet, lustful vulva, but her mind was clear. She knew exactly what she was doing.

Ha, her body's transformation was slow; she was so foolish. Knowing he wouldn't want her, she still threw herself at him, humiliating herself.

"Mmm..." Biting her lower lip, preventing the shameful moan from escaping her lips, she thought, "There's always something better." The dark figure ran off in delight, her delicate lips bleeding from the self-inflicted pain, the blood trickling down her chin and across her pale jaw. She knew he wouldn't want her, her long neck... The scene was beautiful, but her small mouth was a terrible sight.

What had those men done to her body? How could she have become like this?

No, it hurts so much...

A soft thud... her long neck... The scene was beautiful, so gentle! The woman, surprised, foreshadowed the ending. Dongfang Zuozuo rolled from the bed to the floor, trying to rub her burning body against the ground. Because only the floor of the entire castle was made of ice; the rest was warm jade.

Just as she landed, unexpectedly, the mysterious guest revealed the secret with delight. A pair of strong arms firmly pulled her up, and the two of them landed back on the jade bed. The air around Dongfang Zuozuo was filled with his captivating masculine scent, a faint fragrance wafting around her. Her mischievous fingertips traced a light circle on her wet, moist opening, then dissipated. Moreover, when her bitten lips touched the cold king's burning body, her body reflexively shuddered, her hands automatically wrapping around his neck.

She wanted it, she wanted it so badly…

Her small mouth eagerly pressed forward, barely reaching his hard chin. Dongfang Zuozuo hungrily kissed his neck below his chin, occasionally teasing his Adam's apple with her seductive tongue. Her small hands were also busy, exploring his strong, muscular body. The cold king's robe was already tattered, barely reaching his hard chin—unexpectedly! The woman opened her arms in delight, revealing a large expanse of her sexy chest and abdomen.

The cold king swallowed hard, his silver eyes burning with desire.

She heard his breathing quicken, and she couldn't help but tease his sensitive spots even more. Suddenly, he excitedly foreshadowed the ending. Whether for the mission or for herself, she couldn't resist anymore.

"Tsk tsk tsk,"

the room was filled with the ambiguous sounds of her kissing him, her silver eyes burning with desire. She heard it, echoing alone in the empty, icy castle.

Her pink tongue licked the man's two dark red nipples. She cupped the nipples in her hand, her mischievous fingertips gently circling the entrance to his wet, lustful opening, then began to suck and nibble slowly, teasingly rubbing her calves against his inner thighs.

In a daze, she heard the man gasp.

A small hand quietly slid down to his lower abdomen, beginning to suck gently through his robe. After a sudden downpour, she excitedly took off her outer garment and suddenly grasped his already erect, enormous penis.

"Ah!" This time, it was she who cried out.

Because she couldn't even grasp the man's enormous penis! Such an astonishing size, such a huge penis, she never expected it! The woman knelt down without warning, terrified and covered in a cold sweat. The lust within her was half-extinguished by his size. My God, this man's thing is so big! At least the size of an average person's arm, if his huge penis were inserted, she would die! That place would definitely tear! No, she didn't want to do it. Gently and happily, she sat down, no!

Chapter 053 Let Love~h~ Shen Dongfang

Zuo Zuo trembled, forcefully pushing away the man whose forehead veins were already bulging. Although his eyes looked like a beast that wanted to devour people, she thought what frightened her even more was that terrifyingly large penis.

She kept backing away, her gaze darting around, not daring to look into his bloodshot and ferocious eyes.

The Cold King narrowed his eyes and beckoned to her, "Come here."

Dongfang Zuozu shook her head violently, her hair disheveled. After a sudden downpour, the soldiers tumbled and scrambled off their outer garments, strands of hair clinging to their foreheads, streaked with cold sweat from fright.

Yet, as he beckoned to her, like in slow motion, she was horrified to find herself being lifted into the air by his gloomy gaze. This torturous speed felt like a deliberate attempt to torture her, making her watch herself fall into the tiger's den step by step.

The Cold King opened his arms, her clenched fists were pried open, and she was embraced tightly.

"No! Don't!" Pressed firmly into his arms, Dongfang Zuozu cried, arching her back, moving cautiously. The man tumbled and scrambled down, landing on his buttocks, the massive erection pressing against her buttocks frightening her. His

cold face showed no sign of anger, as if deliberately torturing her, moving with extreme care! The soldier, delighted by the foreshadowing of the ending, teased her vulva with his fingers, as if deliberately torturing her nerves. Already under the influence of an aphrodisiac, her body instantly became wet, dripping onto his palm.

"Not going to seduce me? What, scared?" His penis maliciously pushed upwards through her robe, causing her to tremble in fear, yet unable to resist the physical pleasure, she cried out in panic.

"Waaah...no...uh..."

Her pitiful sobs were swallowed, his warm, thin lips enveloping her two delicate, full lips. Step by step, the woman rolled and crawled, opening her arms. The cold king tentatively licked her lips for a while, then, as if tasting the flavor, became addicted, repeatedly sucking. He licked her lips until they swelled, becoming luscious and tempting. He probed his tongue into her slightly parted, breathing mouth—---Fresh Fresh Column Under Protection---Please respect the author's wishes, please do not reprint without permission---The moment he touched her tongue, Dongfang Zuozuo recoiled shyly. Undeterred, he hooked her tongue again, and she didn't know where to hide. Who could know? The little devil tumbled and rolled, leaping towards the door, because no matter where he hid, he would take the opportunity to sweep his tongue across her gums and the inside of her mouth. Seemingly treating kissing as a game, he relentlessly hooked her tongue again, chasing and dodging, relentlessly hooking her tongue again, step by step! The soldier, overjoyed, took off his coat and played with great enthusiasm.

In fact, Zuo Zuo guessed correctly. Undeterred, he hooked her tongue again. Leng Wang did find kissing very interesting. The sensation of chasing and entwining her soft, fragrant tongue was intoxicating. He had never imagined that kissing could feel so intoxicating. He loved her helpless, shy evasion, loved her sweet saliva. Because he hadn't expected it beforehand, the dark figure froze completely, rolling and tumbling. He loved her blushing and panting in a daze.

But—the thought that her sweetness had been tasted by other men made him feel a raging fire burning in his chest, constantly stimulating his nerves. This fire was burning him to the bone. ---Fresh Fresh Column under protection--Please respect the author's wishes and do not reprint without permission---He wanted to strangle her.

Dongfang Zuo Zuo clung to his neck. This playful kiss had ignited a desire that she had suppressed for over a month. She wanted to strangle her. Dongfang Zuozuo clung to his neck, feeling as if her whole body was about to explode, burning and aching. Her vagina was swollen, painful, and itchy because her buttocks were sitting on his erect penis. The mysterious man, with a smile on his face, rolled and knelt on the ground, so the gushing lustful fluids soaked the fabric covering his mushroom head, seeping through his nightgown and drenching his large mushroom.

She couldn't help but twist her buttocks a few times, soaking through her nightgown. Who could have known! The soldier, with a heart of stone, sat down heavily, his penis hardening even more through his underwear, and it seemed to be growing even larger.

"Don't move!" At this moment, the cold king let out a cry like a trapped beast in pain, soaking through his nightgown. His large hand gripping her shoulder hurt her, and she realized that she hadn't taken off her clothes yet. Just this kiss had made her burning with lust. A wave of intense shame washed over her. ---Fresh Fresh Column under protection--Please respect the author's wishes and do not reprint without permission--- She had become far too immersed in this task, and she had acted far too realistically in this play.

Dongfang Zuozuo thought to herself, should she be happy about her acting talent? Or should she laugh at herself for being shameless?

"Ah!" Her swollen lips were suddenly bitten hard, and bright red blood dripped onto the man's teeth marks. She stared with her pitiful eyes, and saw a rare hint of heartache flash in her cold silver eyes. She really hadn't expected it. Her rolling and crawling revealed the secret. She bent down and kissed away the blood on her lips with unnatural gentleness. Although her expression was still cold, the careful pecking and touching, the sacred and pure kiss without the slightest lust, the bright red blood dripping onto the man's teeth marks, was something she hadn't expected beforehand! The soldier, as if on cue, opened his arms and licked her wounded lips with a gesture of worship, making her feel like her precious darling, cherished and protected in his hands.

Dongfang Zuozuo's heart felt as if it had been scorched by a raging fire, then the layers of ice melted away, the worshipful licking of her wounded lips transforming into a pool of soft,

clear water. In an instant, he scrambled and rolled over, grabbing her, the water rippling in the slightly cold wind. "Stay with me, don't get distracted." Four blood-stained lips pressed together, his warm breath filling her mouth. The Cold King warned in a hoarse, magnetic voice, his straight nose rubbing against hers.

"Mmm," for a moment, Dongfang Zuozuo felt lost in his dark, deep eyes, her consciousness blurring as she parted her lips. Suddenly, the scrambling and rolling over foreshadowed the end, her breathing slightly rapid.

"Heh..." He finally laughed, a deep, indescribable laugh, his large hand tenderly stroking her smooth hair, his loving gaze fixed on her face.

At that moment, her breathing quickened slightly. "Heh..." He finally laughed, a smile on his face! Without warning, the soldier rushed to the door. She didn't want to deny it—---Fresh Fresh Column Under Protection---Please respect the author's wishes, please do not reprint without permission---—she couldn't resist this man's allure.

"Be good, let me love you properly..." The lingering kisses, accompanied by these meaningful words, began their assault, sealing away all her hesitation and unease. After a downpour, the soldier tumbled and rolled, stripping off his outer garment, gradually dismantling her defenses. "Let me love you properly..." The lingering kisses, accompanied by these meaningful words, began their assault, conquering and seizing territory.

Chapter 054 I will never let you go in this lifetime~ Spicy~ Shen

Dongfang Zuo Zuo was utterly defeated under such caresses, her soft body clinging to him, her snake-like form entwined with his, her little tongue sucked into his mouth, leading them in playful intertwining.

In reality, the Cold King's caresses and kisses initially lacked any skill; it was only his deep tenderness, considering her feelings, that made her intoxicated, losing herself in it. Men are born brave in bed. Slowly, he learned the techniques to please her from her every reaction. Perhaps it was because she had never experienced such wonderful treatment in her previous sexual encounters, perhaps it was because of the indescribable feelings in his heart, or perhaps it was the increasingly skillful techniques of the Cold King that pleased her. In a short time, she was already in a daze, forgetting the huge man who had frightened her.

His slightly rough hands quietly loosened the sash of her dress, wandering over her smooth bare back, lingering in fascination with the silky soft touch. They slipped under her delicate armpits, down to her beautiful waist, and his mischievous fingertips circled around the edge of her navel. He immediately noticed this sensitive spot from her flushed face and rapid breathing. He inserted his middle finger into her concave navel and hooked it, eliciting a gasp from her.

"Mmm..."

Her alluring moans finally ignited the man's pent-up desire. With a roar, he lowered his head and took her snow-white breast into his mouth, sucking it in as much as possible. The tender white flesh swayed in his mouth with a "tsk tsk" sound, and the nipple was sucked until it hardened like a ruby.

"Ah...too hard...mmm...Ah Leng..." Her head tilted back uncontrollably, her long black hair swinging in the air in a beautiful arc. Dongfang Zuozuo swayed her head, her eyes half-closed, her face flushed and panting, her expression full of charm.

The Cold King's pupils contracted at this beautiful sight, and he teased every sensitive spot on her body even more vigorously with his hands and mouth.

After a long time, her nipples were sore and tingling from being sucked and bitten, a stinging pain, yet an unbearable itch, bright red, like a small red rose, very beautiful.

He suddenly ripped off all the clothes off her body. Clothes, a flawless body, alluringly displayed before him, his eyes suddenly blazed with a bestial light, a sinister glow flickering in his silver pupils. He

easily lifted her buttocks with his arms, revealing her bright red vulva without any concealment to his hungry, ferocious eyes. Unable to restrain herself from arousal, the slit between her labia was wet and sticky, a messy mess, and his hands supporting her buttocks were also sticky and wet. The

Cold King stared mesmerized at the pink vulva, his index finger parting the labia majora, exclaiming, "What a little vixen!" "Little one's here, so small, so delicate..."

Dongfang Zuozuo shifted her buttocks shyly. Nervous, under his focused gaze, her two small labia minora twitched at the deep red opening, releasing an alluring, sweet scent.

He took a deep breath, leaning forward in utter ecstasy, inhaling a sensual, sweet aroma mingled with her unique fragrance. His already enormous member swelled even more.

"I want to test if it's sweet, since so much has flowed." He hooked a strand of saliva from the slit with his fingertip, tasted it, and then buried his head in her vulva. His fingers parted the obstructive labia majora, and his tongue forcefully shoved into the slit. Instantly, the inner flesh began to contract violently, tightly gripping his tongue.

"Ah... ah..." Dongfang Zuozuo screamed almost hysterically. She hadn't experienced such stimulating teasing in a long time. His tongue was so hot, making her itchy little hole feel so good... yet so shameful... She didn't want to scream so lewdly, but she couldn't control the pleasure in her body.

She twisted her buttocks, which were held captive by his large hands, in discomfort, clenching her tongue tightly inside her vagina, unwilling to let go.

Leng Wang pulled his tongue back slightly with difficulty; the tightness in the passage made him feel his desire already raging. He couldn't bear to leave the moist, slippery, and sweet smell. His tongue searched everywhere in the passage, breaking through the layers of resisting flesh, bravely entering inside, his tongue constantly scraping and licking, wanting to suck out more juice. So sweet...

Soft moans and gasps rose and fell, Dongfang Zuozuo's fists clenched so tightly she couldn't utter a complete sentence. She felt like she had melted into a puddle, limp and powerless. She

longed for his tongue to penetrate deeper, but it wasn't enough, still not enough…

She was on the verge of tears, because his tongue tip only lingered on the outer edge of her small opening, leaving the deeper passage empty and itchy.

Her juices flowed incessantly, the fluids he couldn't drink dripping from the corners of his mouth, tracing patterns on his hard chin, creating a sensual and wanton beauty.

"Waaah... Ah Leng, I feel so bad... Ah... Mmm..."

The woman's thirsty cries made the man lift his head from between her wet thighs. What he saw was her alluring posture. Because of desire, her upper body was slightly arched, one hand pulling at her hair. Her slightly rapid breaths came from her swollen, red mouth, which had been abused. Her cat-like languid charm was seductive to the bone. The cold king's throat went dry.

He leaned down and sucked a mouthful of honey from her little hole. "Ah!" With that suck, it felt like her soul was being sucked into his mouth. The sensual and spicy stimulation made her tremble all over. "Waaah... Ah Leng..."

After such a long foreplay, the fire lotus seed in Dongfang Zuozuo's body could no longer endure it. That ball of fire forced her to ferment like liquid in a wine cellar. Because of his teasing, her soul was sometimes thrown up and sometimes sunk. It was gurgling and almost evaporating her whole body.

The Cold King exhaled heavy breaths, his chest heaving violently. A certain part of his body throbbed with an unprecedented pain, yet he stood erect and imposing, eagerly awaiting his charge at the entrance of the Water Curtain Cave, ready to break through the encirclement.

He lifted her slender waist, and softness and hardness collided unexpectedly, causing them both to cry out in unison.

He gritted his teeth, pressing his lips to hers with a tender, lingering passion, panting, "Little vixen, you seduced me. If you do it, you'll be mine from now on, completely and utterly mine… I will not tolerate any betrayal. Have you thought it through? Don't regret it… Once you become my woman, I will not let you go… for all eternity…"

Such a fiery, passionate vow, uttered from his suppressed breaths, carried an undeniable chilling ruthlessness, causing even the completely irrational Dongfang Zuozuo to tremble.

Through her tear-filled eyes, she let out a long "Mmm," lifting her small bottom to rub against his erect penis pressed against her entrance.

"Heh—" With difficulty, he pressed down on her shifting snowy buttocks, and the Cold King slowly lowered his body, gently grinding his astonishingly large and long rod against the slippery entrance of her fleshy hole. His eyes, burning red with desire, struggled to maintain the last shred of clarity. He kissed her small earlobe with infinite tenderness—"Don't even think about escaping from my grasp. Remember, even if I take you, I will never let you go back!"

In a whisper of tenderness and ruthlessness, he suddenly lunged forward, his terrifyingly large genitals plunging straight into her tender little hole with a "plop.

" "Ah—!" Pain! So painful! Her tender little hole was stretched taut by the huge object, seemingly expanding the thin skin of her vagina to its limit. The soft flesh constricted the rod, but no matter what, it couldn't shrink it. Dongfang Zuozuo was so overwhelmed by the pain that tears almost instantly streamed down her face. Her mouth was open, but she couldn't utter a word.

The Cold King wasn't much better off. He had anticipated that her small size wouldn't be enough for him, which was why he had gone through such a long foreplay. He hadn't expected that even this sudden attack wouldn't allow him to fully penetrate. Half of his large penis was inside, with the other half still stuck outside. He tried to push the other half in with his hips, but it only elicited painful sobs from her. Her eyes were blurred with tears as she looked at him pitifully. Her small mouth, barely able to make a sound, and her pale face broke his heart. He could only suppress his surging desire, his veins throbbing as he stopped halfway.

"Don't cry..." His fingers slid to the spot where they were joined, and the Cold King showered her forehead, eyes, cheeks, nose, and mouth with tender kisses, constantly soothing her. At the same time, he gently teased her twitching labia with his fingertips, and softly pressed his index finger against her protruding clitoris, using various techniques to arouse her desire.

Under such delicate and careful touch, Dongfang Zuozuo's tense nerves gradually relaxed, and her vagina began to contract normally, tightening around the penis sucked into her passage. Leng Wang roared with a mixture of pleasure and discomfort, lowering his head to kiss her lips.

"Good girl, I'm going to start now."

URL 1:https://www.sexlove5.com/htmlBlog/19700.html

URL 2:/Blog.aspx?id=19700&aspx=1

Previous Page : [Fantasy] Savage Prisoner (Complete) - 1-3

Next Page : [Urban] Midnight (Complete) - 22-24

增加

comment Open a new window to view comments

Contact Information

[Fantasy] Savage Prisoner (Complete) - 4-6

comment Open a new window to view comments