Faced with Xu Wudi's terrifying "Hungry Tiger Pounce," Hong Yu rolled his eyes in frustration.
He didn't dodge or evade, looking as if he'd accepted his fate. "Come on, then. Since you've decided to force yourself on me, I won't resist. But please, be gentle!"
The moment he said this, the face of Xu Wudi, who had just been so fierce and menacing, darkened.
Three dark lines seemed to appear on her smooth forehead.
She dodged past Hong Yu in a flash, looking sullenly at his cunning expression. "You scoundrel."
Hong Yu laughed. "Me, a scoundrel? How could I ever compare to you? Locking me in a room and telling me that no one would save me even if I screamed myself hoarse?"
"You..."
Xu Wudi's pretty face instantly flushed red.
This infamous she-tyrant, however, couldn't escape the feelings of a young woman after all. Her earlier ferocity vanished as she sullenly walked over to a nearby table, sat down, and began pouring and downing cups of wine from a pot.
