"Well, I must torture you enough for a woman like you." Shen luofan stares at Chi Xiaoshuang.

"you're not the kind of man who doesn't understand compassion." The voice of Chi Xiaoshuang is like the singing of Huang Yingman, which makes people sound that the bones of the whole body become crisp and numb.

a strange smile flashed on Shen luofan's face: "you're right. I really know how to pity the fragrance and cherish the jade. You're really a demon."

Shen luofan approaches Chi Xiaoshuang slowly. Chi Xiaoshuang's watery eyes stare at Shen luofan's face, and a smile is slightly raised at the corner of his mouth.

Shen luofan suddenly...