Evil Prince, Come Play With Me

Chapter 617 - So What If I Slap You?

Chapter 617 So What If I Slap You?

He never thought that Mo Qian’er would have the courage to kill herself, but reality was proving that she did!

There was nothing she was afraid of. She even dared to kill him.

Lu Fenying was frightened. He was afraid that Qian’er would really step on his head and become disobedient and do whatever she wanted, and he wouldn’t be able to control her.

He quickly took Mo Qian’er out of the water and into his bedroom. He had someone change her clothes.

“Red Wolf, fetch the Gold Thread Consolidated Rope from the warehouse,” Lu Fenying said to Red Wolf as he watched someone help Mo Qian’er change.

Red Wolf accepted the order and left.

Mo Qian’er’s face turned extremely pale. She knew what the Gold Thread Consolidated Rope was for.

That rope could stop any person from moving at all. The royal family used it on dangerous criminals.

Lu Fenying wanted to imprison her. No, not just imprison her, but to completely tie her up and deprive her of her freedom.

She lay on the bed and looked at Lu Fenying calmly. “If you tie me up, Your Highness, you will taste the pain of losing Su Muwei.”

Lu Fenying glared at her sharply. “Try it!”

“Let me say the same to you.”

Try tying me up.

Mo Qian’er had never felt more resolute or prouder in her whole life.

She even felt that if she died with a backbone like this, she would be able to live happily in her future lives.

Lu Fenying stared at her eyebrows, her face, her hips; her entire body. Nothing had changed. She looked exactly like before, but she was no longer the old Mo Qian’er.

Her eyes and her expression had changed. He couldn’t see any fear on her face.

Lu Fenying rushed to the bed, pulled Mo Qian’er up, and tore off the clothes that the maids had just put on for her. “I think you need a beating.”

Very quickly, Mo Qian’er was naked. Looking at the slight swell of her abdomen, the fire in Lu Fenying’s eyes burnt even more fiercely.

He bit her belly.

Shocked, Mo Qian’er slapped the left side of his face.

Lu Fenying raised his head and looked at her acidly. “You dare slap me?”

Mo Qian’er was stunned too. She looked at her palm and couldn’t believe that she had just slapped him.

But did Lu Fenying not deserve the slap?

Of course he did!

“That’s right! I just hit you. Why can’t I slap you if I dare kill you?” Mo Qian’er’s voice was still gentle and light, as if she was just talking about the weather, but her words were maddening.

Infuriated, Lu Fenying bit her breasts, and a certain body part of his that had hardened nudged her, ready to move.

Qian’er’s heart jumped, and she blocked him with her knees. “Your Highness, the baby is only three months old. I’ll lose the baby if you do that.”

Lu Fenying slapped her buttocks. “Spread your legs!”

Qian’er asked doubtfully, “Are you sure you want to lose the baby? That’s fine with me.”

That being said, Qian’er was still on guard and didn’t move.

“If you have a miscarriage, you can always get pregnant again.” Lu Fenying spread her legs, held her down, and abruptly entered.

Mo Qian’er cried out in pain, her voice like that of a hurt kitten, which made his heart itch.

Lu Fenying lowered his head, seized her lips, and started moving without care for anything else.

Qian’er tried to push him away, but couldn’t. She didn’t have anything on her that she could kill him with. Lu Fenying now wouldn’t let her touch anything sharp.

How could she resist?

She couldn’t kill herself even if she wanted to. She was currently too weak to die together with this man.