Pei Ning transformed into a little beggar snatching food from wild dogs.
Fortunately, she awakened the system and gave birth to a face that was very similar to the fallen demon king.
Who doesn't know that the Demon Lord was the only "old lover" of Tianjian Sect elder Ying Jianxue.
Pei Ning smiled as he looked at the sick and beautiful master in front of him who had a broken heart, was blind, and coughed up blood all day long.
She decided to play a big game: using this face, she could play with the first monk of the right path in the palm of her hands.
Every late night in Fengqi Mountain, Pei Ning acted like a clumsy but bold hunter:
She deliberately whispered those taboo words in Ying Jianxue's ears;
By acting coquettishly, she challenged Master's bottom line inch by inch with her fingertips;
She was deeply scheming and thought she was in control of every step. She watched the woman as cold as snow lose control of her, go crazy for her, and humble herself to the dust for her.
Pei Ning thought that he was the pinnacle of control, the winner who played chess and played with the gods.
But she didn't know that every time she fell asleep complacently, what kind of morbid madness would overflow from the corners of those "blind" eyes.
She didn't even know that those "scheming thoughts" that she was so proud of were actually bait fed to her by Ying Jianxue herself.
What she thought was "resistance" was Ying Jianxue's tacit approval of coquettishness.
What she thought was "control" was a trap carefully laid by Ying Jianxue.
This is a story of two-way training and self-imposed cocooning
Reader comments
A very well written book, both forced and yandere
Recommended, I feel the author writes well, I hope the author can update it soon [Sending heartfelt wishes][Like]
A very well written book, both forced and yandere
Recommended, I feel the author writes well, I hope the author can update it soon [Sending heartfelt wishes][Like]