"From today on, you are just my king's plaything..."
"You..." The demon fox didn't give Murong Xuefeng a chance to retort, and bit into Murong Xuefeng's cold red lips domineeringly. The sharp fangs tore into the delicious food, and the barbed tongue was thin and long. Every time it penetrated the deep throat, Murong Xuefeng was as painful as fire.
The demon fox stretched out its sharp claws to touch Murong Xuefeng's neck, and drew five deep blood marks along Murong Xuefeng's Adam's apple, "This is what happens if you ignore this king's warning."