The Brand of the Kiss: the Demon Lord's Demonic Pet (Full Version)

Under the begonia flowers, she turned her back to him. "I never loved you. Let me leave! The game is over!" He locked her in his arms like a furious lion, leaving an eternal mark on her chest. "I want you to remember me forever! Everything you owe me, I want you to repay twice as much!" … She was confused when she saw him again. In the mist, he gradually came closer. He looked at her in his arms and smiled evilly: "Why, are you so afraid of me?" … She went toe-to-toe with him and accidentally tore his clothes. He smiled: "Can it be said that you are so impatient right now... That you want to throw yourself into my arms?" … She offered him medicine, but he refused. She cried, but he smiled: "I want you to feed me..." His fingertips tapped her lips: "No, not with a spoon, but..." … She fell into his arms, as light as a feather. He cried. She smiled weakly: "Don't cry, you are... The king..." … Who made an everlasting promise in front of the Sansheng Stone? Who is it, wandering in the darkness looking for the warmth in memory? The mandala blooming quietly on her chest, who left the imprint of the kiss?