He stared at her in horror, and when she saw his deep, icy eyes flutter with danger, she pushed him away, then struggled to her feet as if she were running for her life. Her eyes fell on Leng Kui, who was lying on the ground, trembling with anger, unable to say a word. She staggered towards him, but Ihao reached out his long arm and took him into his arms …

"Let me go, you demon! Let me go! " Warmth struggled in his arms, but he didn't say a word. Instead, he curled his lips into a cold smile. He glanced at Leng Kui, who was lying on the ground, unable to speak. The sinister sneer became more and more unbridled.

He exerted some strength into his arm and slightly shifted his body. He then directly placed the warmth on his shoulder.

"Ihao, what are you trying to do? Put me down! "Ihao!" She kicked into the air, and with a cry of surprise, she raised her hand and pounded Iowa's sturdy back.

"Cold and warm, I just told you, I will make those who have hurt me live … no … like … dead!" He gritted his teeth as he said the last four words, turned around, and walked upstairs with quick steps while carrying Warmth.

When he arrived at the warm room, he kicked it away. He quickly entered the room and warmed the bed. Last time, he hadn't taken off his clothes before pressing her down …

Even before Warm had recovered from his terror, the kiss had come in all directions. He kissed her as if she were his eternal enemy. No! His rough, emotionless kiss was clearly announcing to the world that she was his enemy, the greatest enemy of his life.

However, she didn't know where this hatred had come from. Was it just because he misunderstood that she wanted to eat the soup made from his bones? However, her instincts told her that the reason was not that simple. Just what happened ten years ago that made him hate her so much? How could he hate her father so much?

He stared at her in horror, at the mad man on top of him. Fear and panic welled up in him, and he struggled to push the man away, instinctively, when his life or his safety was in danger.

However, Ihao's muscular body was like a mountain, pressing down on Chu Feng. No matter how she tried to push him, he wouldn't budge on her body. Facing this tall body, the warm surroundings were fiercely oppressed by waves of fear. Even if she took a deep breath, the air was filled with a strong sense of fear.

Looking at the fear and panic in Warmth's eyes, Ihao smiled cruelly. His eyes were filled with the speed of revenge. Feeling, he squeezed her warm jaw, forcing her to look at him.

"Cold and warm. If you had lived in heaven and were a proud princess, from this moment on, you would live in the darkest hell in the world. You would be my puppet for life and would never be able to see the light of day." Ihao's deep voice echoed in the dark room.

Ten years ago, he had sworn in his heart that she would atone for the sins that her father had committed. His body, spirit, and pride were all things he wanted to ruthlessly trample and destroy. From now on, her and Leng Kui's pain would be his happiness. He wanted to let them live on in this world and make them regret what they had done.

Ihao straightened his body slightly, then quickly took off his clothes and his strong body. His body pressed down heavily …