After learning the truth about this island from the extras, Xu Yinsheng’s blood boiled with rage, wishing she could kill Zhao Yicheng on the spot—tearing him apart a thousand times still wouldn’t satisfy her hatred.
Before staking out the bedroom to assassinate him, she had already prepared herself mentally to either succeed or die trying.
But now, she was pinned down on the bed.
Gods above, she was no longer a delicate canary!
She was an assassin—a killer sent to eliminate Zhao Yicheng.
That bloodied bandage still dripping on his arm was her handiwork.
Logically, as enemies, Zhao Yicheng should have shown no mercy—either slitting her throat outright or at least knocking her unconscious with a strike of his hand.
But what had Zhao Yicheng just said?
“Then I’ll just take you right here…”
Take her? And right here?
They were in a state of combat!
What kind of lustful demon was he?!
Watching Zhao Yicheng begin to pry open her breastplate, Xu Yinsheng quickly shouted, “No, no, no, the door’s not closed! What if someone passes by and sees?”
“It’s fine. I’m crazy; I don’t care,” Zhao Yicheng said with a careless look.
With that, his hands didn’t stop.
Soon, he had torn off the semi-transparent breastplate covering Xu Yinsheng’s chest.
He tossed the piece onto the floor, revealing a pair of snowy white, full breasts that instantly caught the eye.
A faint scent of fresh milk wafted through the air, stirring one’s appetite, making it hard not to want to take a bite.
But Zhao Yicheng didn’t continue.
He lowered his gaze onto the lightly struggling figure beneath him, a smile curling at the corners of his mouth.
“Now, can you listen to my explanation properly?”
Unexpectedly, Xu Yinsheng suddenly changed her tone.
She smiled.
Her soft, delicate egg-shaped face, bright and lively eyes, high nose bridge—heroic and charming all at once—she said, “Come on, I won’t resist anymore. Remember to be a little rougher. Don’t let me look down on you here in bed.”
As she spoke, she took a deep breath, swayed her waist, and lifted her hips…
Xu Yinsheng, in her “Triple Fusion” state, possessed the sweet, soft voice of a vampiric loli, the indomitable aura of a valkyrie, and the supple, tender body of a silver-haired cat-eared girl.
Any other man would have lost control by now—bursting the button on his pants and wildly lunging forward.
But Zhao Yicheng hesitated.
That whole act was just to scare Xu Yinsheng into calming down and listening to his explanation.
If he really took her here in this position, Xu Yinsheng would definitely blow up afterward.
But now, she was offering herself directly?
Zhao Yicheng didn’t even believe it himself.
“Didn’t you say you wanted to take me?”
“Hubby, master, Lord Baba, come on, take me.”
“I’m so thirsty.”
Seeing Zhao Yicheng remain motionless for a long time, Xu Yinsheng coquettishly fluttered her eyes, mocking him out loud.
“Oh my, such a timid dog. Afraid to take me, huh?”
“I have to do it myself.”
As soon as she finished speaking, a shadowy succubus phantom clad in revealing leather armor leapt out above her head, driven by some mysterious force, merging into Xu Yinsheng’s body.
Zhao Yicheng only saw a flash of crimson.
The next moment, Xu Yinsheng’s lower body twitched strangely, and a slender, heart-shaped tail stretched out from under her vacuum micro-skirt.
The tail was a seductive pink, swaying enticingly with her movements, exuding an overwhelming aura of temptation.
“What are you trying to do?”
Zhao Yicheng felt a bad premonition rising in his heart as he saw this.
“Nothing.”
Xu Yinsheng’s beautiful eyes sparkled with a smile as she intertwined her fingers with his, holding him firmly in place.
Xu Yinsheng’s “Triple Fusion” strength already rivaled Zhao Yicheng’s.
If the succubus hadn’t been a natural asset of the Ai Grass species—fully invested in seduction—then in her current “Quadruple Fusion” state, she might even overpower Zhao Yicheng.
“I just want to drain you dry.”
The heart-shaped succubus tail suddenly split open in the middle…
Zhao Yicheng’s face immediately turned green.
He tried to pull back, to release her.
But Xu Yinsheng wouldn’t let go, her fingers clenching tightly, refusing to release, her legs wrapping around his waist like a python’s grip, squeezing with all her might!!!
“Xiao Yin, I’m sorry. I admit defeat.”
Zhao Yicheng hastily begged for mercy, not knowing if he could endure it.
After all, in those adult animations, it was easy to be utterly drained.
But it was useless.
Xu Yinsheng acted as if she couldn’t hear him, determined not to let go even in death.
“Xiao Yin…”
“Shut up.”
Xu Yinsheng was furious now, glaring fiercely at him.
“Today, only one of us will walk out of here standing!”
Damn it!
She was going all out to kill Zhao Yicheng!!!
Luckily, Zhao Fengcheng had undone his own belt earlier…
Xu Yinsheng looked at Zhao Yicheng with a half-smile.
Restraint, suppression, endurance, and pleasure all flickered across Zhao Yicheng’s face like a quick slideshow.
In the end, under Xu Yinsheng’s performance, Zhao Yicheng quickly entered sage mode!!
Tell me, when is a man most relaxed?
Most careless?
Least on guard??
Without a doubt, sage mode!
“Hic!”
At the exact moment Zhao Yicheng entered sage mode, Xu Yinsheng couldn’t help but let out a satisfied burp, as if some essence had nourished her entire body, even restoring much of her stamina.
Suddenly seeming to realize something, her expression twisted sharply as she glared at the man on top of her.
“Get up!!”
With a sudden surge of strength, she pushed him away with her ten fingers and rolled off the bed.
Xu Yinsheng grabbed the handmade knife from the floor and thrust it toward Zhao Yicheng’s neck!!
“Xiao Yin, calm down.”
Zhao Yicheng, pushed out of sage mode by her shove, quickly grabbed a pillow to block the fatal strike.
The knife cut through the pillow, sending countless feathers floating into the air!!
Seeing she couldn’t stab him, Xu Yinsheng swung the knife at his heart.
The blade grazed his chest clothing but was blocked by Zhao Yicheng, who seized the chance to grab both her hands, trying to restrain her.
“Xiao Yin, calm down first.”
“Calm my ass!”
Xu Yinsheng struggled for a few moments, then suddenly used her forehead as a weapon, ramming it fiercely into Zhao Yicheng’s nose.
Zhao Yicheng quickly turned his face aside to dodge.
Taking advantage of this, Xu Yinsheng scrambled up and tried to run.
Before she could stand properly, her wrist was tightly grabbed and yanked back.
As soon as her foot touched the ground, her body lost control and collapsed into his arms.
“Let go of me!” she pushed hard against his chest, struggling to break free from his hold.
“Listen to my explanation first.”
“No.”
Using the moment, Xu Yinsheng pulled out her right arm, made a fist backward, and slammed it hard into Zhao Yicheng’s lower body.
This blow struck the man’s vital spot.
In gaming terms, a critical hit!!
“Ugh!”
Zhao Yicheng gasped in pain, his handsome face contorted, and his legs instinctively clamped shut.
Seeing Zhao Yicheng’s miserable state, Xu Yinsheng finally felt vindicated.
The anger inside her dissipated somewhat, and she cheerfully said, “How’s that? Does it hurt like crazy? Hahaha!”
“Hahaha!!”
“Serves you right! Serves you right!”
“Just desserts! Just desserts!!”
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