After speaking, she couldn’t help but cover her mouth and laugh, the sound full of delight.
In her “Four-in-One” state, Xu Yinsheng lost a bit of her heroic aura and gained a hundredfold charm.
Her pair of phoenix-red eyes were exquisitely beautiful, and laughing so unabashedly made her smile like a blooming flower, breathtakingly stunning and world-shakingly beautiful.
Seeing Xu Yinsheng’s radiant smile, Zhao Yicheng’s lips curved as well, the pain on his body easing a little.
His gaze settled on Xu Yinsheng, filled with indulgence and tenderness.
“Xiao Yin, are you feeling better now?”
He moved his arm.
The wound from the handmade knife had already scabbed over, but the blood-stained cloth wrapped around it was still soaked in fresh blood, a shocking sight.
“If you’re still not satisfied, I’ll stab you a few more times.”
He grinned wickedly and held out his arm in front of Xu Yinsheng’s eyes.
“Come on, stab me some more. Get your anger out.”
“Hmph…”
She snorted coldly, turning her head away to ignore him.
“Xiao Yin, stop messing around, okay?”
He reached out and wrapped his arm around her, burying his head in the hollow of her shoulder and speaking softly, “It’s all my fault. I apologize.”
Looking at the man apologizing humbly in her arms, Xu Yinsheng felt a strange unease in her heart.
She should be angry, should have ended him with one knife, but now… she couldn’t get angry, couldn’t bring herself to strike.
Damn it, why couldn’t she be like the protagonists in the courtyard novels, ending grudges with one stab!!!
The heat of passion cooled in three minutes, and now Xu Yinsheng felt a bit lost.
“Xiao Yin, you know I’m mentally ill. What I did to you before wasn’t my true intention…”
“I’m already getting treatment now. As long as I take medicine, I won’t go crazy like before…”
“Stay by my side, okay…”
“I won’t treat you the way I did before. I won’t treat you like you’re not human…”
“Xiao Yin, I can even take you to see Uncle Xu to prove it… I can make up for the mistakes I made before.”
He repeated, “Stay by my side, okay…”
“Without you, I don’t even know what I’d become. I don’t want to ruin you.”
As he spoke, tears began to flow.
He looked sorrowful and pitiful, making Xu Yinsheng’s heart ache and involuntarily wanting to comfort Zhao Yicheng.
Lowering her gaze, she saw sincere glistening tears, but behind those black pupils, Xu Yinsheng caught a sly, fox-like smirk of cunning success.
Could it be that Zhao Yicheng’s madness wasn’t really illness, but a twisted kind of love?
No, maybe part of it was illness, but another part was overflowing with possessiveness, yandere tendencies, darkness—a selfish love that consumed Xu Yinsheng.
Chaotic, illogical love.
Because he loved too much, he went mad.
Thinking this way, no, there was another possibility: the mad Zhao Yicheng was actually…
“Get lost.” Xu Yinsheng shoved the man away harshly.
“Fight me.”
She gritted her teeth.
“Either I beat you until you’re toothless and you let me go, or I end you and leave on my own.”
What love?
Zhao Yicheng had done so many unspeakable things to her.
No single word could cover it all.
Xu Yinsheng couldn’t understand, and she didn’t want to!
Throw away all reason!!
I’m damn well gonna kill kill kill kill kill!!!
Her blood clan wings spread as she flew into the air, gaining the high ground and putting distance between her and Zhao Yicheng to avoid close combat.
Xu Yinsheng held a knife in her left hand and clenched her right fist, focusing all her energy on Zhao Yicheng.
At this moment, only one thought filled her heart: I’m damn well gonna kill kill kill kill kill!!!
Zhao Yicheng looked up at Xu Yinsheng in midair—blood clan wings, catgirl silver ears, crimson skirt armor, succubus tail—all her features on full display, radiating irresistible allure that made him want to drown in her…
Then, in the next moment, he saw Xu Yinsheng disintegrate in midair, like a powerless angel falling from heaven, plummeting straight down.
Damn, no more blue bar.
That was Xu Yinsheng’s last thought before falling.
“Fusion” was a shapeshifting skill Xu Yinsheng controlled, and it undoubtedly consumed energy.
The more forms she fused, the more energy was spent.
Normally, this energy was replenished by eating and sleeping.
Before, to maintain “Three-in-One,” Xu Yinsheng had shown off with a boxed meal, but later, “Four-in-One” consumed even more energy.
Although she got some high-quality energy from Zhao Yicheng, it still wasn’t enough.
Carelessness meant her blue bar—her stamina—ran out.
Xu Yinsheng now felt like Ultraman after three minutes—her combat power sharply reduced.
The difference was that Ultraman had light to sustain him, but Xu Yinsheng had none.
She fell into a soft embrace.
A familiar scent hit her nose, making her heart race.
Xu Yinsheng opened her eyes, and a handsome face came into view.
“Let me go.”
She glared at the man and swung her handmade knife, but Zhao Yicheng caught it with one hand.
“No.”
Zhao Yicheng kicked the knife far away and grabbed her arm, pulling her into his embrace.
Xu Yinsheng’s lower abdomen pressed against his thigh, her whole body sprawled on him, back facing upward.
He pressed down on her back, rendering her immobile, then tied her hands together with a belt.
“What do you want?”
Xu Yinsheng twisted nervously, struggling to escape, but she was like a crab tied up in knots, unable to move.
A slight smile curved Zhao Yicheng’s lips, but behind his calm expression lurked a trace of madness.
“Xiao Yin, do you know how heartbroken I was when I found out you escaped? My mind was full of you, thinking of how to catch you—break your legs, cut your tendons, brand you.”
“But when I really caught you—no, when you stabbed me—I realized one thing: I can’t, I won’t do that.”
“The dark side of this world is far darker than you imagine. Whether mind control or physical modification, with enough money, you can customize anything.”
“I don’t want to treat you like that. But I want you to obey. Still, I know if I truly did that, you wouldn’t be my beloved Xu Yinsheng anymore, just a commodity named ‘Xu Yinsheng.’”
“So…”
Zhao Yicheng kissed Xu Yinsheng’s smooth, pale face madly, tears streaming down as he whispered,
“I beg you, don’t force me. I don’t want to become a devil, I don’t want to destroy you.”
Whether from remorse or pain, tears trailed from his eyes, mingling with his frenzied kisses, some even sliding into Xu Yinsheng’s mouth.
“So salty,” she murmured.
“Next, I’ll give you a punishment. This is the little patience I have left.”
Zhao Yicheng’s eyes went hollow as he spoke in a barely audible voice, “Maybe, in the future, I really won’t be able to hold back, won’t be able to stop becoming that devil. When that time comes, we’ll meet in hell, forever.”
A large hand struck Xu Yinsheng’s buttocks with a crisp smack!
“Ah~”
Xu Yinsheng couldn’t help but let out a soft cry.
Then a burning pain spread through her backside.
“Learn your lesson?”
Feeling the elasticity of the palm, Zhao Yicheng pulled his nearly broken sanity back to focus on punishing Xu Yinsheng.
He didn’t hit too hard, but the position was humiliating.
Xu Yinsheng, stubborn as ever, wore a defiant expression, refusing to submit.
“Get lost!”
Even as she resisted fiercely, she burst out laughing madly, then begged, “Hahaha, you’re cheating! Don’t tickle my ticklish spots!”
Zhao Yicheng’s hand moved to her underarm, furiously tickling her most sensitive places at increasing speed.
Xu Yinsheng felt her whole body tingle.
She could bear pain, but not tickling!
“Help! Help! Hahaha, let me go, hahaha!”
Zhao Yicheng ignored her and continued.
Xu Yinsheng twisted and struggled wildly, laughing uncontrollably and begging for mercy.
The indescribable ticklishness completely broke her down.
“Old Zhao, please, ugh ugh, ahhh, hahaha.”
Xu Yinsheng laughed, cried, and writhed, seemingly crazed.
“Learned your lesson?”
Zhao Yicheng asked with a smile, his hand never stopping.
“Yes, yes!”
Xu Yinsheng was laughing herself weak.
“What should I call you?”
“Master.”
“Nope.”
Zhao Yicheng’s mouth twitched.
He had no idea when Xu Yinsheng had gotten so bad.
“Daddy.”
“Definitely not that.”
Zhao Yicheng’s face darkened.
“Be normal. You know what I like.”
Xu Yinsheng hummed a few sounds, as if debating. Finally, trembling, she whispered,
“Husband.”
“Anything else?”
Zhao Yicheng tickled her mercilessly.
Xu Yinsheng burst into wild laughter, crying and begging,
“Husband, I’m sorry!”
“Louder!”
“Husband, I’m sorry!!”
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