After being put through the wringer for several days.
Zhou Xiaoming finally understood.
What kind of personality Crimson Red, the Magical Girl, had.
Two words described her perfectly: living for the moment and doing whatever she pleased.
That was right.
Everything Crimson Red did could be summed up by those two phrases.
Why?
How had a beautiful, mature girl become like this?
She was like those people at the bottom of society who lived without any hope. Her reason for living was not to pursue dreams or hope. She lived simply to keep living.
Like a walking corpse, beneath her beautiful shell lay a hollow soul.
"Maybe she became this way after suffering a series of devastating blows. The old her was probably a sunny, cheerful, lively, and kind girl like Lu Xiaoyuan and the others, right?"
That was Zhou Xiaoming's guess.
Then he looked at the girl lying beside him, her slender arm draped over his chest, her eyes closed, her lashes trembling slightly, her lips curved into an adorable pout.
For the first time, Zhou Xiaoming felt the desire to enter her heart.
But the thought vanished in an instant. He shook his head with a bitter smile. "Enter this Witch's heart? What kind of joke is that?"
Zhou Xiaoming only hoped that after this girl had had enough of tormenting him, she would let him go and spare his life.
So, one week later.
After bringing Crimson Red to another peak of pleasure, Zhou Xiaoming cautiously voiced his hope that she would release him.
"Scythe Sister, it's been so many days, and you've enjoyed yourself plenty of times. Isn't it about time you let me go?"
"You want to leave?"
Crimson Red's eyes narrowed into pretty crescents.
"Mhm, mhm."
Zhou Xiaoming nodded innocently. "Scythe Sister, please be