Desperate Qian Renxue, Guilt-ridden Yuan Luo

Yuan Luo slowly opened his eyes at some point.

"Where am I?"

Yuan Luo shook his head, utterly bewildered.

Then he flexed his hand. Why did it feel so soft?

Looking down, he saw a naked woman beneath him.

His hand was resting on her body, and he seemed to have touched her moments ago.

Her body was soft, her skin fair, and her hair golden. Her figure was flawless.

Countless scraps of clothing lay around them, making it clear that a fierce struggle had taken place.

Yuan Luo shuddered and quickly got up from her.

"This... this is?"

Yuan Luo's mind went blank as he looked at his bare upper body, unable to describe what he felt.

Taking a deep breath, Yuan Luo sensed the abundant Soul Power within him.

Without another thought, he sealed Qian Renxue's Soul Power.

Once this woman woke up and saw the scene, she would definitely try to kill him. He had to act first.

Looking around, he did not seem to find any bloodstains.

Could it be that Qian Renxue had not been inexperienced?

No way, right?

Had his first time been with someone who was not a virgin?

That could not be right!

A proud woman like Qian Renxue would not fail to value her own body. Otherwise, why would she keep pursuing him just because he had glanced at her, even wanting to kill him?

Yuan Luo looked at her delicate body and swallowed.

Then he looked down at himself.

No matter how precocious an eight-year-old was, he could not possibly be fully developed.

His little body had developed somewhat, hadn't it?

It was indeed small, but at least it could react.

Suddenly, Yuan Luo thought of a possibility.

He cautiously held Qian Renxue's leg and gently moved her legs apart.

White Tiger?

Damn!

Was the Angel Clan really like this?

It seemed he had stumbled onto something unexpected.

There were three drops of blood between her legs.

Could it really be true?

Yuan Luo shook his head. Could it be that he really was incapable?

Biting his lip, Yuan Luo made up his mind.

With trembling hands, he carefully tried to confirm what had happened.

As he moved cautiously, he felt warmth and a strange, increasingly intense sensation.

In the end, he encountered clear evidence that made him freeze.

Yuan Luo truly felt like crying. Why had he come so early? It would have been better to hunt for Soul Rings when he was nine, after his body had developed more.

His first attack had not even breached the enemy's Bunker. He was truly a disgrace to men.

"Bastard! What are you doing!"

At that moment, Qian Renxue's eyes suddenly opened, and pain flashed across her face.

But the emotions she showed most were fury and regret.

She had insisted on coming to kill Yuan Luo, and now everything was gone.

Frightened, Yuan Luo quickly pulled back, but the sudden movement made Qian Renxue frown again.

"Mm..."

A soft gasp escaped her throat, and her entire face turned red.

"Well... I didn't mean to. I just wanted to prove something!"

Yuan Luo scratched his head. Why did Qian Renxue have to wake up now of all times?

"Bastard!"

Looking at their unclothed state, recalling what she had felt, and seeing the faint trace of blood on Yuan Luo's hand—

Qian Renxue flew into a rage and tried to mobilize her Soul Power to kill Yuan Luo.

But all her efforts were futile. Yuan Luo had already sealed her Soul Power to prevent precisely this.

Qian Renxue threw a punch at Yuan Luo's face. Even without Soul Power, an ordinary punch from a Soul King was still quite heavy.

Reacting swiftly, Yuan Luo seized one of her arms, then caught the other. Crossing her arms, he subdued Qian Renxue.

With her arms crossed before her, her posture became even more awkward and exposed.

Yuan Luo's mouth went dry as he stared at the sight before him without blinking.

"Bastard!"

No one knew where Qian Renxue found the strength, or perhaps Yuan Luo had let his guard down because of what he was seeing.

Qian Renxue managed to free one hand and slapped Yuan Luo hard across the face.

At once, Yuan Luo's cheek burned, and a distinct handprint appeared on it.

Yuan Luo's face darkened. He shoved Qian Renxue away, and she fell to the ground.

"Qian Renxue, do you think I don't dare touch you?"

Qian Renxue froze, and so did Yuan Luo.

Yuan Luo regretfully smacked his own forehead.

Damn! Why had he revealed Qian Renxue's identity? He really could not afford to be reckless.

"You... how do you know?"

Qian Renxue had never expected him to know who she was.

Before the age of eight, she had remained in Spirit Hall. No one knew her identity or appearance, and only a few elders even knew her name.

From the age of nine, Qian Renxue had concealed herself beside the Crown Prince and had never used her real name. Over the past seven years, Yuan Luo was the first person she had met while showing her true face. Why did he know her name?

"Hmph!"

Since he had already said it, there was no taking it back.

Yuan Luo stepped forward and tied Qian Renxue's hands behind her back.

Fortunes shifted; now the emperor had come to his house!

Their positions had completely reversed. How could Qian Renxue, without Soul Power, defeat Yuan Luo, whose physical strength was exceptional?

"I'm saying, little girl, you're in my hands now. Can't I do whatever I want?"

Qian Renxue had not yet recovered from what had just happened and remained dazed, never expecting Yuan Luo to approach her.

By the time she reacted, it was already too late.

Even if she had reacted sooner, it would have made no difference. After all, she no longer had Soul Power.

"Let me go!"

Qian Renxue struggled constantly, and the arrogance on her face had vanished.

Her struggling made her body tremble, and Yuan Luo found himself looking away too late.

He held both her hands in one hand and wrapped his other arm around Qian Renxue.

Her slender, smooth waist stirred restless thoughts in him once more.

The next moment, a soft gasp rang out.

Yuan Luo's hand crossed a boundary he should not have crossed.

The sensation made him instinctively tighten his hold.

"Girl! Even if I take more from you, what can you do now? You'd better understand the situation!"

Reluctant to let go, his left hand wandered lower, and Qian Renxue's body trembled with every movement.

In the end, her entire body went limp in Yuan Luo's arms.

Yuan Luo released her and stood up.

He took out the largest set of clothes he had from his Storage Soul Tool and put them on. Looking at Qian Renxue lying on the ground, something in his heart seemed to stir.

By then, tears streamed down Qian Renxue's face. Her face was pale, devoid of all color, and her eyes had lost their light, leaving only dull emptiness.

"Kill me."

She slowly closed her eyes, as though waiting for death to come.

Yuan Luo's hands trembled. Had he gone too far?

A girl's chastity was the most important thing to her. If what happened while he was unconscious was not his fault, then what about what he had done afterward?

A surge of guilt rose in his heart. He did not know why he had acted that way.

Qian Renxue had indeed wanted his life before, and he had been furious.

But what he had just done seemed even more unbearable than killing Qian Renxue.

Suddenly, a thought appeared in Yuan Luo's mind.

Would Qian Renxue turn dark and become a second Bibi Dong?

If that really happened, the outcome would be terrifying.

Without saying anything more, Yuan Luo took out his largest piece of clothing and crouched down.

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On Qixi Festival, some people were on their beds at home, some were on beds in inns and hotels, while I sat before my computer desk, using my keyboard as a bed to write about them being on a bed too!