But as she thought, that hollow, ravenous feeling flooded her mind. All Zheng Yuqin could feel was Zhao Fu pressing down on her, making love to her in every way imaginable. She could not help letting out a moan, one hand reaching for her breast while the other slipped into her panties.
Afterward, Zheng Yuqin lay limply on the bed, a sense of guilt surging through her heart. "How could I fantasize about doing that with Zhao Fu?"
She truly had no face left to see Zhao Fu again. Zheng Yuqin herself did not know what exactly she felt for him now. Though she could be certain that she regarded Zhao Fu as family, deep in her heart there were also a few other thoughts. At that, her face flushed crimson, and she felt she could not remain here any longer.
Zheng Yuqin packed her things. She planned to put the various shirts and pants she had bought for Zhao Fu into the wardrobe, then leave. She would never see Zhao Fu again.
But when she opened the wardrobe, Zhao Fu's scent rushed at her again. Zheng Yuqin's legs went weak, her consciousness growing hazy. A series of indescribable sounds soon echoed through the room.
"That woman triggered the darkness in the depths of your heart, didn't she? The Six Desires Immortal Scripture is an immortal cultivation technique—even I cannot fully control its power. I already knew about the darkness in your heart. Zhao Fu, why not completely embrace that darkness? It would be of enormous help to both Great Qin and you!"
With an exceptionally seductive voice, as if there were boundless benefits awaiting him, Golden Dragon tried to persuade Zhao Fu.
Zhao Fu flatly refused. "Cut it out! I would never do that. I don't want to