A low voice sounded beside Medusa's ear.
Warm breath brushed against her ear, making it itch.
Medusa cried out in surprise. A solid chest, warm skin, and an intense masculine scent surrounded her completely.
She instinctively tried to struggle, tried to push Lu Xia away.
However, the Dou Qi within her body could not be mobilized at all under the suppression of the Soul Contract.
To Lu Xia, her resistance looked more like a coy refusal.
"Lecher! Let go of me!"
Medusa was both flustered and embarrassed, but there was little intimidation in her voice.
Lu Xia held Medusa in his arms, savoring her soft body with an expression of enjoyment.
He lowered his head and leaned close to Medusa's ear, his voice hoarse. "I'm no lecher."
"I'm your master!"
With that, he exerted force with both arms and lifted Medusa up.
Medusa's body hung in the air, and she instinctively wrapped her arms around Lu Xia's neck.
"Y-You, put me down!"
Lu Xia turned a deaf ear, carrying her toward the bed in large strides.
Watching the bed draw ever closer, Medusa's expression changed.
"You... don't!"
Her voice carried panic and helplessness.
Lu Xia lowered his head and looked at her flustered appearance, then burst into laughter.
"Don't worry."
"I'll be gentle."
As soon as he spoke, he reached the bedside and gently laid Medusa down.
The bed curtains slowly fell, concealing the room's amorous atmosphere.
Red candles flickered, casting shifting shadows.
Spring filled the bed curtains, and the night passed without another word.
The next morning.
Sunlight streamed into the room.
On the bed, Medusa curled beneath the blankets, smooth skin exposed.
Her eyes were open as she gazed resentfully at Lu Xia beside her.
That bastard had tormented her for most of the night, and now