This remaining rationality and fear.
Her only thought now was a craving, was that pleasure.
Those dignities of deities, contracts of marriage, and even the fear of being discovered became completely worthless at this moment before that madness-inducing thirst.
Never mind him...
The Water God shook her head in agony, her ice-blue long hair scattered messily across her jade face, and she struggled to turn that tear-stained, alluringly beautiful face away.
In those eyes veiled with a heavy layer of moisture, there remained only nearly obsessive pleading and eagerness. She leaned hard backward, trying to catch Bai Qinchen's aura, and begged, "I beg you, even if he is standing outside the great hall right now, even if he comes back now, you must still give it to me, attack me, do not stop, I only want your attacks."
Hearing this noble principal deity cast her husband aside without hesitation for the sake of pleasure, the sense of achievement in Bai Qinchen's heart reached an unprecedented satisfaction.
"Is that so?"
"Since you are not going to mind him anyway," Bai Qinchen laughed in a low voice, curled the corners of his lips, and said, "Then call me husband and let me hear it."
This was undoubtedly the ultimate humiliation and betrayal.
Yet to the Water God at this moment, this was a life-saving straw capable of pulling her out of an abyss of agony.
Without the slightest struggle, nor even a moment of hesitation, the Water God parted her red lips slightly and completely cast aside her last shred of a bottom line.
"Husband..." She cried uncontrollably, tears sliding down the corners of her eyes, her voice carrying a bone-deep, sweet coquettishness and flattery as she called out without reservation, "My good husband, I beg you, attack me quickly."
"Since Lady