I Bound Myself to a Destructive Witch

The arrogant and insolent appearance made one's heart itch with irritation,

Angry yet with nowhere to vent!

Mu Qingtong's cold, tense face showed some subtle changes as her round thighs beneath the skirt flexed, taking advantage of Mr. Xia's self-satisfaction, suddenly rising again.

But in the next moment, four bouquets made of arms sprung from the ground, coiling upwards, gripping the ankles of the two women in black skirts.

Like chains locking them onto Xia Feng.

Xia Feng's right hand pressed on Mu Qingtong's waist, pulling her back fiercely, forcing Miss Mu who was sitting in a duck posture to press forward without any gap between them.

The black eyes and golden pupils so closely confronted each other, Mu Qingtong's back arched and tense, toes clenched tightly, her heart as if lodged in her throat. This unprecedented tension, was an experience she had never encountered since she gained consciousness.

Except for the moment of Mr. Xia's death which briefly blanked out her mind.

Even in life and death situations, she had never been so lost in composure.

This feeling... she disliked it intensely! Yet she did not hate it too much....

Mu Qingtong's pupils relaxed slowly, quickly regaining her composure, stabilizing her chaotic thoughts, her gaze tranquil, she couldn't panic! It wasn't the time to panic.

Indeed at this moment, it was the greatest predicament she had ever faced in her life.

Enough to leave a deep impression, unforgettable for a lifetime.

But only unforgettable.

A so-called predicament, is meant to be escaped from, there exists no plight that Mu Qingtong cannot solve in this world.

But what method could she use to escape this current situation?

Method....

However, just as she was rapidly thinking, the man whose black eyes were so close to hers had already curved into a teasing arc, casually lifting her small face with his fingertips as if admiring a toy that had already surrendered!

"!!!" Humiliation struck directly at the spirit! That look was really infuriating, Mr. Xia!

Mu Qingtong could not maintain her composure any longer, her emotions, usually calm, surged like a tsunami for the first time, the anger beneath the cold lake of golden pupils like a terrifying volcano erupting molten lava that would burn everything to the sky!

"Buzz——!" The situation suddenly shifted, those pretty cold eyes turned authoritative, the pupils twisting into a sacred hammer symbol more holy than before, Xia Feng felt the terrifying pressure on his soul, almost making him faint.

"Mr. Xia, do you think that with just this! You can subdue me?" The indifferent voice like a king's descended from the sky,

Xia Feng's pupils dilated, Mu Qingtong's gaze icy as she prepared to suppress the mad Xia once more! Yet at this moment,

"Mr. Xia, I like you."

The sudden confession softly, incredibly tenderly uttered.

This was from the black-skirted woman standing silently at the glass high platform in the holographic image beside them, who finally lowered her head and parted her red lips after a long silence, confessing like so.

On the sofa, the two Mus: "——!"

Xia Feng's dilated pupils shrunk back to normal, and then he personally saw Miss Mu's golden pupils slowly expand, her beautifully arched back that was tense being gently touched by his hand, went rigid in response, displaying an odd posture.

The long, curled eyelashes trembled lightly, lowering, though her expression didn't change much,

Yet the strands of silver hair clinging to her lips seemed about to be scorched by the inexplicable heat rising from her pretty face....

She gently frowned, pressed her lips together, her eyes half-closed, yet delayed in turning her head, thus Xia Feng, smiling broadly, grasped her delicate chin, turning her head for her, very kindly showing her the view of the laboratory not far away.

The scene of the confession was reflected into Mu Qingtong's cold golden pupils of Golden Lake, she personally witnessed herself leaning close to the silent skull of Mr. Xia, whispering that extremely stupid, seven-word sentence again,

"Mr. Xia, I like you..."

"Second time." Xia Feng with thin lips close to her ear, yet his tone carried no hint of teasing, only a light puzzlement, "Miss Mu, do you like me so much? Hmm? Does a confession really need to be repeated twice?"

"!!!!!!" Clearly it was just an ordinary question, clearly no longer mocking or teasing her, yet Mu Qingtong's keen mind paused abruptly at this moment.

Mr. Xia's words seemed electrified, causing a faint tingle like ants and electric currents to spread through the beautiful feet placed on either side of the sofa, traversing up her calves and waist to reach her nerves, trembling at her neural terminals——

Brain instantly blank!

She didn't understand....

How did Mr. Xia achieve this.....

Xia Feng lightly caressed the curve of Mu Qingtong's back with his palm, clearly feeling how Miss Mu's body was unprecedentedly stiff, her thighs in duck posture tightened and pressed over, as if a frightened cat whose fur stood on end.

Delightful~ truly delightful~

Mu Qingtong likewise noticed Xia Feng's petting motion, her taut nerves immediately vibrating like a string catching sound, the cold fire anger burning in her golden pupils, opening her mouth to speak, yet her foot seemed tingled by electric snakes rising from ants.

"What is it?"

Xia Feng, fearless, faintly smiled, sensing as if he'd grabbed onto Miss Mu's cat tail stuck up, pulling it hard, making her bare her teeth and claws in fury but helpless.

Slap~ a pat to her upturned hip

The black skirt fell slack, her silky shoulders shivered.

"!" The endurance of the silver-haired witch reached its limit, she suddenly broke free of the constraints with her right hand, grasping Xia Feng's neck, those eyes like a lioness squinting, "Mr. Xia, do you think that just with these few words, you'll assume you've already defeated me——"

"I like you!" Not far away, the black-skirted woman murmured again, "Mr. Xia..."

Mu Qingtong's cold words cut off: "....."

Xia Feng chuckled: "Oh, third time."

"!!!!!!"

The sound very light, the smile also very bland, but to her at this moment, either Xia Feng's gentle, carefree voice or his smug beyond annoying expression! Both were like whips of humiliation, harshly lashed on her buttocks.

Slap~ the clear sound transformed into immense shame swelling inside her heart, metamorphosing into frenzied disgrace trampling her soul, until it ignited the wicked fire in her blood and bones!

Wildfire spread, instantly swelling the void heart to the point of bursting, her neural ends aching, pulling at her consciousness, sinking further, towards the abyss, towards the ocean floor——

Falling.

Until submerged by seawater, foggy, suffocated.

"Miss Mu, what's wrong with you now?" Xia Feng feigned puzzlement, the joyous smile at the corners of his lips completely uncontrollable, with fingertips casually lifting the witch's chin, admiring this Evil Witch's current loss of composure.

He suddenly discovered, even though Miss Mu felt so ashamed, humiliated, her face didn't change a bit, not turning scarlet like Evil Dragon Miss, nor becoming flirtatiously red like Jiang Qiue.

But if one reached to touch, the temperature of her face was incredibly hot, especially at her earlobes, flushing an adorable faint red. Barely visible to the naked eye, threads of heat rose, drifting, the golden eyes also showing a moment of bewilderment.

However, before Xia Feng could savor this fascinating sight a bit more, Miss Mu's interesting demeanor vanished in an instant.

The beautiful eyes swiftly returned to cold indifference, calmly staring at him: "Mr. Xia, I'm still sticking to my word, what conclusion can you draw from just these few words?"

Hmm?

Xia Feng's black eyes narrowed slightly, seems like she still wants to struggle desperately?