The lady is reborn? The crazy villain kisses her forcefully and won't let go!

The handsome face coupled with the impeccable figure exudes the ultimate charm.

"What are you going to do?"

Mu Luan had no intention of appreciating it. She struggled to get up from the bed, with a thousand thoughts in her mind.

Could it be that Jun Zhao has taken a fancy to her?

However, this thought only flashed through Mu Luan's mind like a ripple and was shaken out of his mind.

Jun Zhao was not one to show his emotions easily; he was patient and restrained, pretending to be a cool and aloof gentleman.

But beneath the skin lies a brutal and evil spirit that has the power to destroy the world.

He can use this body without any psychological burden to achieve any purpose he wants.

Mu Luan knew very well that Jun Zhao had no desire for love at all.

Seeing that Jun Zhao had no intention of replying, Mu Luan did not plan to stay alone with him any longer.

This suffocating atmosphere made her feel deeply uncomfortable.

Facing that deep gaze, dragging his heavy body wet by the rain.

Trying her best to keep her trembling voice normal, she said, "You have a good rest. I'm leaving first."

Having said that, he turned around and was about to leave.

"Miss, don't you want to eliminate the remaining poison in your body?"

Mu Luan's heart skipped a beat and she stopped dead in her tracks.

Standing side by side with the man, she tilted her head and slowly looked at his angular profile.

"What do you mean?"

I already had a bad feeling in my heart.

Jun Zhao seemed not to hear the anger in the little girl's words and turned to her slowly.

Even though her chest and back were exposed, she did not show the slightest sign of shyness.

He thought that if she was unwilling, he would threaten her with the antidote and make her give herself to him.

But when he met those rosy, peach-like eyes, for some reason, he suddenly stopped thinking about it, and the calculation in his eyes gradually dimmed.

He stood still, staring quietly at Mu Luan's complicated gaze.

Confused, surprised, repulsive, defensive, disgusted and even with a hint of hatred.

Jun Zhao explored them one by one, but couldn't find a single emotion that he liked.

What could she do? Now the only one who could save her was this annoying person like him.

He suddenly curled his lips in a malicious manner, not sure whether he was mocking his own stupidity or satirizing Mu Luan's naivety.

How can a wild beast be tamed? The little girl thought she was smart, but she didn't know how to hide her thoughts.

As long as he showed a little bit of his fierce side, he could defeat all her hypocrisy.

Suddenly I really want to know, what was the relationship between them in that dream?

What exactly caused her resentment towards him?

"The decoction cures the root cause but not the cause. If you want to survive, you need to find a man to have sex with and expel the remaining poison from your body."

Mu Luan stared into the dark, dull eyes without blinking.

She tried to see the amusement in the man's eyes, just like the night she was sent to the Regent's Palace in her previous life.

With a disdainful smile, he looked at her as if she were an interesting toy.

But his expression was calm, as if he was telling himself: This peach is still swallowable.

Under her scrutinizing gaze, Jun Zhao pursed his thin lips and said, "This body is at your disposal, young lady. It still counts today."

However, instead of arousing Mu Luan's interest, these words gradually dimmed in her clear and lively eyes.

Mu Luan lowered his eyebrows, his thoughts were confused for a moment, and his head was buzzing.

If the detoxification method Jun Zhao described was true, then in her previous life, she had slept in the same bed with Jun Zhao, and the poison was detoxified under such unspeakable circumstances.

She didn't know about it, but Jun Zhao might not.

Mu Luan chuckled in her heart, thinking that using one's beauty to please men is not without its benefits.

In his previous life, Jun Zhao was a person who always thought of danger in times of peace and took precautions against disasters.

She was the legitimate daughter of a defeated general, and even if she were alive, she would not be able to cause him any harm.

But he never told her that the remaining poison in her body had been eliminated, leaving her trapped in the anxiety of impending death all day long.

She was not afraid of death. The Mu family still had her second brother. As long as she was alive, there was hope.

Unfortunately, in the end, she and her second brother became victims of Jun Zhao's power.

Jun Zhao lowered his eyelids and stared at the silent person in front of him for a long time.

She pondered for so long, was she considering whether to use his body, or was she looking for another man to help her detoxify?

His narrow, dark eyes narrowed slightly, and there seemed to be a cold light flashing in his eyes.

He moved the corners of his lips in self-mockery, looked away indifferently, turned around and was about to leave.

Mu Luan inexplicably felt that the cold air around her body became more and more heavy, and the cold feeling suppressed her messy thoughts.

She raised her eyelashes slightly and saw the man walking away sideways. Her body reacted first and she grabbed his bare arm.

The soft touch on the forearm brought a hint of warmth that quickly boiled in the blood.

Jun Zhao turned his gaze and it fell on the white hand, then slowly moved his gaze upwards to look at her, his eyes gradually filled with a hint of frivolous desire.

Without waiting for Mu Luan to speak, his other hand instantly grasped the softness on her arm.

The force was neither light nor heavy, but no matter how smooth the touch was, there was no chance of escaping from his palm.

His slightly cold lips moved closer, and Mu Luan's eyes suddenly widened and she subconsciously pulled her head back.

The next moment, the fragile and slender neck was grasped, blocking Mu Luan's hot breath.

The gauze shawl slipped wetly from her slender arms and fell to the ground.

The thin dress outlines her slender and graceful figure, and the other small hand is porcelain white and tender, soft as if it has no bones, covering Jun Zhao's pale and strong chest.

Mu Luan hadn't finished what she was saying, but in Jun Zhao's eyes, her actions already constituted consent.

She clenched her teeth and made a sound, accusing him of not letting him succeed.

Jun Zhao narrowed his dark eyes, and his bony fingertips slid down, lingering for a moment on the slender waist that could be held within his grasp.

Mu Luan's attention was completely focused on resisting the powerful enemy at the teeth gate. Before she could react, her lavender dress slipped off quietly, revealing her round, white and delicate shoulders.

She was startled and opened her mouth to say something, but he brushed her fingers past her teeth and pulled them into her mouth in an instant, not allowing her to retreat at all, and kissed her wildly and deeply.

Jun Zhao closed his eyes to hide the dark color in them.

I have to admit that his young lady smells very nice and sweet.

He had long wanted to try it again, but had never found a suitable excuse.

There is now.

Mu Luan's body went limp after a while, and she slid down his chest several times, only to be held up by the arm around his waist.

The wet clothes on her body were taken off, leaving only a lavender bellyband that barely covered the undulating curves of her figure.

Mu Luan was short of breath and could not stand again, and the wolf-like kiss finally stopped.

But Jun Zhao's lips did not move away. He waited patiently for the person in his arms to catch his breath, an inch away.

Mu Luan blinked, her eyes covered with a layer of charming mist, and her green arms had wrapped around Jun Zhao's lowered neck without her noticing.

However, she only got a moment's respite before her fierce phoenix eyes dimmed, her head was lifted up, and a passionate kiss fell again.