Xuan Ying approached Feng Lingxue as she stepped back from him. "Silver Mask King, you're already engaged. Do you think it's fair to your fiancée if you do this?"
"All the men in Country A have three to four wives, and love fooling around outside. Xiaoxiao is highly educated and will understand." Xuan Ying smiled.
Feng Lingxue's legs knocked into the edge of the bed and she tumbled onto the soft sheets. As she tried to get up, he pressed down on her and trapped her underneath him.
"Let me go!" She struggled violently, kicking and punching him.
Xuan Ying didn't stop her. Her feeble blows weren't enough to even scratch him. He narrowed his black glassy eyes and slowly pulled her black cardigan off her, revealing her black camisole underneath.
