Bab 402: Crazy Woman

Rip… rip… RIIIP~

Aroused, Fu Yiren wantonly tore the shirt off Xiao Luo, lewdly ogling his body as she did so. Xiao Luo didn't have a well-build frame, but his body was lean and well-conditioned with a beautifully defined muscle tone.

"Lady Poison, please, you don't want to continue doing this…"

"We are a match made in heaven—if you are the Adam of God's creation, then I'll be the Eve that he created from one of your ribs. Mie, our fate is destined by the Heavens… do not resist it."

Huh? Xiao Luo cringed at her words, unsure exactly what kind of drivel was she prattling about!

Xiao Luo calmed his mind as he kept his focus on his acupoint and made an effort to release them from Fu Yiren's pressure point technique.