That grim and aloof face was suddenly magnified by ten times before her.
Damn it!
Did he need to act so strangely all of a sudden!
What was with this heated and explosive scene?
Taking advantage of her when things don't go his way?
The wind on Ye Qing Luo's palm rose again.
But this palm strike wasn't aimed towards the Castle Lord's chest.
Rather it was struck directly on his face, as she directly swatted him.
At the same time, she raised her leg and kicked towards a man's most vulnerable spot.
However, the Castle Lord seemed to have guessed her movements as his slender long legs directly pressed down on her legs and using one hand, he caught hold of both her hands.
His lips was just an inch away from hers.
"Aw..."
A beast howled when a white figure flashed past their eyes.
Ye Qing Luo only felt a furry thing covering her face.
The Castle Lord's hand loosened his grip on her.