บท 602: Back to Magic City!

He trailed another kiss along Qian Ruixin's temple, his face close, his voice smooth as his words slid in between kisses, twisting her mind.

The lies he fed her were clear like sky, and he knew it—hell, maybe she even knew it.

But lies were what kept things running, weren't they? Especially for someone like her, who'd resist his every move if she knew the truth.

Thier kind might claim to hate lies, but deep down, they needed them, especially when it came to sweet-talking and spinning stories that made the bitter pills go down easier.

And, to his satisfaction, Qian Ruixin started to falter, her stiff resolve softening just a bit. She was finally listening, torn between her anger and the familiar comfort he was feeding her.

Seeing her almost give in, Wang Xiao felt a twisted satisfaction, but a flicker of disappointment too.

Part of him had wanted her to be...wiser..

But no—she was slowly folding.