108: Chapter 109: Mocking 108: Chapter 109: Mocking With that one step, in an instant, Ye Qianming’s hand reaching towards Luo Qingtong’s front dropped down.
“Swoosh!”
The man’s palm pressed onto her body!
And at that moment, Ye Qianming’s expression drastically changed.
He looked at the spot where his hand was pressed with an ugly expression, and the next second, he violently tried to withdraw his hand.
But at this moment, a hand suddenly pressed on the back of his through the cloak, pushing his withdrawing hand back in place.
“How annoying!
So the young master likes this!
Why didn’t you say so earlier?
This old man also fancies such handsome and imposing men like the young master!”
Luo Qingtong’s voice remained as hoarse and aged as before.
However, at this moment, amidst the hoarseness and age, there was a hint of surprise and a coy undertone, instantly causing Beiqing and others outside to break out in goosebumps!
What on earth is happening inside?!
Why did the Evil Doctor’s tone of speech suddenly change?
And change to something so…
indescribable!
While Beiqing and the others were fiercely rubbing the goosebumps on their skin, sickened by Luo Qingtong’s voice and tone, Ye Qianming’s face hidden under the Dark Gold Mask also twitched violently, filled with intense agitation.
Luo Qingtong’s words were just too disgusting!
Especially with such an elderly tone!
With a swoosh, Ye Qianming violently withdrew his hand.
But Luo Qingtong didn’t let him go and quickly followed to grab his hand.
“Don’t go!
Young master, although I’ve always been the one on top, I’m willing to switch for someone like the young master,” Luo Qingtong said coquettishly.
As she spoke, she was holding back laughter.
My God, it’s just too funny!
Sensing the man across her was about to explode, Luo Qingtong still didn’t plan to stop there!
Dealing with this man, just this was still not enough!
She continued relentlessly: “Come on, young master!
Now that I’ve just bathed and am not wearing anything, it’s the perfect opportunity to tie the knot!”
Saying so, she snuggled up against Ye Qianming’s body.
At the same time, her hand touched the clasp of her cloak, pretending to start untying it.
Ye Qianming’s lips were pressed tightly together, and the veins on his forehead burst out one by one.
Luo Qingtong squinted at him, seeing that he still wasn’t ready to leave, and suddenly yanked at the drawstring.
With a swoosh, the black cloak instantly flew up into the air.
And at that moment, Ye Qianming’s figure shot out without looking back.
In the air, only a chillingly cold and angry voice was left behind.
“Disgusting!”
If you weren’t disgusted, you wouldn’t have left!
Luo Qingtong rolled her eyes and moved forward to pick up the cloak that she had thrown into the air and had fallen back to the ground.
The young girl’s allure was seductive; where was the slightest hint of disgust?
That dress, soaked with water, was still dripping steadily down!
A puddle spread beneath Luo Qingtong’s feet as she stood barefoot on it, her toes plump, with nails like shells, set against the ferocious Rashamon mask on her face, truly bewitching to the extreme.
If Ye Qianming had left just a moment later or turned back for one glance, he would have known what he missed!
But alas, he was so sickened by Luo Qingtong that he almost fled without looking back the moment she flipped her cloak!
Naturally, he also missed this devilishly charming scene!