Lu Xiaoyou's eyes didn't blink even once, without a trace of reflex.
Long Yinxiao's fingers ultimately didn't touch Lu Xiaoyou's eyes; his fingertips gently brushed past the corner of her eye.
His expression appeared slightly manic as he looked at her:
"Your eyes are truly beautiful, I want to dig out your eyes and keep them in a jar, that way your eyes will never be tainted again.
Your skin is also wonderfully soft and delicate, this kind of skin needs to be flayed to be preserved forever!"
He spoke these horrifying words, yet Lu Xiaoyou, like a child who couldn't understand what he was saying, showed no reaction.
Long Yinxiao looked at her in this state and suddenly felt a bit bored. Alas, being under control has its advantages and disadvantages.
Lu Xiaoyou now resembled a wooden beauty, making her quite dull.
He began to miss her flamboyant and reckless demeanor, dancing with the snakes, full of wildness, igniting men's desire to conquer her!
