Watching her intoxicated expression, a cold, ironic smile curled on the man's lips.
If it weren't for her powers that he wanted to borrow, he would never degrade himself to satisfy such a woman!
Yet, the very thought that he would soon accomplish the majestic unification of the world excited him even more, and the movements of his body quickened.
Poor Nolan Changle was suffering now, hovering at the edge of pain and pleasure.
Amidst her hazy intoxication, she opened her enchanting, silky eyes, only to see the icy indifference in the man's eyes devoid of any lust.
Her heart quivered slightly at that moment.
Painfully closing her eyes, she clung tightly to the man's body.
Pretending to be heartfelt, as if lost in intoxication, she murmured softly, "My love...I love you...love you…"
The man's body stiffened slightly, then the irony at the corner of his mouth deepened.
Love?!
He never understood the meaning of the word.
