Su Muyao stared blankly at the rope that suddenly appeared in his hand.
To be precise, it wasn't just any rope; it looked like a rope conjured by a superpower, half black and half white, just like his own superpower.
It had both the Wind and Snow Ability and the Dark Superpower.
The rope in his hand seemed like a living creature, coiling upward from her ankle along her calf.
It carried a chilling temperature, just like Xie Guixue's touch.
"Xie Guixue..."
Su Muyao gasped in surprise, her body becoming softer, unable to stand steadily, and could only cling tightly to Xie Guixue's sleeve to keep from sliding down.
This wasn't like her at all.
Completely out of control.
Xie Guixue reached out and lifted her up, fixing her between himself and the wall while using the rope to steady her body, whispering hoarsely in her ear, "Already can't handle it? What will you do later?"
His breath brushed against her earlobe, and his lips even enveloped her ear tip.
