1473 She won't take the crown.

Li Xue almost had a heart attack, but soon she realized that it was just a false alarm. And she was all safe in his arms, closed in his embrace. 

"I simply asked you something, Mr. Beelzebub. Do have to be like this?" She asked, trying to pull herself away. But no matter how she tried, she couldn't budge from his grip.

She stared at Feng Shufen only to find him staring back at her with double intensity. "You …" 

"You said that the strong taste of cinnamon spoiled your taste. So, I helped you change it. I was never made aware that the meaning of 'help' changed into 'jealousy' in the recent dictionary." He said while moving his fingers to trace her cheeks first before moving it to her lips. 

Li Xue's lips quivered under his touch and she shivered. "My word about the taste of cinnamon was a weird analogy that even you got to understand. Don't hide your jealousy behind one stupid excuse of mine." She said and the man shushed her.