114 Cruel

The news of the Elder Xiawen's disappearance never reached Fang Yu's ears. That was partly because, no one really knew what happened to him. On that night, the elder just vanished without any traces. Surprisingly, even his soul jade didn't break which meant that his soul was still alive somewhere.

Today, the competition against Fang Ling'er was scheduled to happen. "Ready?" Mo Li stared at her, his eyes shifting towards her body every now and then.

"Pervert." She uttered while rolling her eyes. Who would have known that behind the devilishly handsome appearance was a fox who loves to torture his wife? It wasn't even a week since they got married and her waist was already starting to hurt. 

A sly smile slithered on his face as he approached her. Using his hand, he raised her head. "What time is the competition?" he asked.

She was about to answer him, when he lifted her up, kissing her again.