"Me, me, me again?" Mo Nanjue's handsome eyes widened playfully, teasingly gazing at her, "I asked you to talk, and you either say 'I' or 'me.' 'You' and 'me,' over and over. Do you really wish for us to be together that much? Just like I said before, you have a piece of me, and I have a piece of you..."
Before he could finish, his thin lips gently kissed the corner of her mouth.
"..."
Alright then.
Tong Ran was thoroughly blocked by his cosmic-level theory for the nth time.
She could now be completely certain of how potent the Devils Kiss's toxicity was.
Because...
Because the man right now was clearly not the same person as the one last night!
The ability to completely conceal his perennially unchangeable lustful nature, Devils Kiss must have been the only thing with such power.