The Yandere Male Lead Chases Me-Chapter 922: Lord Hero Is So Wicked 45

He was breathing heavily, his voice hoarse.

Su Yan was about to respond,

"I... um."

She didn’t even finish her sentence before swallowing it down with the rest.

The spring breeze lifted the tent, and ambiguity rose.

Clothes were taken off.

The two bodies entwined under the night sky.

Accompanied by increasingly suggestive sounds.

Clothes were scattered all over the ground.

The lamp flickered, casting circles of shadow.

It was midnight.

Feng Rong was sated and smiled, looking in a pretty good mood.

Entirely different from his earlier menacing demeanor.

Meanwhile, Su Yan wrapped herself in a blanket, both tired and hungry, with moist eyes and worn out.

At this moment, the voice of Xiao Hua sounded in her mind,

"Ding-dong, congratulations, Host, the third star has been lit."

Xiao Hua whispered,

"Host, you’re amazing."

After speaking, Xiao Hua waited for a response from her Host.

It seemed her Host wasn’t very happy.

For Xiao Hua, who had read many romance novels and experienced countless Dimension Worlds, it was clear.

Xiao Hua understood what her Host was going through right away.

Xiao Hua said,

"Host, three stars lighting up means all his thoughts are on you."

Su Yan’s eyelashes fluttered.

Finally, a reaction.

"He said we have nothing to do with each other and doesn’t like me kissing him."

This was the first time Su Yan faced such a problem.

Her genius IQ was of no help now.

Xiao Hua clicked her tongue.

Such a smart Host, when troubled by emotions, becomes as stubborn as anyone else.

That usually precise logic analysis couldn’t be used now.

Xiao Hua came up with an idea,

"Host, what if I suggest something?"

Su Yan was puzzled,

"Huh?"

Su Yan, who had her eyes closed, opened her eyes.

As soon as they opened, she was met with Feng Rong trying to kiss her.

She spoke,

"How much will it cost?"

Her voice was slightly hoarse, soft and gentle.

Feng Rong paused with a satisfied smile on his face.

He moved closer, wrapping Su Yan in his arms again.

With the warmth of a tender beauty in his arms, the fire inside him was being stoked repeatedly.

He kissed her cheek,

"Hmm?"

"You served me all night, it was comfortable, how much do you want, name your price."

Su Yan paused briefly upon saying this.

Then asked Xiao Hua,

"I have no money."

"Host, you have to support your man even if it means selling your belongings."

Maybe Su Yan was too tired, but listening to Xiao Hua made it sound reasonable.

Feng Rong’s face froze, taking a moment to react.

He reached out, grasping Su Yan’s chin.

Forcing her to look up at him.

"Say it again."

Su Yan felt a sharp pain in her chin.

Su Yan didn’t say anything.

Feng Rong, however, chuckled softly.

He lowered his head, kissing her lips again and again,

"The night is still long, no rush."

Upon hearing this, Su Yan blinked, feeling that something was off.

She silently asked in her mind,

"Xiao Hua?"

"Hmm? Host??"

"Didn’t you say he’d either want money or get really angry?"

Xiao Hua held a domineering CEO romance novel, reading it intently.

"Hmm, yes, the male lead in this novel said the same to the female lead, and she got angry and ran away."

Su Yan wasn’t sure if she comprehended Xiao Hua’s words.

The only thing she knew was the unresolved tension was rising again.

Money matters could wait.

Getting up the next morning seemed more pressing.