Chapter 3243 — Cheng Yiyi, Have You Lost Your Mind? Feng Tianhu was getting anxious. If Wei Zhao truly knew that he, Feng Tianhu, was the mastermind behind it all, and that he had provoked Wei Zhao time and again, then Wei Zhao would surely come to settle accounts with him. So Feng Tianhu was preparing to make a run for it.
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Cheng Yiyi reached the door of Wei Zhao's room, drew a deep breath, gritted her teeth, and slowly undid the buttons of her nightgown. The whole garment slid to the floor, baring her wheat-colored, healthy skin.
This shade of skin, though it looked a little dark, was also a color much in fashion these days, seeming rather sexy and healthy—and it was precisely the image Cheng Yiyi had always cultivated.
Because she was a cultivator, her figure was exceedingly fine, and her skin was firmer and more elastic than that of a soft, delicate girl like Xu Shilan. This was a body that could drive men mad.
Though Cheng Yiyi did not think Wei Zhao a lecher, after much turning it over in her mind she concluded that the only thing she had to buy his forgiveness with was this body of hers—and thank goodness she was still untouched! Otherwise, on what grounds would she ask Wei Zhao to go demand a man from Feng Tianhu? Why would Wei Zhao listen to a spy like her?
Wei Zhao's door was unlocked, and Cheng Yiyi pushed it open and walked straight in. The instant she entered, Wei Zhao opened his eyes and returned from his cultivation state to reality—but when he saw Cheng Yiyi with nothing on, he was momentarily taken aback, though the lovely sight before him did set his heart beating a little faster.
Undeniably, among the girls Wei Zhao knew, Cheng Yiyi was the first of this complexion—brimming with a wild beauty. But Wei Zhao was a man of firm will; though still a little given to lust, he could restrain himself at this moment and keep from losing his head.
"Cheng Yiyi, what is the meaning of this?" Wei Zhao frowned and asked coolly.
"Wei Zhao... take me..." Cheng Yiyi offered no explanation, but stepped straight up and threw her arms around him, pressing her soft body into his embrace!
Wei Zhao's tunic had been torn through in the fight earlier and was still stained with no small amount of blood, so while cultivating he had simply stripped it off and gone bare-chested—cultivators did not much feel the cold in any case.
Now Cheng Yiyi pressed against him wearing nothing at all, rubbing the tips of her breasts back and forth across his chest, giving Wei Zhao a dry-mouthed, parched-throated feeling.
Yet Wei Zhao remained quite calm. Cheng Yiyi was a beauty, and toppling her would surely bring a fine sense of conquest—but he and she had no emotional foundation whatsoever. At home there were Feng Xiaoxiao, the Eldest Miss, and Little Shu, none of whom he had toppled yet. Should he topple Cheng Yiyi first?
Wei Zhao was not so unprincipled as that. Were it any one of the Eldest Miss, Little Shu, Wang Xinyan, or Feng Xiaoxiao, Wei Zhao might well have gone along with the tide—even Han Jingyi or Qiu Lingshan or Sun Jingyan would have done—but Cheng Yiyi...
There was simply no emotional foundation here at all, and this great star was plainly a spy whose purpose in coming he had not even figured out. If he truly toppled her, some things would become impossible to explain clearly: would he then join her in harming Xu Shilan, or kill her outright?
Either way Wei Zhao would be in a dilemma, so he might as well push Cheng Yiyi away right now.
"Cheng Yiyi, have you lost your mind? If you have business with me, put your clothes on and then talk—otherwise, get out." Wei Zhao pushed Cheng Yiyi away and said coolly.