TSFLIP Chapter 1104

Feng Guang felt the dress slip from her body. A sudden chill swept over her, and she even saw him take out a scalpel. His hand slowly traced along her arm, and she could keenly sense that there wasn’t the slightest hint of lust in his touch.

She had no intention of resisting.

This world… had become unbearably dull to her. She would rather leave it sooner through death.

Yet just as her clothes completely fell away, he suddenly stopped all movement.

Feng Guang looked up.

What did she see?

He was staring at her, and in those black eyes there was no bloodthirst she expected—only confusion.

He remained silent for a long time before finally calling her name helplessly.

“Feng Guang…”

She didn’t answer. She merely waited quietly for what he would say next.

“I don’t know what to do anymore…” he said softly. “You’re the most perfect person I’ve ever seen. Your eyes, your hands… and here…”

His hand rested over her chest.

Though he touched one of the most intimate parts of a woman’s body, there was still no trace of desire in him. He murmured:

“This beating heart of yours… I want it too.”

“Well, I should feel honored,” she laughed. “Even my heart managed to catch your attention.”

Even standing naked before him, she remained calm and composed.

Because he wasn’t looking at her as a woman at all, she no longer even felt ashamed.

“I don’t know where to begin…” Qi Wei’s obsidian-like eyes carried the helplessness of a lost child. Blankly, he said, “I want your hands, your eyes, your skin… your beating heart, your breathing lungs… your breath, your voice, your gaze… I want all of it. But… where should I start?”

For some reason, Feng Guang almost wanted to say, I don’t eat people, so how would I know?

She was growing impatient.

“Forget all that. Can’t you just kill me first and think about it afterward?”

Once she died and left this world behind, why would she care what he did with her body?

At that moment, Qi Wei resembled a chef staring at a flawless, premium ingredient, unable to decide where to make the first cut.

The scalpel slipped from his hand and clattered to the floor.

He stared at her angry expression.

It was the first time he had ever seen her angry.

Even when he had locked her in the room before, at most, she had simply ignored him. She had never shown such vivid emotion.

And now it was over.

He wanted these adorable expressions of hers too.

One hand rose to her cheek, slowly sliding downward until it rested against her throat. Just as Feng Guang wondered whether he was about to strangle her, his hand moved lower again, gliding across her collarbone before stopping over her chest.

A sense of danger suddenly rose within her.

Because he felt different now.

Emotions were contagious.

Slowly, Feng Guang’s face flushed red. Yet his other hand still gripped her waist tightly, leaving her nowhere to escape. All she could do was warn him weakly:

“Qi Wei, I’m just your food. Remember that. Don’t even think about doing anything else to me!”

“Something else…” he repeated blankly.

He truly didn’t understand.

And perhaps that made sense. He had been locked away on Diamond Island ever since he was thirteen. No one had ever taught him anything about physical intimacy or sexual desire.

More importantly, before this, there had never been anyone capable of awakening such feelings in him.

Before this.

Feng Guang had only just breathed a sigh of relief when she heard his slightly hoarse voice again.

“Feng Guang… would you be willing to mate with me?”

Mate!?

Have you been watching too many nature documentaries!?