"Tsk tsk, so you're such a naughty master, but I like it." Xue Ling didn't actually think Qin Xue was bad; rather, she believed this was how Qin Xue should be. She couldn't always yield. After all, she was the master. How could she let the Red Snake do whatever it wanted all the time? If Qin Xue hadn't spoken, Xue Ling would have let the Red Snake know why the flower is so red.
The Red Snake was unaware of the interaction between Qin Xue and Xue Ling. Otherwise, it might have burst into tears. Faced with such a master, it really didn't know whether to follow or not. It was too heartbroken.
"Only you would like someone as bad as me. Aren't you afraid I'd do the same to you?" Qin Xue was curious. Why was Xue Ling different with her?
"No, you're not like that. I'm your mark, you wouldn't throw away your own flesh." Xue Ling was a birthmark on Qin Xue's body, something akin to her child. How could she not want it?
