Baili An knew what sort of character Su Jing possessed, but given the current situation, he couldn't afford to act the gentleman by shunning intimacy. He boldly wrapped his arms around her waist and carried her into his embrace, returning to his seat.
With an air of "this is merely how charming and amorous I am, desiring every pretty witch I see, what can you do about it?" he appeared as if asking for a beating.
The Demon General was gnashing his teeth in rage, watching the woman who had just been arrogant and solitary, now quietly and obediently nestled in his arms, letting him feed her wine, indeed revealing himself as a superficial man only captivated by appearances!
The Female Demon Lord, noticing the messy scatter of rabbit-shaped apples on the table, said with a laughter brimming with implication, "River Lord didn't even see her face before he took her in his arms. Could it be that he's feigning frivolity to upset me and call off this arranged marriage?"
