"You really are such a fool," Lanling said, then bit her lightly on the hip.
Dina froze as if struck by lightning—this was the first time Lanling had been so intimate with her.
"Has Uncle ever scolded you?" Lanling asked.
Dina nodded.
Scolding was putting it lightly. When Suo Mo saw Dina had cut off her own tail, he was utterly shocked.
For many of the Barbarian Tribes, tails were significant—they were not only an aid in combat but also an additional weapon.
Yet, Dina had done the unimaginable, severing her tail at the root just to appear more like a human woman. Lanling hadn't even shown any signs of disliking tails.
Do emotions truly rob women of all reason?
In that instant, Suo Mo thought of his wife, the love of his life.
She was a few years older than him. When he was fifteen, she had already begun seducing him. By the time he was seventeen, she had tricked him into her bed.
Her love was no less intense—passionate, reckless, and utterly irrational.
