Luo Jinxiao felt a wave of heat rush to her cheeks. She stepped back hastily, wiping the bloodstains from her lips, cursing inwardly. As expected, a Demon Lord was still a Demon Lord, completely shameless and disregarding all propriety. Qu Weiyin seemed to enjoy her flustered appearance, licking her lips with a satisfied smirk. Luo Jinxiao quickly moved farther away,…