A moment later, Xiao Heye turned around, but what he was holding was not Mr. Jiao.

Instead, it was a clean, apricot-yellow cotton handkerchief.

"What...does this mean?"

Su Tiyue was about to be driven crazy by his endless theatrics.

She looked pitifully as Xiao Heye came in front of her again, only her eyes and mouth could move.

"Open your mouth," Xiao Heye commanded coldly.

Su Tiyue blinked and obediently opened her mouth.

The next moment, he stuffed the cotton handkerchief in his hand tightly into Su Tiyue's mouth.

After finishing, he casually remarked, "Noisy."

"Waaaaah..."

Su Tiyue was now unable to speak; in the empty room, only her sobbing could be heard.

Xiao Heye stood by the bed, satisfied, staring at her.

After a long while, he bent down and gently pushed Su Tiyue's forehead with his index finger.

She slowly collapsed onto the bed, completely unable to resist.

Immediately afterwards, Xiao Heye also got into bed and lay down on his side next to her.

Su Tiyue was also facing him, lying on her side.

A silk-soft quilt was gently draped over the two of them. Xiao Heye slowly pulled the quilt up until it completely covered their heads.

Su Tiyue had just been sobbing softly, but now that everything was black before her eyes, she dared not make a sound.

Holding my breath, I listened intently to the movements of those around me, not daring to miss even the slightest detail.

In the darkness, a slightly cool hand gently covered her cheek, found her little ear, and pinched it...

His fingers slid down Su Tiyue's shoulder, his large hand resting on her buttocks and giving them a squeeze.

Then, I gently patted it...

Su Tiyue trembled with fright, her breathing became erratic, and her face turned red.

"Tsk..."

Xiao Heye snorted softly, somewhat annoyed.

The body, which was originally smooth and delicate, felt somewhat unsatisfactory to the touch because of the rope binding it.

Aside from looking exciting, it's not very useful.

"Your Majesty, please get some rest."

He reached out and gently ruffled the stray hairs on Su Tiyue's forehead, his voice becoming much softer.

Xiao Heye placed his hand firmly on her waistline and remained motionless for a long time.

Su Tiyue listened attentively, and as Xiao Heye's breathing gradually stabilized, her anxious heart finally settled down a little.

She dared not make a sound or move, for fear of waking him up again.

It was late at night, and she was exhausted and sleepy after a whole night of tossing and turning.

Su Tiyue closed her eyes and tried to fall asleep, even though she was bound all over and felt very uncomfortable.

...

The hour of Yin (3:15 AM).

Xiao Heye was woken up by Su Tiyue, who was beside him.

He opened his eyes, silently watching the person next to him, twisting his body and rubbing against him little by little, occasionally making a little sound from his covered mouth.

Seeing that Xiao Heye had woken up, Su Tiyue frowned and began to mumble incoherently, seemingly even more agitated than before.

But he couldn't hear anything.

Xiao Heye raised his hand and pulled the handkerchief out of her mouth.

"The handprint itches..."

This was the first thing Su Tiyue said after she regained her ability to speak.

Xiao Heye had just woken up and was still a bit groggy... but hearing those words made him much more awake.

"What? This servant didn't hear you clearly, Your Highness, please repeat it."

Su Tiyue said anxiously and helplessly, "Palm seal, I'm so itchy, please help me untie it."

Xiao Heye asked unhurriedly, "Where does it itch? Do you need my help?"

"I'm serious, my whole body is itchy... This rope is both painful and itchy on my body..."

Su Tiyue was almost in tears, but he was still spouting nonsense without any real meaning.

Xiao Heye was stunned for a moment, his expression stiffening. He quickly sat up, lifted the blanket, and saw that the places on her body where the rope had been tied were almost all red.

It wasn't that he tied her too tightly, but rather that the rope was too rough. Su Tiyue's skin was too delicate, which is why it pricked her and made her itchy and red.

Xiao Heye lowered his head and silently undressed her, his face gloomy, but he was angry with himself.

I felt both heartbroken and guilty.

"Tsk, Her Majesty's body is so delicate, it really can't be touched at all..."

Xiao Heye threw the rope off the bed. Although his tone was accusatory, his eyes held a rare tenderness and doting affection.

After being freed from her restraints, Su Tiyue finally felt much more comfortable. She gently rubbed the marks on her arms and forearms with her palms to relieve the itching a little.

Looking up, she saw Xiao Heye's dark face and felt a little guilty, thinking that she had spoiled his mood.

So she tiptoed to his side and buried her head and body in his arms.

"Palm seal, don't blame me for being delicate, this is hemp rope... rough and hard, I doubt many girls could handle it."

As she spoke, she gently nuzzled Xiao Heye's chin with the top of her head.

As long as you don't tie her up or bind her, everything is negotiable.

Xiao Heye looked down and saw the red marks on her shoulders and back, his eyes filled with guilt.

He stretched out his arms and covered Su Tiyue's body with the quilt, then hugged her back.

He patted her back with just the right amount of pressure, one pat after another.

His voice was deep and sexy: "Are you still feeling unwell?"

"It's much better now."

Su Tiyue tilted her head back from his embrace, her eyes reddening, and whispered to him, "Master, I want to wear your nightgown to sleep..."

Su Tiyue doesn't like wearing a bra strap to bed; she prefers loose and soft pajamas. Usually, she can tolerate it, but tonight she feels uncomfortable all over and is afraid she won't be able to sleep.

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