In these small worlds, there are always male leads whose excessive love and twisted expressions make them disliked and feared by the original heroines. Reborn, these heroines desperately avoid them...
Shen Zhiyi slowly paced around his body.
"If I said that I didn't do these injuries, would you believe me?"
Samus gave a cold laugh, his eyes as cold as frost.
"Oh..." he said with a dark face, "So what Her Highness wants to play is a game of winning people's hearts."
"Unfortunately, I'm not falling for that!"
Whipping, skinning, starvation, water torture...
These days, he has endured all the tortures in this dungeon and suffered the most intense pain in the world, but she has not come to see him even once!
She forced him into a contract!
Regardless of whether she gave the order or not, all the suffering he endured was due to her!
Now that she wants to make amends, what is her purpose?
Samus narrowed his eyes.
He coughed weakly a few times.
The intense pain in his body gradually hardened his heart.
The hatred only grew stronger.
Shen Zhiyi offered no further explanation.
He didn't believe it, and no amount of talking would change anything.
Her gaze swept over the wounds inch by inch, then her heel suddenly stopped in front of him.
She lifted his chin, forcing him to look up at her.
"Your disheveled appearance is truly an embarrassment to me."
"Even a dog should have some dignity regarding what belongs to this princess."
Samus's golden pupils suddenly contracted.
What is she going to do?
Cure him?
He felt humiliated and struggled violently, the chains rattling loudly.
"Get out of here! I don't need your hypocrisy!" Samus roared, his muscles tensing, his voice filled with pain and rage.
Shen Zhiyi ignored him.
Suddenly raising her hand, she touched his forehead with her fingertips, and a green spiritual energy, like a precise lightning bolt, pierced into his brow.
"Ugh—!"
Samus let out a frantic growl.
The powerful healing effect brought him ultimate pleasure; his muscles tensed, and his snake tail twitched uncontrollably.
The broken wound is healing rapidly at a miraculous pace.
New scales are sprouting.
Shen Zhiyi withdrew her power and smiled as she looked at him lying on the ground, panting heavily.
"Your body is much more honest than your mouth."
She crouched down, tucked a strand of his sweaty hair behind her ear, and said softly, "You clearly need me, don't you?"