“Ahem…mm…”

Yunying vomited violently and her face was as pale as paper, without a trace of blood.

Her reaction made Jing Yi's eyes darken, becoming more and more sinister, and the aura around him became increasingly cold.

When the young marquis is mentioned, the reaction is so big.

Even though the young marquis has already married, she is still thinking about him?

He stood up, grabbed her shoulders and pushed her back onto the stool, "Eat!"

Yunying felt sick to her stomach and couldn't eat:

"I don't want it!"

She refused.

Jing Yi looked coldly, "Do you think I'm discussing this with you?"

He pinched her chin and twisted it hard to open her mouth. With his free hand, he picked up a spoon, scooped a spoonful of white rice and poured it into her mouth.

“Hmm!”

She twisted her body, shook her head vigorously, and struggled:

"I don't want to... uh... cough cough... let go, let me go..."

She twisted her body desperately, but the man's hand holding her was like a piece of iron, cold and hard, and she couldn't break free at all.

I was forced to swallow, my stomach churned, my body felt uncomfortable, and I almost fainted.

It feels so uncomfortable.

"I don't want... don't want..." She was forced to raise her head, not knowing whether it was because of choking or discomfort, tears gathered in the corners of her moist eyes, sliding out of her eye sockets and dripping.

Snap!

A drop of wet heat fell on the back of the man's hand.

Jing Yi took a closer look and actually felt that this tear was a bit painful...

I was stunned for a moment.

Yun Ying seized the opportunity, pushed him away, lay aside in pain, and started to vomit.

He stood to one side and said, "Does leaving the young marquis make you so uncomfortable? Are you so uncomfortable that you almost can't live?"

Yun Ying shed tears silently, not wanting to say a single word.

He stepped forward and grabbed her:

"Why are you so hypocritical?"

She dropped her hands, without struggling, nor the strength to do so, and allowed him to hold her in his hands and shake her like a lifeless doll.

His brows were knitted very tightly, almost into a knot:

"Who are you pretending to be so half dead for?"

“Look at me!”

No matter how I shook her, she didn't respond.

He held her face, forcing her to look him in the eye, but he was nowhere to be seen in her distracted vision.

"Yun Ying!"

He was annoyed.

He hadn't done anything to her yet, but she looked so miserable as if the sky had fallen, as if everyone in the world had let her down.

I just left a man, is it necessary to be so desperate?

The world is so big, isn’t it hard to find a man with two legs?

What a disappointing thing!

"I want to see if you react!" He raised his hand and threw the person onto the bed.

“Hmm!”

Her thin body bounced twice on the bed and accidentally hit the pillar at the corner of the bed, almost making her faint.

Before she could stand up, the man pressed on her.

Immediately, she realized his intention.

"What are you doing!" Finally, she reacted and put her hands on his chest, trying to push him away.

He raised his hands and grasped her wrists, squeezing them together, then pulled out his belt and tied her hands to the bedside post.

"Let me go!"

She struggled, "Jing Yi, what are you doing!"

He laughed grimly:

"I thought you were going to die, but it seems that you still have strength. Today is such a good day, with a beautiful view, and the young marquis is sleeping in the arms of a woman he doesn't like. You and I are a perfect match, aren't we?"

After saying this, he hugged her slender waist and buried his head.