Chapter 31 Chapter 31 Your leg is injured
Zhou Li had just heard what was in Lu Rong's mind.
She said she wouldn't help him with his estrus.
His grip on her arm tightened. Was she going to start hating him again?
Lu Rong looked at him with such fright that her back felt cold. But thinking of his beastly behavior towards her last night, she said angrily, "Let me go!"
Zhou Li didn't let go, but pulled her down. Lu Rong subconsciously pushed her hands to his side. The distance between them was so close that Lu Rong's face turned red.
"Lu Rong, I asked you to leave yesterday." He looked at her with scrutiny, and Lu Rong felt a little embarrassed when she heard it.
It was indeed his own initiative that brought it to the door, and Zhou Li also tried his best to restrain himself.
Although I couldn't help myself.
But what Lu Rong cared about was not this, but that she could not stand him.
Last night, except for the initial period when she had some control, she later completely turned into a water doll in Zhou Li's hands, allowing him to manipulate her at will. All the bones in her body became soft like a pool of mud, allowing him to knead her until streams of water gushed out.
Seeing that he was still trying to argue about this, Lu Rong hurriedly said, "You were poisoned by the tree demon last night, so I helped you."
Zhou Li looked at her with his dark eyes, as if moved. "Lu Rong, I'm a demon. No one will help a demon."
Lu Rong didn't know how to respond for a moment after hearing what he said: "You saved me first."
【And this is the last time I help him! It must be the last time! 】
Lu Rong shouted in his heart.
Zhou Li heard it clearly, and his grip on her wrist kept tightening: "I won't hurt you in the future. I'm sorry for last night."
He said as he let go of her wrists, his half-lidded eyes making him look as if he was completely broken.
Lu Rong stood there in a daze, looking at the kiss marks on his neck and his messy clothes, and felt a little guilty for a moment.
Zhou Li is different from her. He has always been cold and probably has no amorous thoughts, but now he is controlled by the estrus period.
She muttered to herself.
[What's going on? I feel like I slept with a decent man.]
This makes me want to hurt him a little bit.
Lu Rong felt that ever since she kissed Zhou Li, her desire was like a wild horse that had broken free from its reins, and it was out of control.
Every day I'm either thinking about kissing him or thinking about how to have sex with him.
Zhou Li naturally heard her mumblings and sat up. All the candlelight in the room lit up instantly, allowing him to take in the mess on the bed and each other's appearance.
Lu Rong looked at the face that was suddenly very close to her, tilted her head slightly, and saw the obvious teeth marks on his Adam's apple. She stood there in a daze and swallowed subconsciously.
Why did he look so seductive afterwards?
Lu Rong's heart was beating wildly as she watched him. She wanted to look away, but she felt his breath suddenly getting closer, as if he wanted to kiss her.
Lu Rong stared at him blankly, her heart still pounding, and she nervously clutched the hem of her skirt.
She pursed her lips, her mind still replaying everything they did last night.
[Ahhh, does he want to kiss me again? Should I hide? ]
[If I avoid it, I'll be wondering what to do if I don't get the kiss later?]
[Forget it, forget it. We've already kissed so many times that I don't know how many times. One more kiss won't hurt anything.]
She was ready to kiss again, but Zhou Li got up from the bed, leaving her with a broad and upright back.
Lu Rong: “?” Why is he so asexual every time he wakes up?
What's wrong with kissing more?
Lu Rong snorted in her heart and got off the bed. When she stepped on the ground, her body felt weak and she almost fell to the ground.
It was Zhou Li who reached out and grabbed her, looking at her with a questioning look.
"No, it's okay, I didn't step firmly." Lu Rong pretended that nothing had happened, but his legs were shaking from standing.
It hurts and feels sore.
Zhou Li probably saw that she was forcing herself, so he hugged her and said, "I'll take you home."
Before Lu Rong could refuse, he took her back to Zhuiyu Tower.
Lu Rong: “…” Everything is fast, except bed.
Zhou Li was silent for a moment. Just as he was thinking about whether to leave her at the door or inside, Lu Rong saw Xue Er approaching from a distance and hurriedly patted his shoulder, "Come in, come in."
If Xue'er saw her being held in Zhou Li's arms, she would be terrified!
After all, they all knew that she and Zhou Li were sworn enemies.
Zhou Li pushed the door open and brought her in and put her on the bed. Then there was a knock on the door: "Rongrong, are you back?"
Xue Er's voice could be heard from outside the room. Lu Rong, feeling guilty, hurriedly pushed Zhou Li into her studio and said, "Don't come out."
After she finished speaking, she closed the door of the studio. Xue Er pushed the door open and saw her and asked with concern.
"Rongrong, where did you go last night?" Xue'er looked worried.
"I'm going to find A-Ling."
Xue'er's activities are limited to Zhuiyu Tower, because she is a little rabbit demon with weak spiritual power, and she will be easily caught if she goes out.
Zhuiyu Tower is her territory. No one else will set foot there except Qiu Ling and his father when he returns. Now there is also Zhou Li.
Qiu Ling and her father Lu Rong did not hide it either, so Zhou Li could not hide it at all.
Fortunately, he is also a demon.
Xue Er didn't doubt it and just said to her, "The headmaster came to see you last night and asked you to give the medicine to Sword Master."
Xue Er said as she took out a bottle of medicine and handed it to Lu Rong.
Lu Rong took it and looked at it, but he didn't know what the effect was, so he could only accept it.
"What else did my father say?" Lu Rong asked curiously.
"I didn't say anything, I just said that it was Sword Master who saved you this time, so logically you should..." She spoke hesitantly, her eyes still looking at her expression.
Lu Rong looked at her in confusion: "What should I do?"
"The master said that according to the rules, you should pledge your love to him."
Lu Rong: “?” My father must be a wild man dug out from the ground.
And she promised herself to you.
Just eat something to your heart's content.
Lu Rong knocked on Xue Er's head and said, "Pretend you never heard such words from now on. Get out."
Xue'er touched the place where she was hit, said "oh", and walked out slowly.
But before leaving, he still asked worriedly, "Rongrong, are you injured too? I see your legs are shaking."
Lu Rong: “…” Zhou Li will hear it if you speak so loudly!
"No." She stood up straight, very seriously.
Xue Er then said "oh" and walked out, closing the door behind her. As soon as Xue Er left, Lu Rong couldn't hold on any longer. With shaking legs, she leaned against the wall and shouted to Zhou Li who was in the studio, "You can come out now. Go back."
But Zhou Li was in her studio, flipping through the album of paintings she had placed on the table.
His face was in every picture, and the men and women in the pictures were doing things that were even more explicit than last night.
So, this is what she likes?
After Lu Rong shouted, she didn't see Zhou Li come out and thought he had left. Unexpectedly, when she opened the door, she saw him sitting in front of her drawing table. The booklet in his hand contained the pornographic pictures of him and her that she had drawn before!
It’s over, it’s over, he saw it all!
She ran over in a hurry, but her movements were so big that her already sore body lost its balance and crashed directly into Zhou Li's arms. The pain made her face turn pale.
But in order to avoid being too completely socially dead, she hurriedly reached out to take the booklet back. Zhou Li seemed to be deliberately not giving it to her, and deliberately raised his hand and continued to flip through the pages slowly.
"Give it back to me." Seeing that he couldn't hook it, Lu Rong simply grabbed his hand and tried to pull it down.
Zhou Li half-closed his eyes and looked at her sitting on him, his eyes darkened a little. They had done this position last night.
Lu Rong followed his gaze and found that her chest was right next to his lips.
He quickly pushed Zhou Li away and glared at him, looking fierce.
Zhou Li didn't think about anything else. Seeing her still pale face, he threw the booklet back on the table and carried her back to the bed with one hand.
Seeing his silence, Lu Rong thought that he wanted to kill her after seeing the erotic painting she had drawn.
She shrank back in fear, not daring to struggle, and could only grumble, "What do you want? That's not you in the painting!"
"Who is the one in the painting?" Zhou Li asked back.
Lu Rong fell silent, turned off the engine, and finally said stubbornly: "Anyway, it's not you."
Zhou Li didn't argue with her about this matter, but put her directly on the bed.
Lu Rong kicked her legs and tried to struggle, but he grabbed her ankles.
"What are you doing?" She subconsciously lowered her voice, and her eyes seemed to still retain the confusion from last night.
Zhou Li's legs were shaking when he saw Lu Rong two or three times, thinking that he might have hurt her last night.
"Your leg is injured." Zhou Li asked.
Lu Rong didn't expect that he would ask himself this question.
"You bastard, not only is my leg injured, but my palm is also injured." Lu Rong didn't expect that he only discovered it now.
Zhou Li looked at her palm and saw that her white and tender palm was now red.
The feeling of her palm pressing against him last night made Zhou Li's ears start to feel hot.
"hand."
Lu Rong stretched out her hands and looked at him in confusion, only to see a bright white light brushing across her aching palms and they healed immediately.
"Does it still hurt?" Zhou Li asked.
Lu Rong pouted and shook her head. Seeing that he was still holding her ankle, she tried to pull it back slightly.
"I'll apply the medicine myself." She was also shy.
But Zhou Li seemed to have no sense of shyness. He lowered his head and used the hand that was originally holding her ankle to hold her knee.
"Don't..." Lu Rong was about to burst with shame.
But Zhou Li looked calm. Seeing the bloodstains on her white panties, he frowned slightly.
"Why didn't you tell me that your skin was rubbed raw?" Zhou Li asked, thinking that he had indeed used too much force last night.
She cried but he didn't let her go.
"I can apply the medicine myself." Lu Rong wanted to sit up and leave this somewhat embarrassing atmosphere.
Zhou Li: "Medicine."
He really didn't have any medicine on him, so he could only ask Lu Rong for it.
Lu Rongcai refused to give it to him: "I can do it myself, you go."
She pulled the quilt over herself and tried to wrap herself up. Seeing that she was uncomfortable, Zhou Li left silently.
Lu Rong heard the sound of him leaving, looked back and saw that he was not there, then she breathed a sigh of relief.
She was tired last night and lay on the bed with her eyes half asleep. She fell asleep in a short while, but after a while she felt a chill on her side.
She half-closed her eyes to see who it was, and saw Zhou Li standing beside the bed. She murmured in confusion, "Why are you back again?"
And he looked exhausted.
After she asked this question, she rested her face against the pillow and her eyelids drooped again. It was obvious that she was really tired.
Zhou Li brushed away the black hair that fell on her face, sat on the edge of the bed, and took out the medicine he had found.
Reaching out and pulling open her quilt, Lu Rong obediently turned over and continued to sleep. She vaguely felt a little cold under her body.
The burning spot felt cool to the touch. When she opened her eyes again, she saw Zhou Li with his eyelashes drooping, carefully applying medicine on the inside of her thigh.
Her heart tightened and she subconsciously tightened her legs.
"You..." Lu Rong looked at him shyly with sleepy eyes.
Zhou Li, on the other hand, used his palms to push open her tightly closed knees, and when he lowered his head, his forehead almost touched her lower abdomen.
The warm breath fell, and her whole body tensed up. She only heard him whisper, as if bewitchingly, "Open."
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