She put her hand in front of Wen Gengting so that he could look carefully.
Cheng Fu's wrist was slender and her skin was delicate. Wen Geng listened and took a look. There were indeed red marks, but they were not as serious as Cheng Fu said in her tone.
Looking at Cheng Fu's cunning eyes, Wen Gengting realized that Cheng Fu was deliberately teasing him.
After gently placing Cheng Fu on the bed, he took her wrist, examined it carefully, and said cooperatively, "Yes, it is indeed red."
His serious answer made Cheng Fu, who was deliberately exaggerating, feel embarrassed.
"It's my fault. Let me see where else it's red." Wen Gengting's hands touched every place where the vines had climbed.
Wrists, ankles, legs... etc. Wen Gengting gently rubbed the red spots Cheng Fu mentioned being tied up: "Does it still hurt?"
Cheng Fu bit her lip. Every time she opened her mouth to speak, she would once again clearly realize Wen Gengting's bad intentions.
She opened her lips and was about to say something when Wen Gengting suddenly increased the force he had originally used gently. He said he wanted to help rub the red area, but in the end, the color became darker than before.
Wen Gengting did more than that.
The vines silently crawled onto the bed and quietly wrapped around Cheng Fu's hands and feet.
But how could Cheng Fu let him get his wish a second time?
This time, after the vines wrapped around her, Cheng Fu flicked her wrist lightly, and the vines snapped. She then took the broken vine in her hand and sat astride Wen Gengting, looking down at him. "I won't break free, not because I can't, but because I don't want to. But now, listen, is it your turn?"
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