The white gauze, like fine ink painting, stretched along the curves of Lin Zhenzhen's body before flowing down.
Her clothes were removed layer by layer, revealing her graceful figure.
Although she was already quite drunk, Lin Zhenzhen still realized that things were developing in a way that exceeded her expectations.
She reached out and swung her hand forcefully at Yan Feichen's right cheek.
Lin Zhenzhen used all her strength this time, and with a crisp "snap," the person on top of her finally stopped moving.
Lin Zhenzhen tremblingly pulled at her scattered clothes, trying to cover her exposed skin.
However, during the movement, her inner garment slipped down unintentionally, revealing a section of her snow-white, smooth shoulder.
Unexpectedly, Yan Fei, who had been still, suddenly went berserk again, and Chen launched another attack.
His two iron hands gripped Lin Zhenzhen's shoulders tightly, with such force that it seemed he wanted to crush her bones.
The intense pain completely dispelled Lin Zhenzhen's drunkenness. She struggled, punching and kicking, while shouting, "Yan Feichen, let me go!"
However, because she was at a complete disadvantage in terms of both strength and magic, her resistance was like a small stone thrown into an icy lake on a winter night, without causing the slightest ripple.
Yan Feichen used force with one hand, and with a "rip", the clothes that could barely cover her body were torn into strips of cloth, revealing large areas of her private parts.
Yan Feichen's hand continued to move downwards, his movements urgent and rough. Every time he lifted a piece of clothing, his gaze would linger there for a long time, as if confirming something.
Lin Zhenzhen felt like a fish on a chopping board, completely at the mercy of others. The immense shame and indignation made her eyes turn red, and her chest heaved violently.
"Get out of my way!"
Lin Zhenzhen trembled with rage, her hands tightly restrained, the only part of her body she could move was her right leg. She bent her knee and kicked Yan Feichen hard in the groin.
As expected, her attack was intercepted midway.
Yan Feichen didn't look up. His hands were tightly gripping Lin Zhenzhen's knees, but judging from the slight trembling of his hair as he breathed, he seemed very angry.
Oh.
Why are you so angry? Lin Zhenzhen was speechless. Shouldn't she be the one in this situation?
Lin Zhenzhen raised her arm and slapped Yan Feichen's left cheek again with her backhand.
Are you awake now?
Yan Feichen's head was slightly tilted by the slap, and he seemed to be stunned, maintaining this posture for several seconds.
"Yan Feichen, I was once your master, so show me some respect."
"Master?" Yan Feichen slowly turned his head, and the moment Lin Zhenzhen saw his eyes clearly, her heart skipped a beat.
His original dark red pupils were now stained a terrifying scarlet, like a vengeful ghost from the depths of hell, bringing with it overwhelming hatred.
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Lin Zhenzhen was stunned, completely unable to process what had just happened.
"You keep telling me to respect you? But do you deserve it?" Yan Feichen suddenly grabbed Lin Zhenzhen by the neck.
His hand was pressing down hard, and he was tightening his grip, as if he really wanted to strangle her.
Lin Zhenzhen felt the air in her lungs being sucked out little by little. The flickering candlelight in Lin Zhenzhen's eyes slowly turned into bright spots of light, and finally faded away.
She closed her eyes in despair. Although she would leave this small world after completing the main quest, being strangled to death by her target was just too humiliating.
Just a second before she was about to lose consciousness, Yan Feichen suddenly released her.
"Where did these marks on your body come from?"
"What?" Lin Zhenzhen didn't understand his question. The extreme lack of oxygen she had just experienced had caused her severe tinnitus.
The feeling was like being punched hard and then shoved into the water, only to be pulled out a few minutes later, leaving you in a state of extreme confusion and unease.
Yan Feichen showed no mercy. He turned Lin Zhenzhen's face to the side and said slowly, word by word, "Tell me, which wild man left these marks on your body?"
Yan Feichen's gaze was like a knife tempered with ice, eager to pierce Lin Zhenzhen's throat.
"On me?" Lin Zhenzhen gradually regained her senses. She was stunned for a few seconds, then curled her lips and smiled self-deprecatingly.
"You mean here?" Lin Zhenzhen tore off the last piece of tattered cloth from her shoulder, revealing a mottled red mark.
"And here, here, here." She showed her lower back, back, and knees, guiding Yan Feichen to examine her injuries carefully and thoroughly.
With each opening, Yan Feichen's aura grew increasingly gloomy.
Lin Zhen's physique is very strange. Although he is already in the late stage of the Golden Core realm, his body is more fragile than that of an ordinary person without cultivation. Even the slightest bump or knock will leave a shocking mark on his body.
These marks faded over time, eventually becoming a small, dark red scar that does indeed look somewhat similar to a hickey.
"Do you want to know which man left it?" Lin Zhenzhen stared at him, revealing a somewhat innocent and playful smile. "Then I'll have to think about it carefully."
The scar on his back was from their first encounter; Yan Feichen had thrown himself off the bed and crashed into the wooden table in the room.
The ones on my waist are similar; they were caused when I accidentally kissed Yan Feichen's earlobe while delivering medicine to him and was then pushed against a door.
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