Seeing her clutching herself like that, Mo Yanyu was quite frightened. She quickly comforted her and carried her back to the bedroom.
You held her and kept comforting her, but could she hear you? She tilted her head back and cried loudly. At this moment, she finally cried out loud. These cries, which were no longer beautiful, were even more heartbreaking. This woman had never suffered such torment before. This was the limit of her suffering!
Mo Yanyu's usual calm and composed expression was completely gone at this moment; his eyes were filled with unconcealed anxiety. He rested his chin on Ji Yao's forehead and gently coaxed her.
"Yaoyao, Yaoyao, please bear with it a little longer, please bear with it a little longer, okay? We'll dry off the water and then apply the medicine, okay? It's all my fault, it's all my fault."
Under these circumstances, Mo Yanyu was so moved by her crying that she lost her composure and blurted out those words.
He's a young master, and apart from his own precious younger sister, when has he ever served anyone else, let alone a woman?
Ji Yao was crying so hard at this moment, and believe it or not, her delicate skin, which you wouldn't even dare to touch, was being scratched so hard that she was practically bleeding. Didn't she feel any pity?
Holding her, Mo Yanyu brushed aside the still-wet hair clinging to her forehead. Seeing her red eyes, red nose, and red lips, he was momentarily captivated, as if bewitched, and unconsciously kissed her.
Good, good, good. How did the old master Yuan Weizhi evaluate this beauty? "If she is not bewitching herself, she will surely bewitch others!" This is the calamity.
He grabbed her wrists with both hands, restraining her restless hands, and kept scratching her own body. Many red rashes had appeared on her fair and delicate skin, which looked rather strange and frightening.
Mo Yanyu's brow twitched, and without thinking, she reached out and grabbed her hand. "Yaoyao, don't grab me, please don't grab me."
If we let her keep scratching like that, she'll definitely draw blood!
Ji Yao still retained a sliver of rationality, remembering that they had already broken up and were talking about things. Without thinking, she shook off his hand and hysterically yelled at him, "I don't need you to tell me what to do."
If you don't love her, can you please stop giving her the illusion that there's still a chance...?
Mo Yanyu pursed her lips, saying nothing, but her grip on Mo Yanyu's wrist tightened even more...
At this moment, Ji Yao had lost all reason and could only subconsciously say, "Mo Yanyu, can you please leave me alone? You're the one who broke up with me. What are you doing now?"
"I'm really in so much pain. Let me go. If you let me go, I promise you I'll never appear in front of you again and I'll never bother you again," Ji Yao said, writhing and waving her legs wildly at him as if trying to kick him away.
Mo Yanyu remained silent, but his eyes were slightly cold. The air pressure around him was rapidly decreasing, but Ji Yao was completely unaware of it. She only knew that if he didn't let go, she would really be itchy to death.
"You dislike me so much, you want me dead so badly, then why don't you just give me a quick death? Mo Yanyu, you're a bastard, a big bad guy, all you do is bully me, you're always bullying me."
Mo Yanyu just stood there and let her kick him with her legs, without flinching.
"Mo Yanyu, I really feel uncomfortable. Can you scratch it for me?"
She felt as if her whole body was being bitten by hundreds of ants; it was so itchy, so uncomfortable, and she wanted to scratch.
If Mo Yanyu wasn't entirely certain before, he is now 100% certain!
Yao Yao has clearly fallen victim to this!
But he didn't understand why this was happening.
Even if someone really did drug her, this shouldn't be her reaction...
Mo Yanyu glanced at the red marks she had scratched earlier with a calm gaze. They were quite frightening, especially after he had carelessly wiped her body with warm water just now. She was now burning with desire!
Mo Yanyu kissed her forehead and whispered, "Don't cry, don't cry, it'll be alright soon."
Even he couldn't do anything about this; he's not omnipotent!
But seeing her suffer like this, his heart ached even more than his, as if it were being fried in boiling oil.
Ji Yao had lost her mind, crying out, "Yan Yan, please save me, please scratch it for me, I feel so bad!"
“…No.” Mo Yanyu frowned and sighed helplessly.
Ji Yao accused him with a sorrowful expression, "Mo Yanyu, how could you be so heartless? You don't love me, how could you do this to me?"
In her opinion, Mo Yanyu is deliberately torturing her now, and feels happy to see her suffer a fate worse than death. That must be it!
Ji Yao looked at him through teary eyes, feeling furious, but all her strength seemed to have been drained from her body.
"Waaaaah~"
She stopped begging and just started crying, crying uncontrollably as if she had lost all her parents, a truly pitiful sight…
Mo Yanyu was both angry and amused, but mostly helpless. She covered her naked body with a thin sheet and continued to press her cheek against hers, coaxing her, "Don't cry, don't cry. It's my fault. You can hit me or scold me, just don't keep scratching like that, or it will definitely leave a scar."
He didn't know her personality yet; she loved beauty the most. If she sobered up afterward, she would definitely regret it to death, and who knows how she would complain about him then!
She's getting a good thrashing now, but the red marks she leaves will most likely bleed and leave scars!
Ji Yao kept wrapping herself around him, as if she had instantly transformed into a snake demon, constantly coiling around his chest, waist, and legs, her soft, helpless hands wandering all over his body, setting things ablaze.
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