"Shushu..."
"I'm back."
"It's his fault. I won't blame you."
In the dim and silent room, the young man's voice was eerie, like a ghost.
The next day.
When Panshu woke up, she felt as if her whole body was being crushed.
She cursed inwardly.
Although my back and waist ached, it must have been wiped carefully, and my whole body was dry and I didn't feel any other discomfort.
"woke up?"
The young man's gentle and soft voice floated over from the side.
Ban Shu's eyelashes trembled, and a thin layer of mist quickly filled her eyes. She threw herself on the young man, "Wow, you scared me to death. I thought you were dead."
The young man patted her back soothingly.
"I'm sorry for making you worry. I won't do that again."
Where the girl couldn't see, there was no smile on Meng Jingyue's face, as if it were a still, cold pool of dead water.
My little wife—
You'd better not be pretending.
His long, bony knuckles slowly stroked the girl's neck.
The red mark there was particularly conspicuous.
He pressed down until the girl moaned in pain, then he seemed to come to his senses and withdrew his hand.
"I'm sorry if I hurt you."
The girl's cheeks flushed, and she shyly buried her head in Meng Jingyue's cold and white collarbone. "Why are you so fierce... You made my whole body hurt..."
The young man's hands on her waist tightened.
Finally, he sneered, "Do you want to do it again?"
Sensing the young man's unhappy mood, the girl shuddered all over.
Meng Jingyue was a little annoyed.
Why couldn't he control his emotions... and scared his little wife...
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