Cang Heng's body was generous, but his breath was slightly cold, invading her all-pervasively, causing her to shrink involuntarily.
After a while, Sang Yu put her hand on his chest, the ends of her eyes turned red, and her already moist peach blossom eyes were now filled with mist, like a pool of spring water, extremely beautiful.
"Cangheng..."
Hearing the sound, Cang Heng finally raised his head.
Under the dim candlelight, his complexion was cold white, his lips were so brightly red, and his lacquer-like eyes were dyed with passion, doubling his aggressiveness.
The ends of Sang Yu's eyes were slightly hooked, and there was a charming look in her peach blossom eyes. The wet look at this moment was enough to make people lose their minds.
She pursed her lips and looked at him pitifully: "Cangheng, the wound hurts..."
Her eyelashes trembled slightly, and she spoke quickly and gently: "Can your hand..."
He really went too far. Her mouth was bitten. Although the wounds on her body had almost healed, he touched the scab of her wounds.
Cang Heng pulled his hand away from her and looked at her bleeding lips. He gradually straightened up and the lust in his eyes mostly disappeared.
He picked her up and put her on the couch, then used his hands to untie her clothes.
Sang Yu quickly shrank into a ball and looked at him warily: "What are you doing?"
"Isn't the wound painful?" Cang Heng looked at her with faint eyes, "Let me take a look."
He did feel several scabs just now.
How many injuries had she sustained while he was away?
"Need not……"
Before Sang Yu could say her words of rejection, Cang Heng tapped his acupuncture points.
She lay softly on the couch, unable to resist.
She could only watch as Cang Heng took off her clothes.
His hand wandered over her hideous scar, his eyes darkened slightly, and he sneered: "It's so ugly."
He looked at her again, "Didn't Mu Huai buy you some scar removal medicine?"
Before she could answer, he added: "Forget it, that poor guy like him can't afford it, so he can only steal it."
He took out a jade bottle from the secret compartment of the bed, took some ointment with his long and articulate fingers, and applied it gently to her wound.
His eyes darkened a bit more when he saw the arrow wound on her chest.
There are the wounds she suffered for him...
Does it also prove that she actually likes him?
After applying the ointment, he put her clothes back on and untied her acupuncture points.
"Sangyu."
He said, raising his hand.
Sang Yu saw a thick rope in his hand.
She felt something was wrong, and just as she was about to get up and run away, Cang Heng easily caught her.
He tied one end of the rope around her wrist and the other end to the bedpost.
He gently stroked her little face and looked at her with gentle and affectionate eyes.
"What should I do? It's in my hands again. You can't escape this time."
He bit the girl's red and swollen lips and touched the top of her plush hair. He felt quite happy and said, "Be good and wait until I come back."
As he said that, he pinched her waist shamelessly, then left with his hands behind his back, still unfinished.
Sang Yu couldn't help but twitching her lips as she watched him close the door and lock it uneasily, leaving the guards on three levels outside to guard her.
She struggled with the rope and found that she couldn't untie it, so she didn't bother to struggle.
But when will this day end?
"38, how much is their favorability worth?"
"Xiaoyu, Sang Yu's is still a hundred, Xie Qian Muhuai's is also a hundred, and Cang Heng's is only ninety."
"Is Sang Yu still looking for me?"
"Yes, Xiaoyu." 38 said, "Sang Yu's mental state seems a little abnormal. You have to be careful. If he catches him, he may break your legs."
Sang Yu shivered: "So scary?"
(End of chapter)
