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Xiao Lingyue slowly opened her eyes and saw Zhan Beihan holding a hand beside her face, looking down at her, his narrow eyes half-smiling.

"What do you think this king is going to do?"

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Xiao Lingyue blushed and choked.

The corners of Zhan Beihan's lips were raised higher, and his eyes were very playful. He looked at her face, which turned red and white, then white and red again. He looked like he was becoming angry from embarrassment.

I can't be funny anymore.

If he kept teasing him, she would really start tickling him.

Zhan Beihan smiled faintly and pinched her waist with his fingers: "Turn around and lie down."

Xiao Lingyue whispered: "If you don't get up, how can I turn around?"

Zhan Beihan raised his eyebrows, let go, and straightened up.

She sullenly pulled the quilt to cover her chest, turned over and lay on the bed, burying her face in the quilt.

Like an angry little ostrich.

Zhan Beihan put his hand on his lips to hold back his laughter, sat sideways on the edge of the bed, took the ointment, and reached out to lift the quilt.

As soon as the quilt was lifted, her snow-white and thin back was exposed to the air, and she couldn't help but tremble. Her beautiful butterfly bones were like two graceful wings, and her skin was as delicate and flawless as glossy as jade.

Very beautiful.

Zhan Beihan admired it wildly, his eyes falling on her waist.

Her waist was attractively slender, and there were a few bruised and purple fingerprints on her snow-white waist, which were left when he couldn't control himself when he was crazy during the day, giving her a sadistic beauty.

There are also some bruises and scars from the lower back to the back, which were also accidentally left by his roughness.

Zhan Beihan's fingertips stroked these marks, his eyes couldn't help but look a little darker, and a little dangerously satisfied.

He likes the traces of him all over her body.

Can't put it down.

The man said softly and hoarsely: "Does it hurt?"

Xiao Lingyue responded muffledly and looked up embarrassedly: "A little bit, please apply the medicine gently."

Zhan Beihan didn't say anything. He opened the ointment, took a spoonful and rubbed it in the palm of his hand to warm it. Then he put it on her lower back and pushed and rubbed it away.

"Hiss" Xiao Lingyue gasped in pain, her waist trembling under his palm.

She finally couldn't help but raised her head, turned around and grabbed his hand: "Be gentle, it hurts."

Zhan Beihan deflected her with his hand, but refused to relax, and said in a low tone: "If you don't rub the congestion away, you will be in more pain when you wake up tomorrow. Just lie down and don't move."

Xiao Lingyue knew what he said was right, so she gritted her teeth and endured it for a while.

But for some reason, she felt that Zhan Beihan was using more and more force, as if he was trying to rub the skin through. The pain made her break into a cold sweat and her naked body trembled.

She finally couldn't help but struggled, and her voice was so painful that she cried: "Zhan Beihan, are you deliberately taking revenge on me? Stop pressing it, it hurts."

The pain of rubbing away the congestion was deep in the muscles, and it was simply worse than cutting her with a knife.

Xiao Lingyue struggled fiercely, but Zhan Beihan didn't allow her to escape. He pressed her down, rubbed her entire back, and evenly applied medicine before letting her go with great mercy.

She was sweating all over from the pain, and lay weakly on the bed. She didn't even have the strength to glare at him.

Zhan Beihan put the ointment on, washed his hands and came over. When he saw that the ointment on her back was almost absorbed, he reached out and took her into his arms, turned off the light, and lay down on the bed with her in his arms.

"Does it still hurt?" He kissed the corners of her eyes and found that her eyelashes were wet.

"Did you do it on purpose?" Xiao Lingyue leaned softly in his arms, her cheek pressed against his chest.

"Yes!" Zhan Beihan admitted.

He hugged her thin back tightly, and slowly combed her long hair with his fingers. His voice was soft and dangerous: "Remember this kind of pain. If you try to escape from me again, I will make you - worse than this."
Chapter completed!