It was like she hadn't done anything like that in hundreds of years, and he tortured his body tirelessly. Even she begged for mercy and refused to let her go. In the end...she fainted on his bed in shame.
Should I say that Ye Fan's physical strength is too good, or that her physical strength is too poor?
I was a little worried about his health at first. Although Uncle Cao said he was basically recovered, he was still not completely recovered.
Now, after testing it herself, she felt that she had nothing to worry about.
If he could make her faint on the bed, his body would never find out where she was.
"Are you awake?" A low, hoarse voice with a hint of a successful smile sounded above her head.
She raised her head and saw Ye Fanshen standing beside the bed refreshingly, with a smile on his eyes and lips, and seemed to be in a good mood.
Tong Caiwei's face turned red. She had done the most intimate things, but she didn't know what to say at this moment.
"Are you hungry?" Ye Fan asked thoughtfully.
Her face became even hotter, and she wanted to say that she wasn't hungry, but before she could say anything, her stomach betrayed her and she growled twice.
She looked embarrassed and her face turned redder.
Ye Fan chuckled softly, "Do you want to get up to eat, or do you want to eat in bed?"
Her eyes widened, she became angry with embarrassment, and called his name word by word, "Ye Fan!"
"I'm afraid that your legs will be weak and you won't be able to get up. If you have nothing to do, then get up and go downstairs to eat together."
The words that were meant to be caring came out of his mouth, but they all felt like teasing and joking.
Damn that stinky man, are you mocking her for her poor physical strength?
"I'll go downstairs to eat."
Tong Caiwei responded angrily, pointed at him and said, "Go out, I want to change clothes."
He smiled, his tone was very light, glanced at her, curled his lips and said, "I can clearly see every part of your body, do you still need me to avoid you?"
As soon as he finished speaking, a pillow flew towards him.
He calmly reached out his hand and caught it.
Tong Caiwei frowned angrily, "Do you want to go out or not?"
Ye Fan just thought it was fun to tease her.
But I never thought about really making her angry.
There is a saying that stops when it suits you, and Ye Fan has learned this lesson deeply.
"I tore your clothes. I asked someone to prepare a new set and put them on the cabinet next to the bed."
Tong Caiwei tried her best to endure it, and another pillow almost flew into his face.
She changed her clothes, stood in front of the mirror and looked at the red marks on her neck, frowned, found a handkerchief from his closet and tied it, and spread all her hair on her chest.
Fortunately, the clothes were not low-cut, and the traces on the chest were completely covered.
Beast!
Absolutely a beast!
Look at the scars all over her body.
After leaving the door, Ye Fan was waiting outside.
Seeing her coming out, the corners of her lips curled up and she asked, "Is it okay to walk?"
Tong Caiwei glared at him fiercely, "If you keep talking nonsense, I won't talk to you anymore."
Ye Fan then closed his mouth and made no more noise.
However, the slightly raised corners of his lips betrayed his mood.
Anyone who has seen him will feel that Ye Fan seems to be in a particularly good mood today.
That cold and scary aura seemed to have mostly disappeared.
Look at Tong Caiwei walking next to him, her face is sullen and she doesn't look happy.
The two of them looked triumphant and gloomy, which formed a sharp contrast.