"You...Dongfang Xing, you beast, what are you doing, let me go..."
Could it be that he wanted to take advantage of her and play SM games with her?
Thousands of images of being abused by him suddenly flashed through Xiahou Huan'er's mind, and she struggled even harder. Fortunately, the rope was made of cotton, so it would not hurt her wrist.
The cold, yet overbearing voice that made one's teeth itch immediately came to his ears: "Be quiet, don't force me to knock you out."
"Why don't you be so overbearing? You treat people like this and don't allow them to protest. Dongfang Xing, if you dare to mess with me, I will definitely castrate you and let you follow the eunuch trend..."
Xiahou Huan'er shouted back angrily.
This girl was really noisy. Dongfang Xing's brows were so furrowed that he could pinch a fly to death. He was silent for a while, then suddenly found a handkerchief and plugged her mouth that kept shouting. Finally, his ears were quiet.
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"Well..." This beast actually didn't let her make a sound. Xiahou Huan'er cursed in his heart and visited his eighteenth generation ancestor.
Dongfang Xing turned up the heating in the room, took off her coat, and pushed her clothes up to expose her lower back.
Xiahou Huan'er felt the coldness on her back and immediately started to struggle. Damn beast, he wanted to torment her again.
"Don't move." Dongfang Xing quickly stretched out his hand to hold down her struggling body, fixing her small body, then poured the medicinal wine on her waist and started massaging it. He didn't use too much force at first.
strength, but slowly, his strength became stronger and stronger.
Xiahou Huan'er's body tensed up.
It hurt so much, it felt like it was going to break her waist.
He was indeed lying, saying that it wouldn't hurt that much, but within a short while, she was already dying of pain.
Woo, she's going to kill him.
"Relax, if you are so tight, it will only hurt more." Dongfang Xing reached out and pulled the handkerchief away from her mouth.
A shrill scream immediately rushed out of her mouth: "Ah... Dongfang Xing... you beast... I will not let you go this time... I will kill you..."
The last time he gave her a massage, he had already heard these words and his ears were calloused.
Dongfang Xing gently reached out and patted her head, commanding in a majestic tone that could not be refused: "Breathe..."
Xiahou Huan'er, who was gasping for air in pain, heard his order and immediately followed it subconsciously.
"Exhale..." Hearing the sound of her inhalation, Dongfang Xing breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, she still knew how to cooperate, and he continued to make her repeat the inhalation and exhalation movements.
Miraculously, Xiahou Huan'er gradually felt less pain.
I didn't expect this trick to be quite effective.
No need for him to say anything later, she already understood that her son was coming, and after her body completely relaxed, the pain gradually subsided.
Her screams also continued to lower in decibels, turning into a low moan of hum hum hum.
After Dongfang Xing gave her a massage, he pulled up her clothes, untied the rope on her hand, and said coldly: "Your meridians are open, and you will no longer feel pain."
Xiahou Huan'er sat up, pursed her lips, and watched him neatly untie the rope from her hand, her eyes filled with resentment.
Dongfang Xingdang didn't see it, so he put ointment on her bruised wrist, rubbed it carefully, and then stood up.
