Forgive me, Your Majesty

99 of 214
Use your ← → (arrow) keys to browse

This medicine was very strong, the medicine Teng Feng Yuan had given her before was completely worthless in front of this. Hua Yi was barely able to endure it at first, but the temperature inside her body was rising, as if it was going to burn her to ashes, an extreme sense of emptiness rose from deep inside her body, and the area between her legs was getting more and more itchy, itchy to the point where she couldn’t stand it, she cried out, “I’m so hot, it’s hard to bear, give me the antidote.”
She rubbed hard on the bed, Teng Feng Yuan only watched coldly, he sat down again at the side table, the tea set on the table was already cold, he didn’t care, he poured himself a cup and listened to her unbearable moans.
What does it feel like to be cared for by someone you like? Teng Feng Yuan did not know.
He could only feel her strong reaction and dependence on him every time he drugged her, she would beg him with a soft voice, she would seduce him with the most provocative gestures, and he became the person she cared about the most, as if he could grow in her heart.
He also did not want to use this kind of self-deception, but he did not want to completely hurt her, and could not think of a better way.
Teng Feng Yuan drank the cup of tea, looked up and looked at the bed again, Hua Yi even hid a small dagger in her right sleeve, at this moment, she was struggling to adjust the angle of the dagger to cut the cloth that bound her wrists. Teng Feng Yuan stood up and walked towards her, Hua Yi had already cut the right hand cloth, she quickly rolled over and sat up, directly cutting the cloth of her other hand.
“Be honest.” Teng Feng Yuan tugged on her right hand and jerked the dagger out of her hand.
Hua Yi, however, tugged on his palm with her backhand, the slightly cool palm made her feel very comfortable, and she moved her entire body up towards him, “I’m so uncomfortable.”

99 of 214
Use your ← → (arrow) keys to browse