Lin Chu's question did not receive an answer.
The sudden onset of pain made Lin Chu's eyes open wide, with fine beads of sweat seeping from her forehead. Her face was pale and wan, her delicate white teeth tightly biting her lip.
Jiang Muzhou, that bastard, had indeed deceived her.
It hurt, hurt so much that she couldn't help but want to cry.
Lin Chu's vision blurred, as the man's cold and distant features appeared somewhat fierce due to desire. The crimson in his black eyes seemed almost able to scorch her, the veins on his forehead bulging noticeably, and his breathing growing heavier.
She didn't know how long had passed, from the bathroom to the bed, the shower was not turned off, and the sound of water falling on the floor was never unheard.
After the initially unbearable pain had passed, a strange feeling gradually emerged. The tearing pain slowly faded away, replaced by an indescribable aching numbness.
