You Asked for It

Xing Si, who walked over, glanced at her. He threw over a black cloth strip.

"Now, we'll practice listening."

"…" This King of Hades was even more inhumane than Lu Zhanbei.

"Sir, may I rest for a while? Just five minutes." Lin Wanwan felt that she was almost out of breath.

"I can give you half an hour."

"Really?" Lin Wanwan thought that she had picked up a good deal.

"As long as you let me hit you twenty times."

"…Sir, believe me. You will be destined to stay single for life."

Xing Si didn't like to bicker with others. His eyes turned cold. "Do you want to continue or suffer the beatings?"

"Continue!" Lin Wanwan nearly squeezed out this word from the gaps between her teeth.

Lin Wanwan's eyes were covered with a black cloth. The pitch-black space made her feel insecure.

Xing Si grabbed a large number of small stones with his hand full of callouses. He threw them up one by one, as if juggling.

"Let's start."