The Only Choice

Huanhuan was tortured in the water for half the night.

By the time she was carried out, she felt as if her skin was about to wrinkle.

She lay in Sang Ye's arms limply, her cheek pressed against his chest. Her long hair fell and swayed gently with his footsteps.

She was so tired that she fell asleep before she reached home.

When she woke up, it was already the next morning.

She was alone in the room. She struggled to her feet.

After a night of rest, her body recovered. Other than her chest feeling a little stuffy, she was fine.

Now, her physique was really getting stronger. In the past, she would definitely not be able to stand up after being tossed and turned by Sang Ye for half the night.

She reached for her clothes, only to find a faint black mark on the back of her hand.

She raised her wrist to take a closer look. It was a small piece of thin snake scale.