Thank the Wolf Lord For His Divine Arrow! Disloyalty of the Rich and Powerful!

"Hmm..."

Zhu Yuheng's expression was a little unnatural as she dodged.

Last time, it was her chest. This time, it was her shoulder. He had touched all over her body.

His hot palm made it even worse.

Who could take it?

Zhu Yuheng's breathing and heartbeat stopped a long time. Her mind was blank, and the classic scenes of Lin Qiye replayed repeatedly in her mind. 

A strange feeling turned into an electric current, shuttling through her body.

It made Zhu Yuheng feel that something was wrong with her more and more.

The shyness was difficult to speak of. It frightened Zhu Yuheng so much that she immediately held her breath and forced herself to calm down.

"Your injuries have recovered!"

Lin Qiye looked at Zhu Yuheng's shoulder.

The wound had already recovered, and her white and tender flesh had grown back. There were no visible injuries.

"Thank you..."

"It's my fault."