She Was the Only Victor

The next afternoon, when Nan Ge woke up, she did not see Shen Yanqing.

The feeling on her body became clearer after her mind cleared up a little.

After holding the cup and moaning uncomfortably on the bed for a while, she got up and went to the bathroom.

She would not have known if she had not seen it, but she was shocked when she did.

Putting other areas aside, the red marks on her wrist were shocking after the night had passed.

She grinned and rubbed it gently. It did not hurt much.

The fabric of the tie was soft. Coupled with the fact that he could not bear to tighten it, she did not feel anything when it wrapped around her wrist.

However, when she couldn't help but struggle later, some marks were left on it.

She could not blame Shen Yanqing. After all, it was her idea.

After taking a shower, Nan Ge secretly looked in the mirror.

His achievements could be seen everywhere on her territory.