Gong Heng's voice was hoarse and low, "I was also stimulated today, mentally and psychologically, so be good and let me calm down."
How worried he was today that Xue Ye might do something to her, that torture and sharp pain in his heart, how could she understand?
Mu Mian's gaze dimmed, so, was she just a tool for his release?
Indeed, that was all she was good for, right?
He forcefully spread her jade legs, and her screams came in waves: "Gong Heng, the medicine, the medicine..."
Gong Heng was taken aback, then he took out the medicine that Zhuo Xiusi had just left on the bedside, a wicked smile on his lips, "This medicine is for you to take..."
Then he fed the medicine into her mouth.
She needed water originally, but the pill was actually a pink candy, chewable or swallowable, with a fresh and natural taste, watermelon-flavored.
The next moment, she groaned, "You, you, you... don't rush... slow... gentle... it hurts... ah..."