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Her bottom stung, and Fan Qingyin let out a soft cry, finding the sensation both painful and itchy, unable to describe exactly how she felt.

However, she was certainly aware of the word "shame."

"Ye Haochuan, you scoundrel..." Before she could finish, her mute acupoint was sealed by Ye Haochuan once more.

This left her unable to speak or move; she could neither call to the heavens nor to the earth for help.

"Haha!"

Ye Haochuan burst into laughter, leaned down, and whispered as he looked at Fan Qingyin, "You women are like horses in a pasture, wild and untamed. However, any horse that catches the eye of Yours Truly Ye will eventually be tamed under my stick, and you are no exception."

This bastard, comparing her to a horse, how shameless!

Fan Qingyin cursed wildly in her heart, her beautiful eyes becoming incredibly sharp, as if she wished to tear him into pieces to vent her hatred.