Shi Jingzhou watched her coldly as she removed all the restraints on her body, obliviously hugging a pillow between her legs, her body turned sideways, her long hair scattered over the gray sheets, her fair skin dazzlingly bright.
She unknowingly displayed her body in front of him, challenging the man's self-control.
Shi Jingzhou held his breath, seeing her like this, he was tempted.
His impulse was to grab her and give her a beating.
Look at her now—what does she look like?
If he hadn't gone to bring her back, she would be showing herself like this to someone else right now.
Shi Jingzhou struggled to control his emotions that were on the verge of exploding, fearing he would do something regrettable. He roughly pulled a blanket and threw it over her.
Just as he was about to breathe a sigh of relief, he heard Qiao Zhiyi murmur a name, "Han Ling…"
Shi Jingzhou's eyes instantly darkened with a layer of black mist, staring intensely at the woman on the bed.