Su Qianxun was half-conscious when she sensed that her chest, which was originally burning with pain, had cooled down. She felt extraordinarily comfortable from the cooling sensation. After Long Sijue had sprayed the medication on her, he squeezed some ointment onto his palm and carefully rubbed it on her chest. His gaze was fixed upon her breasts, and his breath became heavier and heavier.
This woke Su Qianxun up, and when she saw that a human head with black hair was buried in her chest, she was extremely angry. Her chest was already injured, and he was still bullying her!
The young woman subconsciously treed to push him away, but Long Sijue held her hands to prevent her from moving.
