The pain from the kiss was worse than torture to Su Qianxun. Long Sijue was holding the back of her head, and his large hand was in contact with the wound there. He was also sucking on her tongue's injured tip, and she had no choice but to grab her clothes hard to stop herself from pushing him away.
Long Sijue was not satisfied yet when he let go of her, and he said, "I'm going to take a shower. Go to bed and wait for me."
The moment he let go of her, Su Qianxun's tears immediately streamed down her cheeks, so much so that she could not hear what Long Sijue had said just now clearly.
After she returned to the bed, Su Qianxun lay there and pretended to be asleep. She hoped that Long Sijue would let her off tonight, but that was obviously impossible. Long Sijue pinned her on the bed after he came out of the bathroom. He lowered his head and was about to kiss her.
