Crack!
The whip roared with the might of an angered lion as it left a red marking on the porcelain surface of unblemished skin. The clattering of the white mask on the young woman's face flew distances away with an echo that seemed to vibrate in the room.
A burning pain traveled up from the sting on the young lady's arm and hands that were used to block the sudden blow. Crawling to spread through every screaming pore at the sensation of this helpless ache.
"… …"
Taking a step back to further the distance between the two, Xin Yue glared at the man in silence while holding onto her injured hand. Porcelain skin painted a shocking color of crimson that looks rather erotic under this bizarre situation.
"... .."
Almond eyes redden with a stinging moisture that collects near the corners of obsidian irises. Unwilling to let out even a single gasp of pain, pearl teeth bit hard onto the bottom of cherry lips to prevent the release of noise.
