Since Fu Ying had lowered his stance, Mo Rao reluctantly agreed.
"Okay."
Only then did Fu Ying feel better. He let go of Mo Rao and smiled. "Go wash up. I'll get up later."
Mo Rao nodded and got up to take a shower in the bathroom.
However, she didn't expect Fu Ying to still be in bed after she had taken a shower.
And she was only wrapped in a towel, revealing her beautiful collarbone, slender shoulders, and fair skin, which was also covered in hickeys and bruises.
Seeing her like this, Fu Ying felt his lower body stiffen again.
However, when he thought of Mo Rao's pitiful appearance yesterday and how she cried so miserably, he didn't plan to continue torturing her.
After all, Mo Rao's body was relatively weak. It would be bad if she was injured. He had to at least give her some time to recover.
