Knock knock, the door echoed with knocks.
The tray brought in by the servant held syringes and medication; Bo Yeyuan drew the medicine into the syringe, his hand shaking violently.
"This is the dose for four hours. In four hours, Mrs. Bo, we'll meet in bed." He lifted his arm and slowly pushed the injection into his bloodstream.
Li Qiyu's smile faltered.
Bo Yeyuan endured the pain secretly, his crimson lips twisted into a wild smirk as he crushed the empty syringe in his hand.
Glass shards mixed with rose-colored blood dripped down his fingers.
The crazy passion-suppressing factor inside his body subsided a bit...
The anesthetic slowly eroded his senses, his desire for her no longer as intense.
"Do you have a masochistic streak?" Li Qiyu leaned against the big pillow.
"Come here, I won't bite..."
"Li Qiyu, you started this fire, you put it out!"
"What was that you just injected?" Li Qiyu's smile was mischievously playful.
