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Jian Xi clenched her teeth hard, desperately twisting her wrists and ankles, trying to break free from the ropes. She even tried to call out to Qiao Jiaying for help, but it was deathly quiet outside, as if there was no one there.
Before long, circles had been worn into her wrists and ankles by the ropes, and yet she still couldn't break free.
On the contrary, the effect of the drug had reached its peak.
Her body felt unbearably hot, and she ardently wished to strip off her clothes and roll on the cold floor.
What she longed for even more was Nan Mufeng's embrace.
"Nan, Mufeng..."
She called out softly, using the sensation of pain in her body to bolster her will, time and time again.
After Andre had finished washing up, he didn't even bother with his underwear, merely wrapping a bath towel around himself symbolically.
