"What's there for me to be angry about, I practically served myself up for you to abuse," Tang Yu rattled off before realizing her neck was sore.
Her hand gently touched her neck, feeling a tinge of pain.
That's right, she had been strangled with a belt last night.
Her body lightened as she, along with the blanket, got picked up and moved into Ye Sihan's arms, sitting on his strong, muscular thighs.
"Hmm, it hurts..." Tang Yu felt uncomfortable the moment she moved, as if her waist was going to break.
Ye Sihan's hand continued to rest on her waist, gently pressing, "Is this better?"
Tang Yu felt very depressed, "Let me go."
Ye Sihan narrowed his eyes, observing her as she refused with her lips but buried her face in his chest, his dark pupils flickering with emotion as he hugged her even tighter.
Just then, a knock on the door was heard.
"Come in," Ye Sihan said in a deep voice. After the door opened, he commanded, "Bring it in."
The maid set the food on the table.
