Qingli's face turned red.

This situation has happened many times between them. Although he calls her to bed every night, he never wants to touch her. Since she doesn't want to, she always deliberately teases him, and finally makes him horny.

Burn yourself.

But when it comes to sex, his attitude is surprisingly tough. Even so, he still refuses to touch her. He holds her hand every time and asks her to touch it for him.

"Um."

Qingli snorted, then obediently stretched out his hand to help him get up.

Afterwards, Qingli wiped his hands with a handkerchief and complained without tears, "I won't do it for you anymore. It's so disgusting. It splashed all over my hands!"

After wiping for a long time, she still felt sticky, so she raised her voice and called the palace maid to bring a basin of water. After cleaning her hands, she crawled back to bed with satisfaction.

Murong Che's face turned dark.

"How dare you despise me?" He turned over and pressed on top of her.

Qingli snorted and said: "It's already very dirty! If you don't mind it being dirty, why do you have to ask me to do it for you? Wouldn't it be the same if you did it yourself?"

How could my rough big hands be the same as her soft little hands?

Murong Che had a dark face, obviously very concerned about being disliked.

"Little girl, let's see how I deal with you!"

Murong Che suddenly smiled evilly, pulled out a belt from the bedside, quickly wrapped it around Qingli's wrists several times, and tied it to the jade beam between the bedposts.

Qingli was a little frightened when his hands were tied, and he struggled hard, but to no avail.

Murong Che enjoyed enjoying her helpless struggle and said lazily: "Please, I will let you go..."

Qingli rolled his eyes speechlessly.

She was tied to the bedpost by him like this the first night. Is this a reenactment of the scene? How bored must he be?

Qingli suddenly felt confused.

She recalled the night when the country was destroyed and the family was destroyed. She and the prince's brother escaped from Chengtian Gate overnight, but he intercepted him at the last moment. As a result, the prince's brother was thrown into the sky prison by him, but she was taken back to the dragon bed and cruelly killed by him.

Tear to pieces.

Everything is clearly imprinted in my mind, as if it was yesterday.

The heartbreaking pain was still there, and hatred was growing like poisonous weeds in her heart. But what was she doing now? Flirting with her enemy in bed so happily?

Qingli's heart trembled slightly, and she told herself that she was doing this all for revenge, but there seemed to be another voice shouting in her heart.

She became uncontrollably afraid, afraid that her heart would betray herself.

If that's the case, how should she deal with herself? Even if she dies, how can she have the face to meet her ancestors?

No!

"No, don't! Let me go, let me go!"

Qingli suddenly struggled violently, with uncontrollable fear and panic, and tears burst out of his eyes.
Chapter completed!