330. Chapter 330 I love you? Is this considered love? 1
Just listen to his reply in a very light and soft voice: "I love you? Does this count as love?"
Caressed like a feather, even the heart is stirred by it like spring water, unable to extricate itself.
Just as Ning Yazhi began to immerse herself in the pleasure, the sudden sharpness and extremely obvious contrast made her moan in pain: "Well...it hurts..."
The voice sounded cruelly again: "Do you still think I love you?"
Ning Yazhi's face twitched in pain. His actions were cruel and just right. When the pain became unbearable, he touched her again with the same gentle technique. The pain subsided a lot in an instant, and the pleasure was at the same time.
It swept through the whole body, covering up the pain like a wave.
Every time he pulled out a fragment, he repeated the gentle caressing. Soon, more and more blood flowed from the soles of his feet, and his hands were stained with blood.
Such a bloody and cruel scene made people look full of passion, and the low moans made the atmosphere extremely warm and ambiguous.
Ning Yazhi somewhat understood that the reason why he did this was just to make her less painful.
Although his method was cruel, it was very effective. Every sharp pain was quickly overwhelmed by pleasure. Soon, she felt that the sharp pain under her feet had disappeared. Although it was still very painful, compared with the heart-piercing pain,
At least she could bear the pain.
Fortunately, Nuo An was quick-sighted and asked the servant to prepare hot water nearby.
Mu Chengfeng did not allow anyone to touch Ning Yazhi. He washed his hands clean, and the clear and clean hot water instantly turned into blood red and turbid.
Then he put another basin of clean hot water in front of him and put Ning Yazhi's bloody feet in the hot water. The warm hands were also a kind of torture for Ning Yazhi. She didn't resist his actions, but because of
The hot water was so painful that I had to inhale and retract my feet.
A low voice sounded: "There is disinfectant in the water, which is good for your wound, otherwise it will become inflamed." There was a look of distress and regret in his eyes, which disappeared in an instant, but was still cold.
Ning Yazhi was stunned for a moment, bit her lower lip, turned her face away, and put her feet down while holding her breath. She couldn't help but wrinkle her face at the instant pain.
But after just a while, I felt much better.
His slender fingers gently washed her wound in his hand. The movements were very gentle. Although it was a bit stiff, he was still very careful, as if he was afraid of touching her wound.
Such a light movement made Ning Yazhi's heart tremble slightly.
Her face turned around involuntarily, and her eyes moved to his face.
At this moment, his expression was more focused and serious than ever before. The contours of his face were sculptured, and the lines were outlined with a coldness. However, he was also incomparably handsome. Matching his expression at this moment...
Ning Yazhi seemed to hear something thumping deep in her heart.
She turned her face away complicatedly, unable to stare at his face. This man, even if he was a devil, would still have the ability to confuse all living beings.
With her injured feet in the warm water, and his gentle and extreme movements, Ning Yazhi relaxed. Only then did she realize that her whole body was in pain, especially her head.
She couldn't help but wipe a smear of blood, and the thick and warm blood stained her palms. The bright red color was so dazzling in the dim light.
Ning Yazhi had the urge to faint. This time, her resistance was so tenacious that even she was unexpected. The rebellious factor in her bones was stirred up by him. All she heard was his very light and soft voice.
Answer: "I love you? Does this count as love?"
Caressed like a feather, even the heart is stirred by it like spring water, unable to extricate itself.
Just as Ning Yazhi began to immerse herself in the pleasure, the sudden sharpness and extremely obvious contrast made her moan in pain: "Well...it hurts..."
The voice sounded cruelly again: "Do you still think I love you?"
Ning Yazhi's face twitched in pain. His actions were cruel and just right. When the pain became unbearable, he touched her again with the same gentle technique. The pain subsided a lot in an instant, and the pleasure was at the same time.
It swept through the whole body, covering up the pain like a wave.
Every time he pulled out a fragment, he repeated the gentle caressing. Soon, more and more blood flowed from the soles of his feet, and his hands were stained with blood.
Such a bloody and cruel scene made people look full of passion, and the low moans made the atmosphere extremely warm and ambiguous.
Ning Yazhi somewhat understood that the reason why he did this was just to make her less painful.
Although his method was cruel, it was very effective. Every sharp pain was quickly overwhelmed by pleasure. Soon, she felt that the sharp pain under her feet had disappeared. Although it was still very painful, compared with the heart-piercing pain,
At least she could bear the pain.
Fortunately, Nuo An was quick-sighted and asked the servant to prepare hot water nearby.
Mu Chengfeng did not allow anyone to touch Ning Yazhi. He washed his hands clean, and the clear and clean hot water instantly turned into blood red and turbid.
Then he put another basin of clean hot water in front of him and put Ning Yazhi's bloody feet in the hot water. The warm hands were also a kind of torture for Ning Yazhi. She didn't resist his actions, but because of
The hot water was so painful that I had to inhale and retract my feet.
A low voice sounded: "There is disinfectant in the water, which is good for your wound, otherwise it will become inflamed." There was a look of distress and regret in his eyes, which disappeared in an instant, but was still cold.
Ning Yazhi was stunned for a moment, bit her lower lip, turned her face away, and put her feet down while holding her breath. She couldn't help but wrinkle her face at the instant pain.
But after just a while, I felt much better.
His slender fingers gently washed her wound in his hand. The movements were very gentle. Although it was a bit stiff, he was still very careful, as if he was afraid of touching her wound.
Such a light movement made Ning Yazhi's heart tremble slightly.
Her face turned around involuntarily, and her eyes moved to his face.
At this moment, his expression was more focused and serious than ever before. The contours of his face were sculptured, and the lines were outlined with a coldness. However, he was also incomparably handsome. Matching his expression at this moment...
Ning Yazhi seemed to hear something thumping deep in her heart.
She turned her face away complicatedly, unable to stare at his face. This man, even if he was a devil, would still have the ability to confuse all living beings.
With her injured feet in the warm water, and his gentle and extreme movements, Ning Yazhi relaxed. Only then did she realize that her whole body was in pain, especially her head.
She couldn't help but wipe a smear of blood, and the thick and warm blood stained her palms. The bright red color was so dazzling in the dim light.
Ning Yazhi had the urge to faint. This time, her resistance was so tenacious that even she was unexpected. He stirred up all the rebellious elements in her bones.