"Does it hurt that much?"

"It's fine..." Lin Che withdrew her hand, "It's not too bad, just a little sore. I must have used too much strength..."

"I'm sorry..." Gu Jingze said as he lowered his head and looked at her.

He seemed to have lost all reasoning last night. He only cared about making himself feel better and didn't think about her body.

It was a few times in total and each time was not a short duration. She must have been drained.

Lin Che shook her head, "Nevermind. I don't blame you either."

Gu Jingze said, "Ultimately, you do blame me."

"I really don't blame you," Lin Che replied. "I couldn't watch you kill yourself."

m ii

Lin Che recalled how she even took the initiative to offer herself to him last night and quickly tried to explain it, "So... when I said I could help you, it doesn't matter if I had to use myself. You were in such discomfort anyway. What if you couldn't overcome the drug and something bad happened to you? I would be held accountable, wouldn't I?"

By saying that, it showed that she didn't have any other intention besides wanting to help him.

Gu Jingze looked at her, "I understand. I understand where you're coming from, but I can't treat you as my antidote. You're not an antidote; you're not an object. You're a person. I can't do that."

Lin Che froze.

She didn't expect him to think that way.

His respect made her heart feel warm.

Gu

managed to keep his most basic promise until the end. Otherwise,

the bedsheet. She lowered her head and said, "But... but it doesn't matter. I wasn't really an antidote

subconscious venting and

this was something he really wanted to do, he believed that it should only be done

simple venting that couldn't make the other person happy but made her feel pain instead, then he wouldn't be respecting her. If it was just to vent, then he wouldn't be any different from a heartless

he was truly someone respectable because he

many men of the same status and class as he would have treated women as trophies. Like collecting stamps, they would play with all kinds of

"Come. I'll help you

held up

my hand. It's dirty..." she wanted to retract

he frowned and pressed

said as he reached out and started to

immediately saw that there were still traces of yesterday on her arm. She was too tired to go wash up after that and went straight

again. Looking at the traces of him on a girl's tender, white

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saw and blushed shyly, "It's really...

is not dirty,"

m ii

It's not that

quickly ran from the bed and into the bathroom. Looking at the color of him on her own body...

at herself in the mirror, she thought

bite marks were on her body. It

in her brain. Now that she looked at them, she was

the neck. She was really a lustful woman. She must have

might have been because of her own body. Her skin was too fair, so just a little pressure left a mark.

too.

On the outside.

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