Chapter 135: Deceiving Uncle Sheng (34)
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Sheng Qianmo had no choice but to tie up her hands. “Drink the medicine or you will be beaten,” he said with a slight tone of command.
Shu Nuan couldn’t break through the bounds. She stared at him with bewildered eyes watery, looking as pitiful as a lamb about to be slaughtered.
Sheng Qianmo didn’t care, letting her open her mouth. He fed her a mouthful of the tonic. Shu Nuan had opened her mouth like a well-behaved child, but the mouthful aggrieved her as much as poison would have.
Normally, if Shu Nuan had looked at him with a pitiable face, he would’ve already relented. But now that she was ill, her brain was confused, and her body got hotter by the minute. How could he let her go?
Therefore, during the course of drinking the medicine, Shu Nuan kept her mouth pursed and shed tears in order to vent her grievance.
With much difficulty she finished the dose, and then Sheng Qianmo untied her hands.
He told her to open her mouth. Her eyes were red and swollen, yet with reluctance she opened her mouth. Sheng Qianmo reached over and put a soft candy in her mouth. She licked it and the tip of her tongue swept his fingers by accident. Upon feeling the hot, wet, and soft touch, Sheng Qianmo’s fingers turned numb.
After having finished, she fell asleep in a daze. In sleep, she was restless and didn’t want to be covered with a quilt. She would hold it for a while and then push it away. She wouldn’t let him touch her either. If he tried to touch her, she would cry in her sleep. Sheng Qianmo dared not touch her, but it didn’t take long for her to tie up piteously, holding his waist, and her face was buried in his arms.
Sheng Qianmo had been disturbed all night by the sick little fellow and hadn’t slept. Now, when he was holding her, he lowered his head and looked at her in silence.
Shu Nuan’s ice silk bed clothes lay soft on his body. As she slept in an odd posture, the cloth from her collarbone slipped, revealing a large portion of the fairness beneath, tender and smooth. And yet such beautiful skin was branded with a black word: “Slave”.
Somehow, this hidden piece of hers was enchanting to him, but she hated it.
Such a clean and fair girl shouldn’t have a mark like this on her.
He slowly reached over and stroked the mark on her snow-white collarbone. Such tender skin must’ve hurt when the mark had been branded into her flesh and blood with a smouldering iron.
Here, this is a slave. I have been a slave all this time!
Suddenly, Shu Nuan’s hands reached over and grabbed his hand. She mumbled something in a daze, bowed her head, and held his fingers down, licking carefully, and wetting them one by one.
As his hand was being licked by her, he looked down at her alluring mouth, rose lips and pearl teeth, opening and closing a little as it slowly licked his fingers bit by bit. It made his lower body stiff.
She should be dreaming something related to him. His desire surged.
After licking his fingers wet, she bit without warning, hard as though she wanted to bite it off. Sheng Qianmo took a deep breath but didn’t break free, letting her vent.
Chapter 135: Deceiving Uncle Sheng (34)
Disclaimer: To avoid our translations from being shut down, DO NOT repost our works on ANY social media, otherwise we will be forced to shut down.
Sheng Qianmo had no choice but to tie up her hands. “Drink the medicine or you will be beaten,” he said with a slight tone of command.
Shu Nuan couldn’t break through the bounds. She stared at him with bewildered eyes watery, looking as pitiful as a lamb about to be slaughtered.
Sheng Qianmo didn’t care, letting her open her mouth. He fed her a mouthful of the tonic. Shu Nuan had opened her mouth like a well-behaved child, but the mouthful aggrieved her as much as poison would have.
Normally, if Shu Nuan had looked at him with a pitiable face, he would’ve already relented. But now that she was ill, her brain was confused, and her body got hotter by the minute. How could he let her go?
Therefore, during the course of drinking the medicine, Shu Nuan kept her mouth pursed and shed tears in order to vent her grievance.
With much difficulty she finished the dose, and then Sheng Qianmo untied her hands.
He told her to open her mouth. Her eyes were red and swollen, yet with reluctance she opened her mouth. Sheng Qianmo reached over and put a soft candy in her mouth. She licked it and the tip of her tongue swept his fingers by accident. Upon feeling the hot, wet, and soft touch, Sheng Qianmo’s fingers turned numb.
After having finished, she fell asleep in a daze. In sleep, she was restless and didn’t want to be covered with a quilt. She would hold it for a while and then push it away. She wouldn’t let him touch her either. If he tried to touch her, she would cry in her sleep. Sheng Qianmo dared not touch her, but it didn’t take long for her to tie up piteously, holding his waist, and her face was buried in his arms.
Sheng Qianmo had been disturbed all night by the sick little fellow and hadn’t slept. Now, when he was holding her, he lowered his head and looked at her in silence.
Shu Nuan’s ice silk bed clothes lay soft on his body. As she slept in an odd posture, the cloth from her collarbone slipped, revealing a large portion of the fairness beneath, tender and smooth. And yet such beautiful skin was branded with a black word: “Slave”.
Somehow, this hidden piece of hers was enchanting to him, but she hated it.
Such a clean and fair girl shouldn’t have a mark like this on her.
He slowly reached over and stroked the mark on her snow-white collarbone. Such tender skin must’ve hurt when the mark had been branded into her flesh and blood with a smouldering iron.
Here, this is a slave. I have been a slave all this time!
Suddenly, Shu Nuan’s hands reached over and grabbed his hand. She mumbled something in a daze, bowed her head, and held his fingers down, licking carefully, and wetting them one by one.
As his hand was being licked by her, he looked down at her alluring mouth, rose lips and pearl teeth, opening and closing a little as it slowly licked his fingers bit by bit. It made his lower body stiff.
She should be dreaming something related to him. His desire surged.
After licking his fingers wet, she bit without warning, hard as though she wanted to bite it off. Sheng Qianmo took a deep breath but didn’t break free, letting her vent.
