Quick Wear: The Delicate and Soft Charming Girl is Forced to Love Again

Ming Huaye found that she was very different from before, when did her character become so soft.

It was too soft, as soft as mud, and seemed like it could be kneaded and squeezed by anyone.

He couldn't help but wonder, if the person she was facing at this moment was not him, would she also be so soft as to let others do whatever they wanted?

Or was this just a way for her to get his attention by playing hard to get?

However, none of this matters anymore.

Whatever it was, he no longer wanted to think about it.

To Ming Huaye, Yun Shushu was just a tool that came in handy. As for her inner world, he didn't care and there was no need for him to understand.

As long as it works, why bother with it?

The girl's clothes were quickly and roughly torn off by the man.

This nightgown is made of Tencel, a rare silk fabric imported from the Western Regions. It is soft and smooth, with a faint luster, just like clouds in the sky.

It is so precious that even the current queen only got one.

However, at this moment, this originally gorgeous pajamas was ruthlessly torn into pieces of waste cloth by Ming Huaye and scattered on the ground.

He didn't mind at all that such rough action hurt Yun Shushu.

On the contrary, facing such a weak and vulnerable girl, he felt a strong desire to destroy her.

He even wanted to break her, make her cry even harder, make her collapse into the dust.

Yun Shushu could only hug herself tightly and beg in tears.

The girl's pitiful and lovable appearance was completely different from her previous image of being aggressive, willful and domineering.

Ming Huaye chuckled, but he didn't know what he was laughing at.

Was he laughing at her weakness or at his own unknown desire for brutality?

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She is so fragile!

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Yun Shushu was helplessly held in the man's arms, still begging for mercy and mumbling, "I want to go home!"

She really knows how to drive him crazy!

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Even though Yun Shushu's wounds had healed and her high fever had subsided over the past few days, she still couldn't stand such brutal bullying.

He doesn't treat her as a human being at all!

Yun Shushu cried so hard that she was out of breath. This devil completely treated her as a tool to vent his anger.

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Yun Shushu had just recovered from a serious illness and was still very weak. She was completely unable to resist and even her strength to cry was getting weaker and weaker.

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In the end, the man ruthlessly left her alone on the bed.

Ming Huaye slowly and methodically arranged his clothes, as if the intense joy just now had never happened.

At this moment, he is still the elegant and well-dressed Crown Prince.

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Crystal tears hung in the corners of her eyes, silently telling of endless pain and grievances.

The girl on the bed fainted again with tears in her eyes.

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He is the prince, how could he condescend to him!

However, he did not let the maid come………….

The man admired his masterpiece from above.

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As if this look suits her better!

Ming Huaye looked at the unconscious woman on the bed. There was a hint of complex emotion in his eyes, but it was soon replaced by indifference.

The man's lips curled up into a smug smile.

As long as Yun Shushu is not dead, what else matters?

Then, he casually pulled the quilt beside him and gently covered Yun Shushu with it.

Then he turned and left the room without looking back.

As the door closed, the room fell into silence, with only Yun Shushu's faint breathing echoing in the air.