Female martial arts fanatics only love to fight, while men fight for their lives.

As usual, Li Huaiqing first watched her for a long time in the dark.

When she was not aware of it, his eyes fell on the chain on her wrist, and the light in his eyes gradually grew brighter.

over and over again,

The chains that bound her were more attractive to him than any of her hair crowns.

The bound beauty...only he can see her, only he can touch her.

Lou Xiao will never understand Li Huaiqing's sense of satisfaction.

But on this day, something was different.

Lou Xiao was slow to ask him to come over. Li Huaiqing watched her sitting on the bed with her eyes closed for so long that he began to panic. Was she feeling unwell?

Li Huaiqing, who was carrying a lunch box, took the initiative to walk over this time. He just put the lunch box on the table and immediately went to feel her pulse.

Holding her wrist, the skin under my palm was warm. As I got closer, I could see that her breathing was extremely slow but regular, and she was still alive.

Li Huaiqing breathed a sigh of relief.

She was sitting next to him, unaware of anything. Li Huaiqing raised his hand to lift up the hair that hung in front of her ears.

His fingers stroked her earlobe and he stared at her hair in a daze.

Unexpectedly, she opened her eyes and slowly looked towards him.

"Today I brought you rice wine balls, lotus root powder paste... I also brought you a portion of the popular milk cake among the foreign merchants. I asked the government to improve the recipe so that it doesn't have a fishy smell. Would you like to try it?"

In order to hide his embarrassment, Li Huaiqing stood up and went to open the lunch box.

But Lou Xiao held down his shoulder with one hand, preventing him from moving.

Li Huaiqing's heartbeat suddenly quickened. He turned around and asked with a smile, "What's wrong? Xiaoxiao?"

Lou Xiao looked at him and still said nothing.

If Xiao Zhengdu was there, he would definitely know what happened to her.

But Li Huaiqing only felt that her eyes were slightly red and her expression was dull, as if she had been crying because of a grievance and urgently needed his comfort.

Although she didn't say anything, her hand was pressing on her shoulder, just to prevent him from leaving, right?

A powerful beauty is bound and in need of her own comfort.

This incident made Li Huaiqing's heart beat rapidly, and even his body was shaking uncontrollably.

"Lou Xiao? You won't let me go?"

Li Huaiqing reached back to grab her hand that was pressing on his shoulder, and she did not resist.

The warm wrist and the cold, rough iron were both in his palm.

He held her wrist, giving him the illusion that he had control over her.

Not saying anything means you agree.

Li Huaiqing moved along her wrist and quietly held her hand.

The other hand raised to lift the strands of hair hanging from the corners of her eyes, then stroked along her ears, to her jaw, and even her chin.

The rosy lips were so close that Li Huaiqing couldn't help but quicken his breathing. He held the side of her face with one hand and slowly moved closer and closer.

She could already feel his breath, and her eyes were half-closed. Although she was not looking at anything, Li Huaiqing could sense that she was a little shy.

He nervously grasped her wrists, including the chain, and greeted the moment he had dreamed of.

But suddenly the world was spinning, and there was a huge force along with the sound of a chain being pulled, and Li Huaiqing was pressed into the quilt by her hand.

She looked down at him, without any emotion in her eyes.

Li Huaiqing was a little confused and struggled to get up, but she held him down with one hand and he couldn't move.

"Xiaoxiao, are you unwilling?"

Li Huaiqing had no choice but to lie down and ask her, but got no response.

He tried to hold her wrist and the chain again, with a persistent look, as if it was not him who was restrained, but the woman in front of him.

"Little..."