"What, are you only now starting to be afraid of being seen? You want me to heal?" Qin Che pulled your hand down from his chin. "I refuse..."

As soon as he finished speaking, he sealed your lips with his own again.

He forcefully grabbed your hand, his outstretched fingers sliding between his fingers and lifting it up to pin it to the top of your head. With his other hand, the tiger's mouth pressed against your chin, deeply restraining your two soft lips.

snort!

He just wants you to beg him, and you insist on doing it anyway...

If you have to ask, then ask. A wise person knows when to yield.

As for how to seize the right moment to ask him for help so that he will definitely agree, you know that.

You wrapped your free hand around his neck, rolled around on the bed, and then pinned him down.

Your lips showed no sign of letting go, and the hand that was hooked around his neck slid down his skin to his front, and with nimble fingers, it loosened his tie.

Then came his white shirt, which was stained with your lipstick.

One button at a time, his shirt was undone, revealing his muscular body, which was covered in a thin layer of sweat.

Your kisses traveled down his neck, accompanied by his seductive panting.

He seemed to have no intention of suppressing his feelings any longer, so he turned over, picked you up, and carried you toward the bathroom.

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"Qin Che! Please... stop torturing me..."

"Huh? You weren't like this just now..."

Someone with slow, deliberate movements is leisurely enjoying watching you plead with them.

"Hmm? Then tell me, how have I tormented you?"

"You...you...you! Are you impotent?!" You were so angry that the words just came out of your mouth.

The person paused, and you immediately realized you'd said the wrong thing, hastily regretting it, "No, no, no, let me explain, I didn't mean it that way... Ah! Qin Che! You bastard!!!"

"Didn't you say I couldn't do it? I just wanted to test whether I could..."

"..."

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After the chaotic battle ended, Qin Che carried you to wash up, and even removed your makeup for you.

He carefully used a cotton swab dipped in makeup remover to wipe away the eyeliner from the corner of your eye: "Are you still angry?"

"Humph......"

"I've already removed that tooth mark."

"Humph......"

Qin Che chuckled at your snort again. He tossed the cotton swab into the trash can and used a damp washcloth to wipe your face: "You're like a kitten with its fur standing on end, completely at everyone's mercy..."

"snort......."

"If you're still angry, should I consider other ways to calm you down...?"

You immediately lifted your head from his lap, but the next second, because of the quick movement, your already exhausted waist ached even more.

You gripped your waist with one hand and glared at him resentfully.

"What do you mean by that? I feel like you're threatening me again..."

"No, you're overthinking it. I'm perfectly willing to rack my brains for my Queen..."

"I think you've been getting increasingly perverse lately... Where did you learn these torture methods from...?" You poked him a few times with your finger, annoyed.

He put down the towel, pinched your fingers, and said, "Torture? But you seemed to be enjoying it just now. Or did I not perform well? How about another round..."

"Qin Che!!!"

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