Dislocated, the woman shuddered all over, the pain causing her delicate arm to tremble uncontrollably in his palm.
Her struggle came to a halt, as if doused with a bucket of ice water, seemingly unable to believe she was being treated this way. With her back to him, she lowered her head, her shoulders trembling.
"Fengye Wuyin's fiancée, stop struggling. You should understand by now, I'm not joking. If you keep being troublesome and unreasonable, I truly won't be gentle with you. It won't just be a dislocation; your hand will shatter!"
He spoke with casual coldness.
"If you're afraid of pain, you should obediently listen."
The lips of the woman covered by his hand subtly trembled, as if moist liquid was flowing across her cheek, dampening his palm through the veil.
Ji Lingkong's heart jolted, the moist sensation creating an uncomfortable strangeness.
