When he wanted him to stand on her side, she really wanted to reject him. When she started to touch him, she was almost ready to hit him hard.
As she clenched her teeth to suppress her disgust, obeying Oberon's directions, she worried that her freedom would be even more restricted than it was now.
Oberon certainly hoped Fang Wushang could resist. That way, he could thoroughly enjoy Fang Wushang's painless expression, and then give her systematic comfort to show his power. However, when Fang Wushang was there, there was still a slight chance of escape—at least Fang Wushang could move freely within the cage.
But her patience was limited. If the man actually touched her body, she would immediately punch the man right in the center of his face. Fang Wushang thought, Fang Wu made his body as rigid as stone, so after touching for a long time, Fang Wushang didn't have any reaction, he might feel disappointed.
Oberon let go of his hand and lay on the bed.
