Like a storm of passion, tight friction, shocking pleasure continuously climbing, pushed to the peak, white transformed into a brilliant spectrum of colors in my eyes.
I moaned unbearably, biting his lips hard, suppressing the desire to scream.
“Feeling good?”
“His raspy voice was beautiful.
Sweat seeped from every trembling pore. I hazily nodded, touching his face; this pleasure and satisfaction no one but him could give me.
Suddenly, I regretted it, filled with remorse. I forgot that for Ye Zhengchen at this moment, a ray of sunshine would make him bloom brilliantly.
Hearing me say I felt good, he returned to his true nature, worse than a beast, wanting to give me all the pleasure and let me taste ultimate bliss.
I tried to be more proactive, but the more I engaged, the more intense he became, wanting to crush me beneath him. After a fierce battle, I lay on the bed unable to move.
He lay beside me, breathing heavily, sweat trailing down his face. I realized and crawled to his side, about to lift the gauze, but he stopped me. “It’s fine.”
“Let me see.”
“Don’t look.”
“Just once.”
He grabbed my hand, smiling, a pair of black and white watches reflecting each other. “Be good, stop fussing. Lie down next to me. I’m tired.”
The more he insisted, the more I felt something was wrong. Ignoring his refusal, I forcefully lifted the gauze.
Bright red stained the white gauze. My heart was torn with pain, tears gushing out. “Sorry. I shouldn’t have seduced you.”
“It was me who seduced you.”
“Wait, I’ll call the on-duty doctor.” I panicked, grabbing clothes to put on.
He grabbed my hand.”
“You’re going like this?!”
I looked—evidence of our actions scattered across the bed.
If the doctor came, he wouldn’t bandage his wound and might even send us to the police station for re-education.
“I’ll go to the treatment room to get some hemostatic and anti-inflammatory medicine. I’ll treat you!” I quickly dressed and slipped into the nearby treatment room.
After grabbing some medicine, gauze, and a thermometer, I returned to the ward.
