Outside the window, fine snow began to fall, gradually piling up on the barren branches.
In the bedchamber, Shen Yinning couldn't take it anymore, her voice hoarse, letting out a sob, "Lu Ying, you're bullying me!"
She trembled, opened her mouth, and bit down on his shoulder!
The man was hard everywhere, even his shoulders felt like iron, making Shen Yinning's teeth ache. No matter how hard she bit, she couldn't tear off a piece of flesh, leaving only deep teeth marks streaked with blood.
The heat between the sheets dispersed, Lu Ying's gaze turned cold, his face sullen as he adjusted his attire.
Gui Quan cautiously entered to report, "Your Highness, Bai Shuangshuang requests an audience, saying she has cooked porridge for you."
"Let her in."
Shen Yinning was still dazed, but when she heard Lu Ying allow Bai Shuangshuang inside, her previously blushing face from moments of passion instantly turned pale.
