"You're not well right now. Once you're better, I won't be so patient!" Ling Chuan let go of her hand and let her lie down, "The butler will bring in some food later. Eat and then rest!"
Without waiting for An Ziqing to say anything.
Ling Chuan quickly rushed into the bathroom.
An Ziqing was taken aback, then couldn't help but laugh under the covers.
She knew he wouldn't touch her.
Because she was injured, he would rather suppress his own desires than hurt her.
But who told him to spank her!
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The sky began to fill with snow again, mingled with strands of rain.
This year, Greenland Island was particularly cold.
Glaciers stretching for thousands of miles had undergone thousands of years of baptism, already cold enough to pierce the bone marrow.
A slight wind felt like a sharp blade piercing through flesh and blood.
In this cold weather.
A silver-haired man sat inside the vast and solemn Yak Main Hall.
Cold water flowed through the room.
