Mu Jiujiu's fair skin was bruised blue and purple by the man, she slowly sat up, pulled the clothes from her head, revealing her tear-streaked face.
Tears flowed into her mouth, they were salty, with a slightly astringent taste.
Seeing this, Tang Jin's body stiffened slightly, and he immediately felt some regret, but he definitely wouldn't admit it, he could only use a louder voice to cover up his unease, "What are you crying for? Do you feel wronged?"
Mu Jiujiu bit her lower lip, started to put on her clothes, moving very slowly, layering them on one by one.
Tang Jin grew even more uneasy, turned half a circle in place, and then commanded the woman, "Don't cry! I said don't cry, did you hear me?"
Mu Jiujiu sniffed, raised her hand to wipe away her tears, curved her lips at the man, and managed to pull off a faint smile, she asked, "Does this work for you?"
