"Yang Cheng, we really can't go on anymore, please spare us."
Cheng Ruonan said coyly, already too exhausted to even lift her arms. Her beautiful eyes were tinged with red, and her delicate skin was covered with red marks, looking pitiful.
Beside her, Cheng Qiyue and Kong Lingwen were slightly better, but they were also drenched in sweat, as if they had just been fished out of water.
"Weren't you trying to drain me? How come I'm not satisfied yet and you're already done?"
Yang Cheng looked at the three women with interest, a look of accomplishment on his face.
"We were wrong, your ability is too strong, it's simply inhuman."
Cheng Ruonan, in a moment of excitement, had tears welling up in her beautiful eyes.
"Who's inhuman! Do you want to be punished again!"
Yang Cheng raised his hand and gave her a slap on the buttocks, making her let out a muffled hum, her brows full of grievance.
"Alright, you should get some sleep now, or you won't be able to get out of bed tomorrow."
