"Miss, are you awake?" The maid carried a tray of hot water, carefully placed it on the table, and hurried over to the bedside.
"Don't come any closer!" Xiaoyao immediately stopped her.
Only when she spoke did she realize that her voice was incredibly hoarse.
As she had screamed uncontrollably last night...
Her face flushed instantly but after the redness passed, it quickly turned pale.
Clutching the quilt to her body, Xiaoyao endured the discomfort in her legs and slowly sat up.
She didn't know what she had gone through before, but last night, there was surprisingly no such... extreme pain.
Yet, Feng Yexuan's physical strength was something she could not bear at all.
In the beginning, she had fainted from anger, and had no idea how long she was out. By the time she woke up, that damned man was still by her side.
What followed felt like a trip through hell.
Over and over again, until she passed out once more from a lack of strength...
That bastard!