Hong Yan was so angry she just glared.
Can these two actions even be equated?
She had thrown him into the pit because he stalked her; he was the one who had done wrong first.
But him throwing her into the pit had been premeditated and intentional.
“Glaring at me? If you glare at me again, I’ll just…” Bei Shan couldn’t think of a punishment, so he simply kissed her in front of her eyes, “I’ll kiss you.”
What a scumbag!
Hong Yan turned her face away, refusing to look at Bei Shan, with all the attitude and determination of someone who is ready to die rather than yield.
“Ouch, are you mad? I’m already sparing you a beating, yet you still glare at me!” After saying this, he began to caress Hong Yan’s face with his hand.
Bei Shan saw that Hong Yan had turned her face to one side, so he pulled it back toward him, “You’re in this state, and you’re still not begging me? If you begged me, I would let you go!”
Remembering that her mouth was sealed and she couldn’t beg him, he removed the rag from her mouth, but as soon as it was gone, Hong Yan cursed, “You beast, are you sick…”
She had barely opened her mouth when it was sealed again.
“This morning you threw me into the pit and left me there. At that moment, I thought, you better not fall into my hands. If you do, I’m going to use the cruelest methods to deal with you, to train you with my ’love gu’…”
Hong Yan, red-faced with anger, struggled fiercely, making muffled “mm-mm” noises.
“Scared? Now you know that offending me, Bei Shan, isn’t a good thing, huh? But I must say, this spot is quite fortable, I…”
As he said this, Hong Yan stopped struggling; she simply closed her eyes, resigned to her fate.
“Oh, so you look like you want this lord to favor you right now? Although you have a decent face and enough here, you are a stubborn strawberry, and I won’t eat you up in one bite. I’m going to keep you and torment you slowly, let you taste what it’s like to be thrown down here. Now I’m leaving, not playing with you anymore,” Bei Shan turned and walked away.
But he didn’t go far and instead hid behind the big tree nearby, quietly observing her.
He expected Hong Yan to scream and shout, but surprisingly, the pit was quiet, and Hong Yan looked as if she had fallen asleep, not a single muffled sound to be heard.
“Hmph, such a tough little girl, let’s see how long you can last.”
After about half an hour, Hong Yan had still not made any sounds of distress.
Yet Bei Shan couldn’t sit still any longer, worried something might have happened, so he quickly walked over to the edge of the pit.
Yet he saw Hong Yan still lying quietly in the pit. When she saw him, she once again turned her face away, refusing to look at him.
But Bei Shan saw something shiny at the corner of Hong Yan’s eye. Was that… a tear?
Right, and it seemed she still loathed him terribly.
For some reason, Bei Shan felt a pang in his heart.
Who said she wasn’t afraid? She was just stubborn, too proud to beg even in the face of death.
“Oy, my dear girl, I really give up on you. Alright, now I’m pulling you up,” he lifted Hong Yan out of the pit and removed the rag from her mouth again, “There, now didn’t I let you out? I did this only to remind you to show more respect to this lord in the future, so don’t throw me into pits anymore, got it?”
Hong Yan didn’t say a word; she just lowered her head to glance at herself, thinking about struggling free from the rope.
Yet, on seeing the rope, she was dumbfounded… What kind of tying is this?
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