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Suddenly, Zhen Haolin felt pain and instinctively let go of Xiang Tingxue, causing him to bleed profusely in the water. However, Xiang Tingxue who had been untied, quickly came out of the water and laid on the edge of the bath. She opened her mouth and took a large, instinctually yet greedily, breath, as her "throat" sound of panting could be heard in the bathroom.

Zhen Haolin stood at the side and wiped a trace of blood on his fingertip. His black eyes immediately filled with deep fury: "You dare bite me?"

Ever since he was young, he had always lived a life of luxury. Aside from that one time, he had never been injured again. Xiang Tingxue was the second person who dared to injure him, and was so brazen. How could he not be angry!

So before Xiang Tingxue could even catch her breath, Zhen Haolin, whose phoenix eyes had been half-squinting and pouring cold light, reached out and tightly hugged Xiang Tingxue's waist. She lifted it up heavily, and then heavily landed in a punitive fashion.

"Ah …"

Before Xiang Tingxue could react, Zhen Haolin had pierced through his body. The pain made her whole body tremble, and his chest hurt. His vision turned black and he fainted in Zhen Haolin's arms.

The moment he closed his eyes, a blue tattoo appeared in front of Xiang Tingxue's eyes. It looked like a dragon baring its fangs and brandishing its claws, but it was also like a fluttering butterfly.

After fainting for an unknown period of time, Xiang Tingxue woke up weakly wrapped in pain. When she woke up, she had already returned to her bed.

Opening her eyes, Zhen Haolin's cold and bloodthirsty eyes landed in her eyes, she smiled at her: "You have been enjoying life for so long, it's your turn to serve me."

The confused Xiang Tingxue felt like the world had flipped upside down. When she regained her senses, she had already sat on Zhen Haolin's body.

Facing against Zhen Haolin's beasts, Xiang Tingxue's heart was very weak. She was already in this state, yet he didn't let go of the opportunity to torture her. Xiang Tingxue looked down at him in shame, and did not move an inch. At this moment, she only wanted to get up and escape. She only wanted to leave this awkward situation.

However, Zhen Haolin pressed hard on her waist, preventing her from escaping, and then pressed down viciously.

The two of them groaned at the same time. Xiang Tingxue groaned in pain, but Zhen Haolin was the opposite.

After three hours, Xiang Tingxue's pain was so severe that she could only obey.

She ran her fingers over his body and lightly over the tattoo on his chest.

Instantly, both of them froze.

The tattoo on his chest was a forbidden ground for Zhen Haolin, and no woman dared to touch it.

He suddenly made his move, arrogantly and ruthlessly grabbing Xiang Tingxue's hands and holding them firmly above her head, he warned with a cold voice: "Women, don't touch everything you see."

Now that their bodies were in contact, if she angered him now, even if Xiang Tingxue thought about it with her toes, she would be able to imagine the consequences.

However, she knew the consequences. Bowing and groveling in apology had never been her style of doing things.

She raised her eyebrows, looked at his heartless and cold gaze, and weakly retorted: "Zhen Haolin, do you still have any principles as a person? The one who let me touch your body is you, and the one who blames me for touching the wrong place is also you."

This injury was the pain in his heart. All these years, he kept in mind that Zhen Haolin had flung away Xiang Tingxue's hands with all her might, gritted her teeth and said fiercely: "If you want to successfully obtain the money tomorrow, it's best if you don't touch any places that you shouldn't."

With that, Zhen Haolin started to take it back again. The pain made him want to have Xiang Tingxue call him a beast, and he had no choice but to wrap his arms around's body and caress his back lightly.

She closed her eyes, but this time she did not close them. Instead, she opened them a little and peeked at the tattoo on his chest.

The tattoo was not on the heart, not an arrogant flying dragon, not a fluttering butterfly, but a blue centipede.

The insolent centipede was more than ten centimeters long, completely covering up that scar. Xiang Tingxue's heart felt a fierce pain, she never would have thought that the insufferably arrogant Zhen Haolin would actually have such a long scar. Furthermore, she had felt the needlepoint left by the stitches just now when he had hastily touched it.

To be able to leave such a scar, it was definitely not an ordinary skin wound. Even if it wasn't an ordinary injury, what kind of injury was that? A knife wound? Car accident? Or heart disease? If it was just a heart attack, why did it leave such a deep scar? "And why did you tattoo such a fierce centipede on the scar instead of a centipede …

"What are you thinking about? Why are you so distracted?" Before Xiang Tingxue could understand what was going on, she heard Zhen Haolin's words. When she came back to her senses, she couldn't help but open her eyes.