The pain extended from her hips down to her thighs. Jiang Ling let out a low cry of pain, belatedly realizing that with Mo Ran in front of her and Bai Xue behind her, there was nowhere to run.
It seemed the tiny sound Jiang Ling made pleased Bai Xue. Her hand gripping the whip tightened, and a satisfied smile spread across her lips as she slowly and deliberately delivered another lash.
Bai Xue’s movements were not heavy, but Jiang Ling’s skin was far too delicate. She felt a sudden surge of pain and subconsciously tightened her muscles, opening her lips to try and beg for mercy. “Bai Xue—”
But the moment the words left her mouth, someone grabbed her chin.
Jiang Ling helplessly raised her eyes and met Mo Ran’s dissatisfied expression. She looked regretful, yet carried a hint of hidden displeasure.
“You’ve been calling her name since a moment ago. Are you treating me like I don’t exist?”
Jiang Ling’s heart skipped a beat.
‘I almost forgot Mo Ran was watching me like a tiger.’ For a moment, she was both ashamed and anxious. She could only let the other woman lift her face, forcing out a few gasping breaths of resistance from her throat. “Don’t…”
However, Mo Ran’s movements did not pause for a second. She moved smoothly from Jiang Ling’s chin to her cheek, rubbing it with a gentle force. Her eyes were full of tenderness as she leaned against Jiang Ling’s ear and whispered, “Don’t reject me. You promised me, didn’t you?”
Jiang Ling subconsciously averted her gaze. her lips trembled several times, but she didn’t know how to speak.
After all, Jiang Ling really had promised Mo Ran that no matter what happened, she would stay by her side and build a new, stable relationship with her.
She felt a bit like crying.
‘Isn’t this just jumping into a fire pit?!’
But Jiang Ling’s silence softened Mo Ran’s dissatisfied expression, because silence meant consent.
Consent for her to continue.
Mo Ran gazed at the beautiful sight before her, her thoughts drifting.
She remembered making a basket of white steamed buns one night. They were perfect in color, aroma, and taste. At that time, Jiang Ling’s eyes had crinkled with joy as she ate every single one, constantly praising her craftsmanship.
And now, Mo Ran was imitating that.
Perhaps due to nervousness, a layer of fine sweat gathered on Jiang Ling’s skin in the open air. Her mind became muddled, and her eyes gradually grew misty, as if covered by a faint fog.
She had no strength left, but she still instinctively reached out to push them away.
However, as soon as her hand reached out, it was easily restrained. Her helplessly shaking hips received another strike because of it.
Bai Xue narrowed her eyes as if suddenly remembering something. She pulled a cute little thing out of the prop box. After testing it a few times to make sure it wasn’t broken, she looked at Jiang Ling with a satisfied smile.
“You were the one who gave this to me, after all.”
Hearing those words, Jiang Ling instinctively turned her face to look. But because her body was weak, her vision was a bit blurry. She only caught a glimpse of something pink. It didn’t look very big, which made her breathe a sigh of relief.
Although she didn’t know why things had turned out like this, if she just endured it, it would be over. ‘My dear sisters wouldn’t be that cruel… right?’
Jiang Ling swallowed. Her wrist, trapped in Mo Ran’s palm, moved slightly. Her voice softened, carrying a sense of helplessness. “Mo Ran, I—”
She saw Mo Ran lift her head. The depth of her eyes carried a dangerous meaning, and her cheeks were flushed with a deep red. In the end, Jiang Ling could only endure her shame and close her mouth.
With Bai Xue present, she didn’t want to call out that word—the one that made her scalp tingle and her insides churn with embarrassment.
Seeing this, Mo Ran seemed to understand her thoughts. A hint of a smile appeared at the corners of her eyes as she leaned down again, this time using more force.
“Mmph!”
Jiang Ling let out a muffled groan. Tears welled up in her eyes, and her voice sounded aggrieved. “Why did you bite me…?”
Mo Ran ignored her and continued her own business.
The burning sensation of lips and tongue intertwined with desire, and the tantalizing pleasure almost burned away Jiang Ling’s reason.
Her breathing was unstable, and she was about to open her mouth to beg for mercy when she suddenly felt a chill between her legs. Something was being pushed toward her.
Something small…?
The image of that little thing she had just seen immediately flashed through Jiang Ling’s mind, and her sluggish brain suddenly snapped back to reality.
‘That thing… it couldn’t be…’
Almost as soon as Jiang Ling thought of it, she felt a strange sensation from between her legs.
This confirmed the thoughts in Jiang Ling’s heart. Her voice carried a hint of fear toward the unknown. “Bai Xue, take that thing… take it away!”
She was putting all her strength into resisting Mo Ran’s actions, so she had no way to turn around and see what Bai Xue was doing. She only instinctively felt that the woman was planning something, so she bit her lip and tried to shrink forward to avoid it.
However, as soon as Jiang Ling leaned forward, Mo Ran blocked her path. Mo Ran even intensified her actions, forcing Jiang Ling to shrink back again, only to bump right into that slightly cold sensation.
As they say, a two-pronged attack.
Jiang Ling truly experienced that feeling today.
The continuous vibration caused her toes to curl in distress, creating layer after layer of fine wrinkles on the smooth bedsheets. She could no longer suppress the sounds from her lips. “Wait, wait a minute… ah!”
But both Bai Xue and Mo Ran were satisfyingly admiring her current state. How could they possibly stop now?
Jiang Ling’s consciousness had long since mostly dissipated. She was forced to cater to the actions of the two women. Blurred scenes seemed to flash before her eyes. Her body was weak and exhausted, kneeling on the bed like she was dehydrated. Her expression was dazed and unfocused.
Before completely passing out, she heard Bai Xue whisper in her ear, “Has the stress disappeared? I told you this would make you feel comfortable.”
Mo Ran seemed to chuckle and said something in response to Bai Xue.
But Jiang Ling didn’t hear it clearly. Her lips opened and closed several times, and her fingers splayed out before clenching again. Finally, she fell heavily onto the soft bed. Her eyes slowly closed as she sank completely into a deep sleep.
‘Liar, it’s not comfortable at all!’
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The next day.
Jiang Ling found that she had woken up in her own bed. Lin Xiaoyu was still lying beside her, asleep. It was as if everything last night had been a dream.
However, when Jiang Ling tried to move to get out of bed, she felt a piercing pain and soreness. Her waist felt like it was going to break, and the muscles in her lower abdomen were still tight. Everything served as a reminder that it hadn’t been a dream…
‘Maybe they saw me faint and carried me back to my room?’
Thinking this, Jiang Ling couldn’t help but glance at Lin Xiaoyu.
She was sleeping exceptionally sweetly, her expression relaxed.
“Sigh.”
Jiang Ling couldn’t help but sigh. For some reason, she felt the girl looked like a sleeping wife in some movies…
Despite her body feeling like it was falling apart, Jiang Ling still managed to force herself to take a hot shower.
While rinsing her body, she discovered quite a few bruises and red swellings on herself, including—
Jiang Ling suddenly looked up and retracted her gaze. She resentfully began to draw circles in the corner of the bathroom to curse Bai Xue and Mo Ran.
‘It’s all the fault of those two bad women!’
After the shower, Jiang Ling felt a bit hungry, so she prepared to go to the kitchen to cook something. However, as soon as she entered the door, she met the gazes of Mo Ran and Fang Wannan.
The two of them seemed to be discussing what to eat for breakfast.
Seeing Jiang Ling arrive, Mo Ran subconsciously curled her lips into a smile and poked Fang Wannan, seemingly casually.
“How about we eat steamed buns?”
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