Gong Jue endured the blood from his nose and carefully carried her to the bed. He helplessly pressed against the unhappy Little Gong Jue…
The long night passed. The man's warm palm gently massaged the woman's cold abdomen for a long, long time.
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On the same night.
Some people were tortured to the point of screaming, begging for their lives, and shouting until their throats became hoarse but it was useless. However, they still tried to enjoy themselves.
Some people slept like pigs without a care in the world, but the man next to her remained gentlemanly and didn't take advantage of the situation. Instead, he willingly became her servant and massaged her to relieve her pressure.
There was also someone else… who sadly realized that this was the most unlucky night of her life! All the unlucky things had happened today.
Yun Qiao dragged her tired body back to the slums in the suburbs of the Imperial Capital.
