Chu Shaoyang didn't know whether he was asleep or didn't hear it, he lay there motionless.
"Chu Shaoyang, get me a glass of water." She gritted her teeth and pushed his shoulder, and her hand was quickly held by a big hand.
"Well, what did you say?" Chu Shaoyang's lazy voice sounded in the darkness, like a cat that had just woken up.
"Water, I want to drink water." Her voice was so hoarse that she could hardly speak, and her whole body seemed to burst.
"Ask me, as long as you beg me, I will get you water." He said calmly and sat up.
He lit the candle on the bedside, his eyes shining faintly, looking at her momentarily.
Her face was very red, like the peach blossoms blooming on the branches in March, pink and red. Her breathing was rapid, but her breath was like orchid. Beads of sweat appeared on her forehead, like crystal dewdrops.
His admiring eyes lingered on her body. She was always so beautiful, and he couldn't get enough of her.
"Chu Shaoyang, you..." She stared at him and suddenly understood, "Ginseng soup, what did you put in that bowl of ginseng soup?"
"Ginseng soup?" He shrugged innocently and said slowly: "I found something from Mrs. Chen's side, which was the good thing she put in the wine. I thought the taste was pretty good, so I asked her to I put it in the ginseng soup and gave it to you to taste. It doesn’t taste bad, right?”
Under the candlelight, he smiled innocently.
Shen Ning bit her lip hard until she tasted a trace of blood.
Her whole body was trembling violently, and that strange and strange feeling was like a tide, almost drowning her reason, and she almost cried out.
No! Don’t ask him! Don’t ask him for anything!
She closed her eyes, pulled the quilt with trembling hands, and wrapped herself tightly, because she was covered in sweat and soaked her clothes. She didn't want to see herself like this in his eyes.
But the heat was getting hotter and hotter, and her face was getting redder and redder. Reason gradually left her mind. She grabbed her collar with her hands, just wanting to tear off her clothes so that her body could get a moment of coolness.
No, absolutely not!
She struggled painfully on the bed, the iron chains under her feet clanked, and her lips were bitten by her, but she never uttered a single word.
"Why are you so stubborn? Sooner or later you won't be able to bear it." Chu Shaoyang finally sighed, got out of bed, took a glass of water and put it to her lips.
She immediately drank it up like rain, but the hunger and thirst in her heart did not disappear at all.
She gasped, raised her eyes, and pushed his hand around her shoulders away.
He smiled and wiped the blood from her lips.
"Ning'er, I might as well tell you that drinking water is useless. The properties of this medicine will become stronger and stronger. If you don't get the antidote, you will explode and die in three days. And this kind of The only antidote is me.”
He slowly approached her, and his hot breath blew on her face, blowing like a feather on the bottom of her heart, making her whole body feel itchy.
"Ning'er, as long as you beg me, I will give you the greatest happiness in the world. Do you want it, eh?"
"I... I..." Her voice was trembling as her consciousness was swallowed up bit by bit by the feeling in her body.
"Say, as long as you beg me, as long as you say a word, I will give it to you." He said softly.
"No, don't!" She almost used all her strength to say it.