Baili Xia was truly terrified, and luckily, Uncle didn't make things difficult for her this time.
After the elder and Ning Anran got their clothes, they left immediately.
The sound of the door closing from outside reached her before she could make it out, the man on top of her had already begun his frantic plunder.
She endured for quite a while, but finally couldn't help it, tilting her small, sweat-drenched head back, her thin lips trembling slightly, "Mmm..."
...
Over an hour later, the girl, too exhausted to even tremble her hands, was carried into the bathtub.
Mu Xiaojiu ran the water, personally cleaned her body, then carried her back to lie down on the bed.
Baili Xia struggled to pull the blanket over herself to cover her unshielded body.
Looking up at him, the man stood by the window, having already lit up a cigarette, taking drags in silence.
His clothes were wet in several places, soaked while bathing her.
