The Newlywed's Sweet Honey: Husband, Pamper Me to the Bone!
Chapter 270 Sharp Pain (2)

Chapter 270: Chapter 270 Sharp Pain (2)

Mu Yiliang gasped for air, her tears falling uncontrollably... She had never experienced such pain before; it was as if her body was being forcibly torn in two! Even during her first time, under this man’s patience and gentleness, she had never felt such agony.

Yan Sijue let out a low groan, and the pain on his face finally eased somewhat.

But for Mu Yiliang, this was no different from being tortured — she gripped his shoulder tightly, but the man’s muscles were so tense and hard as if they were made of stone!

"Yan Sijue..." she called his name in a voice as faint as a whisper.

At this moment, he couldn’t hear anything! No techniques or soothing words, just relying on primitive instincts!

Mu Yiliang bit her lips hard, trying to keep a shred of clarity in her mind!

She was really afraid she would faint the next second!

Her body was overwhelmed with pain and more pain, tears streaming down without ceasing. All she could do was pray for it to end quickly in her heart; she was powerless, but the addiction brought him not only immense pain but also... abnormal endurance.

"...Yiliang..." he suddenly murmured her name softly, as if in a whisper.

Hearing this made Mu Yiliang’s tears flow even more fiercely.

He probably had no idea what he was doing, merely treating her this way out of instinct, calling her name instinctively... this made it impossible for her to even feel resentment.

The man’s breath became increasingly heavy, and after an indeterminate amount of time, with a muffled groan, it finally ended.

Mu Yiliang went limp, leaning weakly against his chest.

Fortunately, what just happened had also exhausted Yan Sijue, his pain likely greatly relieved, no longer convulsing like before, and the tight frown between his brows eased. It was unclear if he had fallen into unconsciousness.

Mu Yiliang’s entire body trembled with pain.

She tried to get up from him, only to find his body stained with blood.

It was her blood.

Grinding her teeth, she picked up clothes from the floor, wrapped her body, and struggled to the first aid kit, pulling out gauze to barely cover her bleeding shoulder.

After doing all this, she helped Yan Sijue with his clothes, wiping away as much blood as she could, but the strong smell of blood wouldn’t go away.

She sat helplessly on the carpet, tilting her head slightly, looking at the unconscious Yan Sijue.

His face was still pale, but there was no longer the terrifying ferocity in his expression.

Even in this sorry state, he remained charming, his features distinctive and flawless, with every curve of his profile perfect.

The man’s right hand hung down, and Mu Yiliang noticed that the bandage he had applied earlier had been torn off, and the wound on his palm, cut by glass shards, was bleeding afresh.

She had to struggle to sit up again, once more helping him with disinfecting.

It was only then that she noticed the phone he’d been searching for was actually on the carpet!

It had likely fallen when he first went into his fit, but she searched for it for a long time, inadvertently arousing the man’s desire...

All she could do was give a bitter smile, reaching out to hold Yan Sijue’s phone, dialing Yang Ru’s number.

She briefly explained the situation, gave Yang Ru the address, then gently placed the phone next to Yan Sijue.

Having done all this, Mu Yiliang looked once again at the sleeping Yan Sijue, suddenly feeling an overwhelming sense of confusion.