With a soft hum, another burning pain was felt on my thigh.

But soon, the pain was overshadowed by a feeling of pleasure.

‘Comfortable…comfortable…’

Jiang Qingying felt that she must be sick and was beaten by a whip and felt comfortable.

Turning his head to look at Lu Bei'an, wanting to say something.

But I saw Lu Beian looking at him with disgust.

Jiang Qingying had never seen anyone look at him with such eyes.

In that look, there was real disgust and disgust.

This disgusting look, coupled with the slight pain from the position being beaten...

Jiang Qingying only felt...
Chapter completed!