Before Luo Qingyu's somewhat sluggish mind could recover, he felt a sudden pain in his chest, and then the voice sounded: "Tell me, who am I?!"

Luo Qingyu shivered in pain, and finally regained some sense. She opened her hazy eyes, tried hard to focus, and vaguely saw a stunning and pleasing face——

What a pretty face!

Luo Qingyu's slow brain slowly turned around again and came to such a conclusion.

After all, she had seen Di Shiyin's true face only a handful of times, and now that she was suffering from the effects of the medicine, she didn't recognize it for a moment...

Then she met his eyes again. Those eyes were dark and deep, with a faint purple light undulating, like a deep pool of temptation that wanted to suck her in——

At this moment, the expression on this face was a little distorted, as cold as snow, with a bone-chilling chill. The expression seemed to want to eat her up!

These eyes were extremely familiar to her, and she couldn't help but shudder, and her mind that was about to fly came back a little bit: "Master...Master..."

"Very good!" Di Shiyin's words were low, as if mixed with a faint storm: "You finally recognized me!"

His long, silky-smooth, ink-black hair fell down. His bare skin shone seductively under the candlelight, and his delicate collarbones were hidden under his ink hair. His facial features were extremely pleasing to the eye, yet full of aggression.

The tension made Luo Qingyu's mouth go dry instantly: "I..."

Her body twisted uncomfortably, but she accidentally touched a hard object underneath her——

He took a deep breath, his eyes instantly became as deep as the sea, and he lifted her legs——

His... pressed against hers...

"Little Feather, open your eyes and look at me..." His voice was hoarse, but it still had the usual command.

Luo Qingyu trembled, and his eyes focused on his face again.

"Tell me, who am I?" The voice was full of threats and temptation.

"Master...Master..." Luo Qingyu replied subconsciously.

"Good boy, remember, I am your husband now!" Di Shiyin smiled lazily, his brows as elegant as splashed-ink landscapes widening.

As soon as the last word was spoken, his waist sank——

There was a burst of pain that was like tearing apart, and Luo Qingyu couldn't help but scream.

But as soon as she screamed, he kissed her deeply, swallowing up the rest of her screams in his mouth...

His lips pressed hers tightly, almost suffocating her.

"Well..." No voice of resistance came out, and only one or two vague sounds of unknown meaning escaped from the corners of his mouth.

It sounded more like a moan.

It hurts so much! Luo Qingyu's chaotic mind was clear for a moment, and she tried desperately to move back, but she was hugged tightly by him. He was only halfway in, but her struggle made her dare not move, and she just hugged her tightly.

She kissed her and gasped softly: "Don't...don't move, it will stop hurting in a while..."

Luo Qingyu was sweating profusely. She naturally knew that it would be better after the first time.

However, this hurts too much!

It was much more painful than it was when she and He Xiangwan were together!

Is it because of him? Or is this body not really an adult yet?

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