Chapter 361
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He thought that Schilling's Shadow was just grabbing randomly, but he didn't know that she was actually aiming for his thighs.
It seemed that Young Master An still had some feeling in his thighs.
As her hands continued to move down, Young Master An started to pant. "Don't touch any further …"
He was really noisy. Schilling's Shadow rolled her eyes. If it wasn't for the fact that she wanted to keep his mouth shut, she would've sealed his mouth too.
An Qing's mouth fell open as a seductive image appeared in her mind. Did Steward An find a * * hole to pounce on Young Master?
The more she touched, the quieter Young Master An became. In the end, the entire room was filled with a thick, undissolvable depression.
Schilling's Shadow knew that Young Master An had completely lost consciousness.
Standing up, Xi Nuoying, who was in the dark, suddenly activated her Dou Qi. Not long after, the entire room suddenly lit up.
The two instinctively closed their eyes, but Schilling's Shadow was the first one to open his eyes. The sunlight dispelled the darkness in the room and exposed its surroundings.
The room was cold and cheerless, a stark contrast to the An Family's environment. If it wasn't for the fact that she didn't know that Lai Fu was such a pampered young master, she would've thought that he was abandoned by this family like she was.
Apart from the bed and a short table, there was nothing else in the room.
However, there were many hideous marks on the walls and floor. It seemed that Young Master An had once messed up this room.
In the end, she shifted her gaze to the self-made wheelchair that was used in ancient times.
Young Master An was terrifyingly thin. His cheeks were sunken, and he was as thin as a twig … His face was sallow and bloodless. Right now, his eyes were tightly shut, as if he couldn't accept the light.
Schilling's Shadow patiently waited for him to slowly adjust to the light and open his eyes …
What kind of eyes were those?
They were dark and deep, but filled with self-loathing. Right now, they were burning with anger as they glared at Schilling's Shadow. It was as if they were going to burn her alive. They were filled with violence.
It was just a glare. She raised her eyebrows indifferently and looked down at him teasingly.
He didn't say anything, so she didn't say anything either. She even generously allowed him to glare at her.
Five minutes had passed, and he was still glaring. Ten minutes had passed … and he couldn't take it anymore!
"You woman … An Qing, get your ass in here and kill her for me," he roared again.
Schilling's Shadow mumbled to himself as he stared at his chest, which was heaving up and down violently. "Such a bad temper isn't good for treatment. Let's shut him up for now."
After saying that, a silver needle suddenly appeared on her fingertips. Under the sunlight, the silver needle flickered with a cold light. She smiled faintly as she approached him step by step.
"You, you, you … stay away from me. Damned An Qing, are you not going to listen to this young master's orders? Hurry up and get in here … "
An Qing, who was outside the room, could only smile bitterly when he heard the young master's angry words.
Young Master, have you realized that Miss Nine has removed the darkness in the room? You, who hate sunlight … are already bathing in the sunlight.
This isn't the first thing you should be angry about, right?
"Why are you touching my thigh again … You shameless woman …" He roared again, but An Qing only laughed.
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