C68 Knock on the Bed

Cheng Zixu leaned against the bed, sobbing as he looked at Shen Yiran. There was even a hint of subservience in his voice as he begged in a hoarse voice. "Sob... be gentle."

Shen Yiran did not even raise his head and continued to rub his ankle. "What are you crying for? Say it, just be gentle."

Cheng Zixu whimpered and wanted to withdraw his leg, but he was tightly held