C553 Really Deserve to Die

Lying on Huo Chixuan's clothes, he looked at her body. As if he didn't notice anything wrong, he picked her up again and untied the rope around her wrist. Then, he looked at the cloth in her mouth, "Is there anything uncomfortable?" he asked softly. His voice was infinitely gentle, but it made her feel sick, as if the nausea she'd felt from the men before still existed