C402 What Do You Want to Talk to This King About?

"No regrets."

The man folded his arms even tighter.

Li Jing'er's slim waist was hurting.

She didn't have time to cry out in pain.

The man suddenly picked her up and carried her to bed.

Li Jing'er subconsciously pulled tightly on his sleeves, his eyes tightly shut, not daring to look at the man.

The man chuckled.

"It's not that I don't regret it?"

Li Jing'er clenched his teeth