C97 Playing Drunk

Jiang Siye looked at the little woman who had been tortured to the point of weakness by him, but he did not feel any guilt. There was only heartache.

He used his hand to gently brush away the hair on her forehead and noticed a faint green mark at the end of her slender eyebrows.

He was puzzled.

Why, did he not even let go of her forehead?

Under the cover of the night