C184 Have a Child for Me

Ling Muxue's arms, which were tied up, were already sore and weak. Every day, she slept enough and at night, she would have to suffer from Xiao Qinghan's torture. Today, dealing with Rorai had used up almost all of her energy, so she slept soundly throughout the afternoon.

It was getting dark, and she heard the door open in a daze, but she didn't have the strength to open her eyes.

Suddenly, a figure was approaching her. The rope around her arms and legs was untied, and then her body was lifted up. She fell into that familiar and broad embrace. She looked at her with a complicated look in her eyes.

A warm and comfortable air lingered around her, and her pores opened. The soreness in her entire body lessened quite a bit. The bright light of love stimulated Ling Muxue's heavy eyelids, and she slowly opened her tired eyes. Her eyes were empty and powerless.

The fog was so thin that she lifted her numb arm, and the sound of splashing water slid down her slender arm. Her creamy white skin was like a pearl that had been stained with a bright, enchanting light.

She was lying in the bathtub. Just as she was about to lower her arm, a large palm suddenly grabbed her arm. It was a perfect match.

Ling Muxue's entire body suddenly trembled. All of the cells in her body became alert, and her senses instantly became more sensitive.

She turned her head and saw Xiao Qinghan resting his head on her neck, and she was in his arms, his other hand wrapped around her.

He slowly put down his arm that was holding her.

He was leaning against her shoulder in the bathtub, hugging her, smelling her scent.

His posture was ambiguous, and he was lost in his imagination.

Ling Muxue did not struggle. She just let him hug her like this. Her eyes were wide open and she was looking in a certain direction without any focus.

Xiao Qinghan's hand floated out of the water. There were a few petals on the back of his hand. He reached out his hand and gently pinched Ling Muxue's chin. With a gentle force, he tilted her head to the side.

Ling Muxue did not resist nor did she pander to him.

His body was already unbearably hot, but her body did not feel anything at all.

Ling Muxue only let out a soft moan when she felt that she was about to suffocate.

After an unknown period of time, Xiao Qinghan carried Ling Muxue out of the bathroom and in the blink of an eye, he had brought her to the master bedroom.

He put her on the bed and did not tie her up with a rope. Ling Muxue felt much more at ease.

Immediately, Xiao Qinghan lifted the blanket and hugged her from behind. A deep and charming voice sounded in her ears, but to Ling Muxue, it was like a sudden clap of thunder.

"Give me a child!"

Ling Muxue's back was facing him and her eyes suddenly widened.

"If you give birth to a child for me, I will forgive you!" Her hoarse voice carried a trace of unusual pain. Ling Muxue felt his warm palm cover her smooth and smooth lower abdomen.

Ling Muxue's body could not help but tremble. Give birth? Xiao Qinghan, it was impossible for me to give birth anymore. Even if I could give birth to a child and get his forgiveness, she did not need it anymore.

She no longer needed his forgiveness because she didn't do anything wrong.

..."

Without any investigation, he had simply judged himself to be a shameless and vulgar woman based on what he had seen, and she really couldn't figure out Xiao Qinghan's temperament, and she couldn't bear the repeated torture any longer, so she had to escape.

Ling Muxue did not react at all. Xiao Qinghan narrowed his cold eyes and turned her body over. He looked at her and said, "Ling Muxue, did you hear that?! I'll forgive you for the betrayal when I ask you to give me a child. I'll give you everything you want, jewelry, diamonds, necklaces, luxury cars, designer brands, I'll give them all to you, you hear me!"

His cold voice contained an indescribable loneliness and pain.

For days he had been suffering from a heart-wrenching pain in his body. His heart had long since been torn into bloody pieces. The darkness paralyzed his nerves. He just did not want to think about her anymore. But for a short period of time he was awake, Ling Muxue's face appeared in front of his eyes without any warning.

If he could not forget, why could he not forget?

When he was awake, he would think of the time when she gently leaned against him and catered to him. He wanted that kind of life. He wanted her by his side without any resistance.

As long as she was willing to give birth to a child for him, he could ignore everything. Even if she didn't love him, at least there was a child between them, so there was a relationship between them that could never be erased. He was hoping that the child might be able to hold Ling Muxue's heart.

However, when Ling Muxue listened to his words, her heart felt as if it had been pierced by a needle. It turned out that in his heart, she was a gold-digger.

"Promise me that you will give birth to a child for me!" he said in a hoarse voice again.

She didn't know if it was just Ling Muxue's imagination or if it was true. She saw Xiao Qinghan's dark eyes turn into sadness.

She looked at him in silence for a while before she slowly opened her lips, "If I say that I was framed and that I have nothing to do with Mo Weilian, would you believe me?"

In an instant, Xiao Qinghan looked at her coldly. Why was she still arguing? As long as she was willing to have a child, he would not pursue the matter, but why should she quibble, and what he hated most about her was that she kept trying to cover up her actions with words and quibbles.

He did not answer her question. Instead, he lowered his eyes and said coldly, "Do you want to have a child or not?"

Ling Muxue knew the answer from his hateful gaze. He did not believe it, and he did not want to investigate. He only thought that what he saw was true. That was her last chance.

She curled her lips and chuckled. Her smile was as bright as a flower. "Give birth! Of course! We are husband and wife! Shouldn't it be natural for me to give birth to a child for you?!"

After getting her answer, Xiao Qinghan could no longer control himself and lowered his head to kiss her.

Just as he was about to lose control of himself, Ling Muxue struggled to get away. What should have been her body part was already covered in wounds.

Xiao Qinghan stopped himself in time, because he had indeed tortured her there beyond recognition, but he had also calculated that in two weeks' time, she would be in danger, and these two weeks would make her slowly recover.

He had not tortured her body that night, but her heart had been wringing. Her dead heart had been rekindled by his sad eyes, but in the end it had been cruelly put out. She had really given up on it, and if she had known that she could not have a child, she had a premonition that she would kill herself.