Keep your voice down. Are you trying to look glamorous dressed as a forced lover?

"If you dare, tie me up."

At Ji Mingzheng's suggestion, Zhan Mang specially found a silk rope that wouldn't abrade the skin, and handed it to Li Qingyan with a hint of hesitation.

He meant well, fearing he might hurt his general, but little did he know that the moment Li Qingyan obtained the rope, especially such a special one, she could no longer control her restless desires.

"Zhan Mang, you can go out now."

Zhan Mang looked at Ji Mingzheng with some concern. Ji Mingzheng sensed that Li Qingyan's attitude was a bit off, but because guilt occupied his heart, he finally nodded and signaled Zhan Mang to leave.

"Go, Your Highness will not harm me."

Based on their interactions over the past few days, he still has a grasp of this point.

Li Qingyan nodded in deep agreement, but Ji Mingzheng didn't know that some things are more tormenting than physical harm.

Li Qingyan tied Ji Mingzheng's hands to the armrests of the wheelchair. Just when Ji Mingzheng thought it was over, she suddenly tied the rope around him again. Not only that, she also deliberately messed up his clothes. He looked down at himself after she tied him up, and he suddenly felt uncomfortable.

"Isn't this unnecessary?"

"Yes, I'll use it."

Li Qingyan quickly finished binding them. The plain-colored silk ropes had nothing to do with torture instruments, nor with Ji Mingzheng, the general on the battlefield. Yet, when combined, they were surprisingly attractive.

His shoulders and back remained straight, yet inexplicably, it stirred a desire in people to destroy him, to see him beg for mercy in a pathetic state, unable to maintain his pride any longer...

Li Qingyan stood behind Ji Mingzheng, gently placing her hands on his shoulders and leaning slightly forward.

The gentle touch made Ji Mingzheng's back tense slightly. When Li Qingyan leaned closer and her breath lingered in his ear, he couldn't help but tense up all over:

"Your Highness, didn't you want to fight? Go ahead and fight."

Li Qingyan gently pinched his muscle: "I'd be stupid enough to actually hit him; it would only hurt my hand."

"What do you want to do if I don't hit you?"

Ji Mingzheng involuntarily looked towards the door.

"Ji Mingzheng, I'm very unhappy with your behavior of guarding the door." Li Qingyan locked the door herself, looked around unhappily, then grabbed his red hair ribbon and, despite Ji Mingzheng's refusal, used it to blindfold him.

"Your Highness, you..."

"Shh." Li Qingyan was a little excited. She leaned on Ji Mingzheng's shoulder, looking at her masterpiece with satisfaction. She casually picked up a lock of hair and gently scratched his chin.

"Your Highness, no, it tickles."

"Then I'll scratch it for you."

Li Qingyan said she would actually scratch him.

Just as Ji Mingzheng breathed a sigh of relief and was about to ask her to untie her hair tie, Li Qingyan's hand slowly moved downwards.

Ji Mingzheng's jaw tightened, his lips pressed together, and the veins on his forehead bulged instantly.

"Your Highness..."

His voice trembled slightly, and he couldn't control his breathing, but it only made the hand pause for a moment.

Because his breathing was very pleasant to hear.

Honest people are probably all a bit of a closet pervert, and Ji Mingzheng is like that, which makes Li Qingyan even more interested.

"Your Highness... Li Qingyan, that's enough, stop..."

Ji Mingzheng's chest heaved violently, suppressing his trembling, like a volcano about to erupt.

But the hand continued its evil deeds. With his eyes covered, Ji Mingzheng's senses became increasingly intense, and he clenched his fists, veins bulging, but he couldn't control himself.

Because he was tied up, he couldn't even bend over to hide his disheveled state, and his whole body began to tremble.

Even the indomitable general, who couldn't be defeated by the disability in both legs, couldn't withstand this thin rope at this moment.

His breath was hot and trembling: "Your Highness... is it alright now?"

In the end, he couldn't help but beg for mercy.

Li Qingyan, who had accidentally gotten carried away with the fun, couldn't help but glance at the screen several times. Ahhhhh, the original text was absolutely right, it really is!

Although Ji Mingzheng's eyes were covered, his senses became even more acute.

"Your Highness, that's enough!"

He felt uneasy for a moment, his face flushed red, but his reaction was incredibly honest.

He couldn't help but hear the voice he had heard last night, as well as everything from his dream, and things were getting out of control.

Ji Mingzheng was so provoked that he shrank back, overwhelmed by shame, anger, and other indescribable emotions.

"If you keep doing this, I won't let you off the hook. Don't blame me then."

His voice was terribly hoarse and full of threat.

After he met her, he lost control every time. The silk rope couldn't hold him back at all. He gripped the wheelchair armrests tightly with both hands, not for any other reason than to restrain himself from breaking free of the silk rope.

Because he didn't know what he would do if he broke free.

Li Qingyan felt a chill run down her spine upon hearing this, and for a moment her thoughts turned yellowish, her face turning red.

There's a reason why bondage literature is so popular; it's really exciting.

"You agreed to it yourself."

Feeling a little guilty, she slowly let go. When asked to play again, she was too afraid and didn't know how anymore.

But now that Ji Mingzheng is like this, it seems like she has to take responsibility.

How should she take responsibility?

As Li Qingyan thought about it, a sudden impulse struck her, and her hand reached out again, but this time... she went to tickle her itch.

Ji Mingzheng: "..."

He was still in a daze when he burst into laughter from the tickling sensation.

"Hahaha, okay, that's enough, hahaha..."

Li Qingyan glanced down again, and it seemed to be working. Her eyes lit up, and she cheered again.

She praised herself, saying she was a genius for playing with bondage literature and then deliberately tickling him to get revenge. At this moment, she even wanted to tickle him until he farted.

If she's happy, then Ji Mingzheng is doomed.

He was finally no longer embarrassed, but he was laughing so hard he almost collapsed.

"Li Qingyan, that's enough! If you don't stop, I..."

How could she do this!

Time and again, this caused him to lose his composure.

"Okay, don't be angry anymore."

Li Qingyan was satisfied and quickly coaxed him.

Ji Mingzheng was about to break free of the silk rope, but the next second, Li Qingyan suddenly untied the hair ribbon and then hugged him with a bright smile.

Suddenly I saw the light, was struck by her smile, and even fell into her soft embrace.

He was momentarily lost in thought.

Li Qingyan withdrew her hand and noticed that Ji Mingzheng stared at her for a moment.

Just as she was about to ask why he was looking at her like that, he spoke:

"Are you satisfied now?"

His voice was still a little hoarse.

"A little, but... not enough."

"Isn't that enough?" Ji Mingzheng said helplessly, "It's just farting, right? Everyone farts, there's no need to make a fuss about it. I think we're practically family."

Tie her up! She's already so unruly, and she still isn't satisfied?

"That's different!" Li Qingyan shook her head.

Ji Mingzheng said helplessly, "It's the same, they'll all be released, you don't need to be shy."

"You make it sound so easy. If you're so capable, play one for me yourself."

Ji Mingzheng felt helpless again. He had just treated him that way, and now he was being forced to fart. It was very disjointed.

Does she even have a heart?

Amid Ji Mingzheng's helplessness, Li Qingyan's eyes grew brighter and brighter: "Yes, play one for me, that will be fair."

Ji Mingzheng froze: "This isn't necessary, it's not like it's anything good..."

Why do we have to listen to his nonsense? If he's so insistent on talking nonsense, then why did we let her tie us up?

"Look, just say something," Li Qingyan threatened. "If you don't agree, I'll keep you tied up, and do what I did just now..."

Ji Mingzheng's Adam's apple bobbed involuntarily. Looking at Li Qingyan's aggrieved expression, he knew she was faking it, but he finally compromised: "Okay, I'll try my best to let go, just don't do anything reckless."

"So you have something to be afraid of too." Li Qingyan felt she had gained leverage: "Ji Mingzheng, you absolutely have to let go. You're not allowed to hold back. I'm sure you'll have something to say."

As a result, the two of them, who had just gotten up, were lying in bed again. Li Qingyan was still staring at him, waiting for him to fart.