Words such as these are the kind that either thrill or disgust the recipient depending on whether they like you or not. But whichever the case, they certainly are not the kind to be casually tossed about without the right relationship in place. Piaomiao could not tell if Zhao Changhe genuinely meant what he was saying or if this was just the influence of his inner demon talking. 0

If it was the latter, it would not be fair to lose her temper. After all, she had nearly beaten him to death when she herself had fallen to her inner demons, cracking his bones and leaving him battered, and yet he had not uttered a single complaint. Now, here he was, having fallen into the influence of his inner demons as well, and he merely threw out some teasing words…0

And to her immense frustration, she found that she did not exactly feel disgusted.0

Annoyed, Piaomiao tossed Zhao Changhe roughly onto the bed in the guest courtyard, grabbed a rope, and firmly tied him up. “I’m just being cautious. Don’t move.”0

Zhao Changhe, who was unable to resist anyway, allowed himself to be bound, finding the whole situation slightly amusing. If he really intended to do something, how could an ordinary rope possibly restrict him?0

Only after thoroughly being tied up did Zhao Changhe finally sigh, “Let alone now when I’m badly injured, even when I’m in my peak condition, I’m not your match. What exactly are you afraid of?”0

Piaomiao: “…”0

Truthfully, she herself was not quite sure what she was afraid of. After some thought, she sneered coldly, “Who was it earlier who talked about teaching me a lesson once things were safe? Look who’s being taught a lesson now.”0

Zhao Changhe laughed helplessly, “Fine, you claim you’re good at teaching lessons, I’d like to see you do your worst.”0

Seeing him simply lying there waiting to be taught, Piaomiao ground...0