Shock

Wanyan Ge Bi remained in the same pose as before, one hand supporting her delicate chin. A small stretch of her wrist was exposed, fair as snow. Having only just awakened, her enchanting eyes were veiled in a hazy, seductive mist.

The lamplight fell upon her tranquil, beautiful face, its soft contours seeming to have been outlined with a single brushstroke. It was impossible to tell whether the light illuminated her or she illuminated the entire room. Song Qingshu was still stunned by the beauty of his nominal wife when he noticed the surprise and confusion in her eyes. Only then did he remember that he had gone through too much tonight. After parting ways with the Yellow-robed Woman and the others, he had actually forgotten to put Tang Kuobian's mask back on. Now, completely unprepared, he had exposed his true face before Ge Bi.

After several seconds of mental blankness, Song Qingshu noticed Wanyan Ge Bi's ample chest rise and fall slightly, as though she were gathering herself to let out a piercing scream. His figure flashed, and before she could make a sound, he sealed her acupoints. Ge Bi's entire body went limp, and she collapsed softly.

Naturally, Song Qingshu could not bear to let her have an intimate encounter with the cold, hard floor. Reaching out, he caught her in his arms. Ge Bi's delicate body was soft and warm. Though two layers of clothing separated them, Song Qingshu could still clearly feel her body's warmth and astonishing elasticity.

Seeing the panic on Ge Bi's face and the faint tremble in her body, Song Qingshu did not wish to frighten this gentle woman too badly. He said, "Beautiful madam, I will release your acupoints now, but you are not allowed to scream. Otherwise, I will take off