The True Mistress Has A Thousand Hidden Identities

Junscher pinched Yun CI’s cheek and forced a spoonful of congee into her mouth. She clenched her teeth and the congee dripped down the corner of her lips.

Junscher’s breathing was slightly heavy. He suddenly grabbed Yun Ci’s neck and pressed her against the wall. His voice was irritable. “What? Are you going to starve yourself to death? !”

Yun Ci’s long eyelashes trembled. She suddenly lowered her head and bit Junsi’s arm. Her sharp teeth pierced through her skin, and a sweet smell spread in her mouth.

Junsi did not Dodge. He lowered his eyes and stared at the girl’s head. He said fiercely, “Bite! Bite hard! If you have the ability, bite me to death!”

Yun Ci’s body trembled. Then, she let go of her mouth. There were traces of blood on the corner of her lips.

At this moment, Junsi grabbed the back of her head with force, picked up the porridge and poured it into his mouth. Then, he bent down and held the girl’s lips.

Then, he pried open her teeth, pressed the tip of his tongue against the porridge, and pushed it all into her mouth.

Yun Ci raised her head and was forced to swallow. The fragrance of the porridge mixed with the man’s clear breath lingered in her nostrils.

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Junsi raised his head and used his fingertips to wipe away the residue at the corner of Yun Ci’s lips. “Do you want to eat? No, I’ll continue to drink!”

Yun Ci didn’t say anything. She turned her head and didn’t even look at him.

“Very good.”Junsi was so angry that he laughed. He drank another mouthful, pressed his lips against hers, and sent the porridge into her mouth.

After several consecutive mouthfuls, Yun Ci’s pupils shook as if she had just regained her senses. She pushed the man hard and struggled with all her might, knocking over the porridge in his hand.

With a clang, all the porridge fell to the ground.

Junsi let go of her lips.

Yun Ci gripped the corner of the blanket tightly, her entire body on alert. Her face was pale, making her lips appear even more red and swollen.

Junsi stared at the porridge on the ground and curled his thin lips into a cold smile. “It’s alright. I’ll come back tonight. Keep Drinking!”

There was a crash.

The door to the ward was opened.

The three of them stood outside the door in unison. They had just heard some movement inside and did not know what had happened.

Jun Siche walked out of the ward, and uncle Zou hurriedly followed behind him.

Xia Beiqing and Jun Duonuan looked inside and saw Yun ci lying on the bed, porridge scattered on the ground, and it was a mess.

Jun Duonuan rushed in and hugged Yun Ci. She did not say anything, only patting her back gently.

Every night, mommy coaxed her to sleep, and it was the same.

Soon, Yun ci closed her eyes.

Late at night, Junsi came to the ward. Yun Ci was still not awake. He pulled a chair and sat down by the bedside, quietly watching the girl’s sleeping face.

Her lips were still swollen, and her breathing was weak. It was so weak that if she touched it, it would disappear without a trace.

Junsi glanced at it a few times, then suddenly reached out and placed his hand under the girl’s nose.

She was still breathing.

Junshi heaved a sigh of relief and reached out his hand to rub the space between his eyebrows.

What was he doing?

Was there a need to be so afraid?

Not long after, the person on the bed moved and slowly opened her eyes.

Junshi leaned against the chair. “You’re Awake? Let’s begin.”

He reached out to pick up the porridge beside him.

Yun Ci subconsciously hid under the blanket.

Junshi slowly got up and squatted in front of Yun Ci. He lifted the blanket and reached his hand in, touching her red and swollen lips.

“Don’t be afraid. If you eat obediently, I won’t do anything to you.”

Yun Ci shook her head gently, still resisting.

Junshi frowned. “Why not?”

Yun Ci opened her mouth and finally said the first sentence in the past three days. Her voice was hoarse and trembling.

“I feel sorry for him...”