Torturing Each Other

Jiang Junlin leaned quietly against the head of the bed, cold and aloof, pushing people away as if he were a thousand miles apart. This appearance was just like when they first met years ago.

Ji Chi dabbed some ointment and tried to tend to his wounds, but Jiang Junlin avoided him. Ji Chi coldly snorted, grabbed his chin, and forced him to stay still while he applied the ointment.

The two of them locked eyes in silence, both harboring a fierce desire to tear each other apart.

Ji Chi, looking down on him, wore a malicious smile. "Big brother, with all these injuries, it excites me."

Jiang Junlin remained unresponsive.

This guy is truly insane!

Whenever men get physical, they never know their limits. Ji Chi could still see the marks on his neck from earlier, which hadn't faded in days. After applying the ointment, Ji Chi glanced at the untouched meal on the table.

The meal delivered an hour ago had already gone cold.