The weather was already hot, and under the influence of the drugs, the heat became unbearable. Zhao Changhe took off his clothes and tossed them aside, revealing the scars all over his body that still hadn’t healed.0

Sisi subconsciously moved further into the bed.0

“Stop pretending.” Zhao Changhe walked to the table, poured a glass of water, and gulped it down. “Even if you aren’t immune to the aphrodisiac, it shouldn’t be as exaggerated as you’re showing.”0

Sisi paused, her writhing easing slightly. Then, she awkwardly replied, “It’s really uncomfortable. I do have some resistance to it, but I’m not immune... The main thing is that she made me ingest it, which is worse than merely inhaling the fumes...”0

Zhao Changhe said directly, “Are you really poisoned then? If I sleep with you, would that count as saving you?”1

Sisi bit her lower lip and said nothing.0

Zhao Changhe squinted at her. “Do you just think that if I sleep with you, I might feel awkward about killing you or sending you to the Demon Suppression Bureau? Is that why you’re trying to seduce me?”0

Sisi was stunned for a moment, and it was clear that she felt truly insulted. Her face flushed red instantly as she retorted loudly, “I wasn’t thinking that!”0

“Oh, then maybe you’re thinking that using your body to compensate for what you’ve done is the right way to go? Don’t tell me that you’ve really taken a liking to me…have you?”0

Again, Sisi fell silent.0

“No matter...6