Chapter 7
My teeth itched. I licked my lips and replied, “Yup. I bit you.”
Bo Anzhi stared at me.
His eyes went wide with shock.
“You… you… I… I… Does that mean we’ve already…???”
I nodded.
“And you were the one begging for it last night.”
Bo Anzhi’s face went deathly pale.
His hands dropped into the water with a splash, sending ripples across the tub.
“Waaah, I knew it! Pretty women always love to bully honest men like us…”
“I gave you my most precious thing… What’s the difference between me and a rotten cabbage thrown out on the street?”
“How am I supposed to face the world? Other men will look down on me, waaaah…”
…
Bo Anzhi whimpered, curling himself into a large ball in the bathtub.
His back was covered in startling scratch marks.
He looked like a poor, trampled little white flower.
Droplets of water trembled and rolled down his body with each sob.
The entire room was filled with his tragic cries.
I sighed.
And quietly closed the door for him.
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