The addiction was growing stronger, like the familiar biting of ants that day, making her whole body feel as if it were no longer her own.
She was so uncomfortable she wanted to scream.
She had to endure it, how could the young lady of the Ling Family be a drug addict!
If she went out with Ling Tian'ao in the future and her addiction acted up, seen by others, Ling Tian'ao would be ridiculed!
Sweat had soaked through her clothes, her hair seemed as if it had been washed, dripping wet.
Her body continuously struggling again and again, she bit tightly on the wooden board.
Her wrists and ankles constantly tried to break free from the iron rings, making her hands and feet all bloodied.
Only pain could remind her that she was still alive!
At this moment even pain was a luxury!
She was like a rag doll without strings, struggling on the cold iron bed...
Ling Tian'ao, it's so uncomfortable... Ling Tian'ao...
She really felt terrible!
