Zhao held out his fingers, grabbed your chin and raised it up.

"Does it hurt?" It's just three words but it felt like Zhao was collecting debt.

"Yes, it hurts" your glistening eyes, made you look like you were bullied.

Surprisingly, Zhao actually liked looking at your pitiful look full of grievances.

Zhao unconsciously strengthens his hand. "Sweety, you dare look at other men. Tell me, how should I punish you?"