While the two of them were talking, He Wenjie could feel Zhu Zhe's arms tightening around him. As soon as He Wenjie hung up the phone, Zhu Zhe couldn't help biting down on his arm, pouring out the immense grievance she had bottled up inside.
He Wenjie didn't resist. Instead, he consciously relaxed the muscles in that specific area. Otherwise, with his martial arts training, the muscles would instantly tense up on impact, which could easily have chipped Zhu Zhe's teeth, so he had to keep them under control.
There was no pain as expected; Zhu Zhe just gave him a gentle nip before letting go. "I didn't want to leave tooth marks, or there'd be no way to explain it if Lucy saw," Zhu Zhe murmured softly, her hand lightly stroking the spot she had just bitten.
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