Chapter 34
The wall clock ticked away.
Fang Qi slumped in the sofa, catching a glimpse of the slender figure in the corner of his eye.
Liguang had been kneeling there for almost twenty minutes. From behind, she still looked like the picture of a docile, obedient girl accepting her punishment.
But his sharp eyes noticed that the girl's fingers, resting crossed on her lap...
Were ruthlessly tugging at the fabric of her skirt over and over!
There was even the faint sound of... fabric tearing!
The little star ornament that usually bounced cheerfully was now almost completely still, hanging quietly in place.
A silent, gradually fermenting sourness filled the air.
A mixture of grievance, insecurity, and an increasingly strong... jealousy.