The Ice King's Little Trouble Maker

Chapter 347 - 319 Complete Domination_2

But in front of Qiao Yuxian, it was not worth mentioning at all.She grabbed her wrist, twisted it back, making Sheng Anhe turn around with her back facing her.

She pulled over a towel and tied her hands behind her back.

Sheng Anhe struggled, "Let go of me! Let go of me!"

Qiao Yuxian turned her around again, making her face herself.

Sheng Anhe’s eyes were rimmed in red, her whole body struggling, her skin flushed with tension: "Qiao Yuxian! Are you crazy?! Do you know what you’re doing?!"

"I’m just learning from you." Qiao Yuxian’s eyes carried a hint of a smile, but it was a chilling smile.

"I am your sister, half of my blood is the same as yours, you can’t treat me like this." Sheng Anhe shouted.

"If you can do this to me, why can’t I do the same to you?" Qiao Yuxian retorted.

Sheng Anhe was speechless.

Qiao Yuxian grabbed her face with her left hand, making her open her mouth, while her right hand picked up the bottle of water and poured it directly into her mouth.

Sheng Anhe struggled desperately, kicking her legs, shaking her head, trying to spit out the water.

But Qiao Yuxian was like a cold-hearted devil, squeezing her face and forcing the entire bottle of water down her throat, only releasing her after it was done.

Sheng Anhe fell to the ground, her neck and clothes completely soaked.

Despite her efforts to struggle and spit out the water, in the process of struggling, her throat contracted, and some water went down.

She leaned against the wall, crying non-stop: "Qiao Yuxian! I hate you! I will make sure you die!"

Qiao Yuxian squatted down to look at her: "Go ahead. But first, you have to make it out of this hotel alive today."

Sheng Anhe’s cheeks bore obvious red marks from being pinched, mucus and tears covering her face, her hair sticking to her skin as her chest heaved from sobbing.

Qiao Yuxian said nothing, just quietly watched her cry, watched her spasm with choking breaths through her slightly open mouth.

After about three minutes of silence, Qiao Yuxian said, "The effects of the drug are kicking in, the heat must be starting to spread through your body, right?"

Sheng Anhe’s hands were still tied behind her, and her crying suddenly stopped as she began to feel the reactions in her body.

"Is it uncomfortable?" Qiao Yuxian looked at her, her voice soft, "Hot? Is your consciousness starting to blur? Is your blood starting to surge? Are your eardrums throbbing uncomfortably?"

Sheng Anhe began to tremble slightly.

Her eyes stared fiercely, her eye sockets filled with red veins, her body starting to twist.

"Your breathing is becoming a bit rapid." Qiao Yuxian remarked.

Sheng Anhe, as if hypnotized, panted even harder than before.

Qiao Yuxian chuckled softly, "Just wait, I’m going to call someone. I’ll leave the room to you."

"No, no." Sheng Anhe sat up straight, more tears flowing down, "Don’t go. I was wrong, I was really wrong."

Qiao Yuxian stood up.

"No! Don’t go!" Sheng Anhe shouted louder, "I’m begging you! Don’t go! Sis! I’m begging you! Sis!"

Qiao Yuxian’s expression was cold and heavy, like layers of ice. She looked at her for a moment, then gripped her collar and pulled her straight up.

Sheng Anhe abruptly stood up, but before she could steady herself, Qiao Yuxian had pulled her over to the bathtub.

The bathtub was filled with water, just about to overflow.

"Feeling uncomfortable? Then cool off a bit." With that, Qiao Yuxian pressed Sheng Anhe’s head down into the bathtub.

Sheng Anhe stood, then was pressed into the bathtub, bending over awkwardly by the tub, her hands still tied behind her with no support at all.

The discomfort was not just the feeling of suffocation, but also the weakness in her body.

Bubbles rose from the bathtub, and after twenty seconds, Qiao Yuxian pulled her up, giving her a chance to breathe, and then pushed her back down again.

After another twenty seconds, Qiao Yuxian pulled her up again, letting her go.

Sheng Anhe sank to the edge of the bathtub again, gasping for air.

Her hair hung down in strands in front of her.

Her makeup was smeared, leaving her in a sorry state.

Qiao Yuxian bent down and untied the towel behind her.

With her hands free, Sheng Anhe immediately hugged herself.

Qiao Yuxian squatted down in front of her again, looking at her, "You know the feeling of fear, so why are you so cruel to others?"

Sheng Anhe shivered a bit, hugging herself without speaking.

Qiao Yuxian said, "If I had fallen for your trick today, I would be in room 2905 now, surrounded by a bunch of men. No one would come to my cries. It would all be filmed. That would truly be miserable, truly painful. And what you’re experiencing, what is that compared to it?"

Sheng Anhe still did not speak, just looked at her.

Qiao Yuxian said, "You just drank a bottle of water, a bottle that hasn’t even been opened."

She scorned really using that broken drug against her.

Sheng Anhe’s eyes hesitated for a moment.

"The drug takes a long time to take effect, don’t you know?" Qiao Yuxian’s face had a very obvious mocking smile.

Sheng Anhe continued to tremble.

She understood.

Her reactions just now were entirely guided by Qiao Yuxian, her own psychological response.

"Qiao Yuxian!" Sheng Anhe was significantly angrier.

Seeing her angrier, Qiao Yuxian’s smile this time was genuine: "What? Not satisfied yet?"

Sheng Anhe shivered even more intensely.

She had been completely played like a fool, toyed with at will, manipulated as desired.

Even if the drug had been in there, it wouldn’t have had much effect, a cold shower would have fixed it.

But... to play with Sheng Anhe like this.

Qiao Yuxian was stepping on Sheng Anhe’s sore spot, stabbing it back and forth.

"Compared to what you did, I am truly too merciful." Qiao Yuxian added.

"Qiao Yuxian, don’t be too complacent!" Sheng Anhe said menacingly.

"If you’re not satisfied, I could give you the drug to swallow." Qiao Yuxian said.

Sheng Anhe dared not speak.

Qiao Yuxian continued, "Sheng Anhe, remember this. Gu Yanjing is mine. Don’t get any ideas about him. I may forgive you once, but I won’t forgive you every time. You’d better behave yourself, your little tricks are nothing in my eyes."

With that, she picked up the phone from the floor, grabbed the medicine on the sink, and left the room directly...