Whips can also be used like this

  "Master, this sword is too heavy, I can't move it."

  "Leave it there, you go and keep watch."

  Yes

  A faint humming noise came from beside her ear, and she slowly opened her eyes as she regained consciousness. "Ah," she groaned in pain, clutching the back of her head. It hurt so much, and she remembered being knocked out by someone.

  With a start, she sat up hastily and found herself in an especially luxurious room. Looking down at what was beneath her, she discovered that she was sitting on a very soft large bed.

  "Beauty, you're awake," a somewhat familiar voice came, Xuan Yiran hastily withdrew his gaze and looked straight ahead.

  The silver-haired man had taken off his jacket, and his pure white shirt was unbuttoned a few buttons, with an evil face approaching her.

  "Beware, don't come any closer!" Xuan Yan raised her vigilance and retreated backwards. At this moment, she discovered that her body felt very light. Lowering her head to take a look, where had her sword gone?

  "Are you looking for this thing?" The man stopped in his tracks and shifted his gaze down to where the sword was placed.

  "Give it back to me" Xuan Yan immediately jumped off the bed and reached out to touch the sword, but her waist was suddenly tightened. A clear scent of a man wafted into her nostrils, "Let me go". She was frightened because the man was tightly holding her waist from behind, using a force that she couldn't break free from.

  "The beauty" man hugged Xuan Xiran tightly, and in a low voice said to her ear: "You resist like this only makes Ben Shao Ye feel more." After finishing speaking, he once again did the thing that Xuan Xiran disliked and hated the most, using his tongue to lick her face.

  "Are you a dog?" Xuan Yan's sudden sharp and inexplicable words made the atmosphere around him change instantly.

  The young man blinked his beautiful eyes and smiled carelessly, "You're very interesting, but this young master likes you like this."

  "Hey, what are you doing? Why am I tied up?" Xuan Yiran found her hands and feet bound by a familiar whip-like rope, then she was ruthlessly thrown onto the bed.

  She looked at the rope binding her hands and feet, wasn't this the white whip hanging on that pervert's body? The whip can be used like this, and it can also stretch freely? She suddenly felt a chill all over her body, raised her head to see the man's face in a state of excitement, she gasped, as if she understood something, and said timidly: "Excuse me... do you have SM tendencies?" What kind of person did she run into, isn't this obvious? This pervert is actually an S-man.