Cover The Sky With One Hand, Beat The Ground With The Other

At this moment, I just want to die on the spot, and it's better to be tortured and tormented.

This is how people are. When things don’t fall to their heads, they can always speak lightly and lightly. When they happen, they will always follow the heart.

I opened my lips and let him see me and said, "You treat me like this tonight, and the concubine will avenge me..."

"Vengeance?" He smiled coldly, without a trace of temperature in his eyes, and suddenly felt lighter. He picked me up and threw me on the bed. I was caught off guard. He bullied me and pressed my hands up. The buckle on top of my head, I struggled to get rid of it, but saw Nie Ran unfasten his belt, quickly pulled it out, and tied my hand to the carved pillar on the head of the bed.

I don't have any power to resist, and I don't understand why he is doing this. Such a behavior seems to indicate that something more terrible than I thought will happen next, making my goose bumps stand up.

Then, I saw the white porcelain bottle in his hand, and remembered Feng Li's words, almost all of the blood instantly became cold.

He put one hand on the pillow and leaned closer, "My subordinate told me just now that Song Langsheng is still looking for you... But you can rest assured that I have ordered someone to bring him news tomorrow morning. Tell him that you are trapped here. Guess, will he save the prince or come to rescue you?" Nie Ran's eyes flashed with cruel blood, "If he rescues the prince first for Jiangshan Sheji, then you will Being taken away by me, every day by my side will be so painful and unbearable; but if he rushes to save you regardless of everything..."

Nie Ran squeezed my lips and watched my trembling heart palpitations as the tears filled, "He will see with his own eyes how you look like when I am happy...the same, it's too late..." After saying this, He was holding the bottle and pouring it into my mouth. I struggled, but I could only feel the cold liquid-my body slid from my throat into my abdomen.

The wind blew the curtain up, the candle flame was extinguished instantly, and everything fell into the darkness.

The chill rising from the bottom of my heart swallowed me with desperate screams. I suddenly remembered the day when I separated from Song Langsheng. He blushed and said, "I just want to conquer Atang." I stuck out my tongue and cursed. When he became a disciple, those joys and sweetness had only happened a few days ago, but now they are far away.

Nie Ran did not untie the restraint that bound me. He leaned down again and sipped my lips, my ears, and then went all the way down, causing a tremor all the way, until I suddenly took a heavy mouthful on the neck, and I wanted to break free. He wanted to scream, but he could only make a sobbing sound like a hairspring, he raised his head and licked my tears, "Isn't even Song Langsheng aware of your weakness here..."

As he said, one hand slowly slipped into the brocade cloth, and the thin cocooned fingertips slowly moved, and the other hand leaned down. The movement was soaked in the naked desire and thought, which is indescribable. His nausea and tactile sensation made my whole body stand up, and even my stomach tumbled.

The extreme humiliation and boundless purgatory finally broke me down. Everything that I had been struggling so hard for so far collapsed. I couldn’t help but start crying and begging him, “Please let me go or kill me, as long as stop……"

I don't think I've ever cried so embarrassedly and begged so hard in front of a person in my life.

He heard the words, the movement on his hands was a little stiff, but for only that moment, he leaned down and breathed in my ears with sticky moisture: "Princess, do you know what you look like at this moment? It's impossible for a man to stop..."

I opened my eyes in despair, "No, you can't..."

The next moment, along with the pain of tearing flesh, I heard my own grief.