Jun Qiao stood on the sixth deck, looking indifferently at Zhang Chun who was whipped on the fourth deck, and it took him a long time to turn around and leave. The moment he turned around, Jun Qiao suddenly let out a sigh of relief, feeling unprecedented in his heart...

Zhang Chun, from now on, we will not owe each other.

...

On the fifth deck, Li Qiu admired Li Qiu's embarrassment scene of being whipped, and a smug hint of pride appeared on the corner of his mouth; hehe, in the end, you were defeated by my hands.

Zhang Chun seemed to feel a look, raised her eyes and saw Li Qiu's proud face on the fifth deck, but Zhang Chun was not angry and suddenly, she shouted with all her strength:

"I didn't lose, you will always lose."

She shouted, and suddenly laughed regardless of the pain in her body.

Now she is completely like a lunatic, making people afraid to get close to her.

Li Qiu was angry and pointed at Zhang Chun and shouted: "Beat her, beat me hard, beat me to death..."

The man who was persistent in the whip looked up and saw the angry aura of Li Qiu's body. His neck shrank for a while. After a while, he raised the whip and smashed it at Zhang Chun's body. In an instant, blood marks appeared on Zhang Chun's body.

Zhang Chun started crying and was beaten by a whip. Because of the pain, Zhang Chun started to roll on the ground and wanted to get away, but how she was rolling, the whip fell on her body truthfully.

"Ah!" Zhang Chun shouted, heart-wrenchingly.

However, the more she screamed, the more excited Li Qiu became.

Zhang Chun's crying sound made people feel chilled. Those who are timid hide far away, while those who are timid admire them. If you look at these people carefully, you will find that most of the Dajue family present came from the empire.

Empire, that was a cruel and bloody place.

If the aristocratic races in other countries are gentle in their blood, then the people in the Imperial Dajue family still have tyranny and wildness in their bones and blood.

Li Qiu admired Zhang Chun's miserable appearance, but after being excited, she felt extremely disappointed. She had never won against Fu Chengyu, because she was destined to lose since she was born, but she was unwilling to admit it, admit her blood relationship with Fu Chengyu, and admit that she was his cousin.

Li Qiu was no longer interested in admiring it and turned around angrily.

At this moment, she really wanted to find a place to have a drink.

...

The sunlight shines through the transparent glass into the room, making the spacious room suddenly brighter. This is the stern and the deck is the bow, so the sound there is not enough to spread here. Even if it spreads, the sound insulation effect of the surrounding glass is not enough to disturb the two people in the room.

Jun Qian, who was sleeping well, suddenly sat up from the bed like a conditioned reflex, and her warm eyebrows could not hide her fatigue. Her reaction naturally woke Li Chu up, and Li Chu got up and hugged Jun Qian.

"It's a nightmare!"

The voice is soft and mellow, and it makes people intoxicated.

"Well, I dreamed of something from my childhood." Jun Qian said, snuggling lazily on Li Chu's chest.

Li Chu printed a kiss on Junqian's forehead.

"Don't think about the past, now we have to look forward..."

"You are comforting me?"

Jun Qian raised her eyebrows and said with a weird look.

"Yeah." Li Chu pondered for a while. "Qianqian thought it was, that's it."

"Hmph, I think it's perfunctory." Jun Qian snorted heavily, pretending to be angry and pushed Li Chu away from the bed, picked up a soft and thin coat from the linen sofa on one side, put it on, and left the room, and came to the small deck at the stern.

The sea breeze blew her waist-throwing ink silk, making the ink silk bloom like a black rose; the soft and thin coat danced in the wind, making her thin body look like a possible fall in the wind anytime and anywhere.

The thick suit jacket suddenly fell on her shoulders, causing Jun Qian's shoulders to sink. After a while, her slender waist was hugged from behind.

"Don't stay outside for too long, otherwise you will feel uncomfortable." Li Chu bent down and murmured in Jun Qian's ear.

"Yes." Jun Qian nodded and responded, suddenly thinking of something, and said, "I'm afraid there will be a lot of fun in front of you."

"Do you want to go and have a look?" he asked.

"No need, I can think about it even though I can think about it." I'm afraid Zhang Chun still thought it was Li Qiu's move now.

"My family is so powerful that I can even think about it." Li Chu chuckled, his dark eyes full of deep meaning, which made Jun Qian feel something. At that moment, Jun Qian skimmed his lips.

"Don't give me a sarcastic spirit." Jun Qian glanced at Li Chu indifferently and didn't say anything, but her angry little look made Li Chu laugh happily. When Jun Qian heard this laugh, he raised his bare feet and stepped on Li Chu's feet wearing alligator leather shoes...

Li Chu smiled instead of anger, and his smile became even brighter. He felt that his house was so cute that he felt itchy if he didn't tease her.

Jun Qian, who was facing Li Chu's back, faced the sea breeze, listened to his refreshing laughter, his pink lips curled up slightly, and a faint smile flashed across his dark blue eyes.

...

Zhang Chun was completely ruined. On the cruise ship, Zhang Chun was whipped by different people every day, enduring them sprinkling all kinds of wine on her wounds. Her skin slowly ulcerated every day, and the old wounds had not healed, and many new injuries were added.

Every day, she lives an inhuman life.

The child who should have been innocent and lively regarded her as a horse riding like a demon; under her seemingly innocent smile, there is a heart that is worse than an adult.

She said she was cruel, but she thought it was them who were cruel.

Those nobles who think they are superior and those daughters who think they are the jewels, are actually the dirtiest and cruelest.

Zhang Chun's unwillingness and hatred gradually accumulates; she is unwilling to do so, everyone is the same type of people, why is she beaten? They are all the same ruthless, why is she trampled on?

Zhang Chun only thought about his grievances, and he had forgotten what kind of world this world is? What kind of world are the worlds?

On the ocean at night, the sea breeze blew with a hint of coldness; Zhang Chun's frozen body curled up stiffly, and the shivering on the deck looked so weak and helpless.

I heard they said there would be a party on the boat tonight, so everyone went to the party; now, except for the patrol guards on the deck, there is only Zhang Chun tied to the deck.

The rare tranquility makes Zhang Chun's heart rarely loose.

The whippings and tortures these days have made her physically and mentally exhausted, and she has suffered completely mentally. Now she only hopes that a just policeman will stand up and put these sinful people in prison one by one, and torture them severely.

But, she knew very well that this was impossible.

This is above the ocean. I don’t know which country it is, so there will be no just police and strict laws at all.

Zhang Chun lay on the ground, with a ray of bitterness drawn from the corner of his mouth.
Chapter completed!