"I thought you were so patient, but you couldn't bear it so quickly? Do you want to see her?"
"What do you want?" Ling Xuewei looked at Ye Moyan warily.
Ye Moyan rubbed her chin with his fingertips, his eyes gradually deepened, like a bottomless sea, "please me."
"What?"
Ling Xuewei almost doubted her own ears.
"I said, please me. As long as I am happy, I might let you go see her."
Ling Xuewei didn't expect that this bitch would say such shameless words!
"you……"
Ling Xuewei's chest was so angry that she wanted to beat Ye Moyan to death with one fist!
Ling Xuewei took a deep breath. She had to endure it. Otherwise, she would continue to be locked up and she didn't know when she would be able to see Mianmian.
"What do you want me to do?" Ling Xuewei gritted her teeth.
"You have to ask me about such a simple thing? Isn't this kind of thing... the one you should be most familiar with?"
Ye Moyan's voice was deep, with a bit of a sneer.
She was angry. Was this man deliberately trying to ridicule her? What was she most familiar with? She knew it was so familiar!
"Won't!"
"No? Or did that guy fail to teach you well?"
Ling Xuewei's eyes widened and she finally reacted.
"You!! I will fight with you!"
Ling Xuewei was so angry that she pounced on her, like a hungry tiger pounces on food. Apparently Ye Moyan didn't expect that she would suddenly act like this, and he was actually knocked down by her!
When he came back to his senses, Ling Xuewei was already riding on him aggressively and punched him in the face!
Because he was unprepared, Ye Moyan's reaction was already a step too late, and the corner of his mouth was wiped.
Ye Moyan pinched Ling Xuewei's wrist and her face turned blue.
Like a storm coming.
"You are very good."
She quickly turned over with a tiger leap, and then pressed her down. The situation instantly reversed, with him on top of her. Ling Xuewei raised her feet and kicked her, but she was pinned down by his legs and her hands on both sides.
"You bastard! Let me go!"
"Let go? It seems that I am still too kind to you."
Those cold and sinister eyes locked on her, making Ling Xuewei's heart tremble.
Ling Xuewei thought of that night inexplicably.
Ye Moyan would not hit her, but he would punish her severely on the bed when he was extremely angry. That frightened her more than the former. After that, she lay in bed for two days before she recovered. The marks on her body were...
It hasn’t faded yet…
Danger.
Ling Xuewei's face turned pale, and before she could speak, her lips were sealed.
The overbearing and cruel kiss followed, engulfing her with anger and punishment. Soon her lips were numb, and the weight on her body was like a huge weight. Ye Moyan seemed to crush her into pieces, and she couldn't help but gasp.
Neither can.
After a long time, Ye Moyan let go of her.
Ling Xuewei immediately took a deep breath, and her whole body couldn't help but tremble.
The look in Ye Moyan's eyes frightened her at this moment.
"Now you know you're afraid?"
Ye Moyan's hoarse voice seemed like his patience had reached its limit.
"It's late."
She couldn't help but swallow, feeling the changes in Ye Moyan's body, but she didn't dare to move.
His vision went dark, and the kiss came again.
"You bastard... let go! You are just a gangster! How can you only bully me?"
"Still have the energy to shout? Very good."
After that, Ye Moyan quickly proved to Ling Xuewei that there are no gangsters, only more gangsters. And her voice became lower and lower from the initial scolding, until she could no longer say a word.
Before she fell into coma, Ling Xuewei still couldn't figure it out. She was obviously looking for Ye Moyan to negotiate terms, so why did it get to this point?
…
Ye Moyan looked at the unconscious woman next to him and frowned slightly.
Why do you fall into coma so easily? Your physique is too poor.
Little did they know that he was the one who suppressed Ling Xuewei's cultivation. She didn't have a trace of spiritual energy around her, so she was just like ordinary people. How could she withstand the torture he gave her on the bed?
Ling Xuewei, who was asleep, frowned and moved uncomfortably, showing a painful expression as if she was involved in something.
The quilt slipped off her shoulders, revealing some marks. Her skin was already fair, but these marks were particularly obvious at this moment.
It looks a bit more charming.
Ye Moyan frowned slightly, took out a bottle of plaster from the spiritual ring, and applied it on her.
"Um……"
The sleeping person didn't know anything about it, he just shrank his neck and fell asleep again.
After applying the medicine, Ye Moyan leaned on the bedside, with his iron arms surrounding her.
Her long hair hung like a waterfall behind her, her snow-white face had a hint of pink, and the circles around her eyes were red with tears. She looked at me with pity.
Ling Xuewei's lips were slightly swollen, and she pursed them lightly at the moment, looking a little aggrieved and pitiful.
Ye Moyan wiped away the tears from Ling Xuewei's eyelids with his long, slender hands, followed them down her cheeks, and came to her lips.
He pressed it gently, and the soft touch made his eyes darken.
The body gradually becomes hot.
As if she felt very uncomfortable, or maybe she was dreaming about something, Ling Xuewei opened her mouth and bit his finger. She also bumped it with her teeth and muttered something with an angry expression.
With Ye Moyan's hearing, he could still hear clearly, "bastard, bitch man" no matter how low the voice was.
Very good, I didn't forget to scold him in my dream.
She groaned as her hands exerted force, and she faintly woke up.
"What are you doing..."
Ling Xuewei's voice was still hoarse and tired, and she was so sleepy that she couldn't even open her eyes.
"Why don't you leave yet?"
However, what answered her was Ye Moyan's body pressed down again.
Until it was bright outside, she no longer had enough energy and fainted completely.
When I woke up again, it was already the evening of the next day.
Ling Xuewei sat up with support on her waist. Ye Moyan was no longer in the room, and she was so angry that she cursed.
This pervert! A gangster! A bastard! How could he use such despicable methods! Her waist is broken, he is just an animal! A pervert under the bed, a hungry wolf in bed! That's him!
She stood up with difficulty, and then realized that the chain on her wrist was gone.
It seems that the "hard work" last night was not in vain, at least I can move freely.
Ling Xuewei finds joy in suffering.
After that, she went to the bathroom for a brief bath. When she came out, her stomach was already growling with hunger. Someone just brought food in, but looking at the porridge and side dishes in front of her, she found it hard to swallow.
Anyone who eats it for so many days would vomit, especially someone like her who loves delicious food.
It's just that it's better than nothing. After taking care of the food, I'm not so hungry at all.
At this time, she suddenly heard a strange movement at the window.
Then there was another sound.
She walked over and looked out the window, but saw no one. Could it be the sound of the wind? But soon, she noticed a slight movement in the grass next to her, and saw a small head poking around in the distance, as if it were a thief.
It's A Yuan!
Soon A Yuan saw Ling Xuewei behind the window, his eyes brightened, and he waved his arms towards her excitedly. Then he glanced around mischievously, and then made a walking motion with his fingers.
She understood and saw him disappear in a flash like a rabbit.
The corner of his mouth is slightly hooked, he is really an eccentric little guy.
