Yorkson had already taken out a needle from the dark drawer. Fu Xiaonian watched him push it slowly, liquid gradually overflowed from the needle, her pupils dilated, and she was about to turn around and escape.
No matter how fast he was, he was not as fast as Lian Jiazi's Yorkson. In just a few steps, he caught up with her, pulled off the tie around his neck with his backhand, tied Fu Xiaonian's hands tightly, and beat her
Dead knot.
"Yokson, Yockson -" Fu Xiaonian's voice became urgent, "Listen to me, let's discuss it carefully, don't be impulsive, don't be impulsive..." Fu Xiaonian's forehead touched his body.
Already sweating.
"No, I'm not impulsive, but I feel that this is the only way to make you mine faster!" The needle in his hand was still leaking liquid.
Sinful liquid, Fu Xiaonian leaned against the wall behind her, her hands were tied behind her by Yorkson. She hadn't eaten for a day, and now she had no strength. Fu Xiaonian thought that if she had known about this situation, she would have taken good care of it.
Eat enough, but if, there is never if.
She watched helplessly as Yorkson held the syringe and came closer to her little by little, and tears suddenly flowed down her face, "Yockson, you can't do this, you can't do this to me!"
There was a hollow fear in her voice. She couldn't, she couldn't. If she was addicted to drugs, then how could she have the dignity to go back and see Shang Xuan?
"Sweetheart, you forced me." Yorkson said slowly. He didn't want to let her belong to her in this way, but if she insisted, there was nothing he could do, but he could provide it, provide her with it for the rest of his life.
Drugs, in this way, she can't live without him.
The needle slowly pushed forward, and continued to push forward. The sinful liquid, with desperate cruelty, slowly approached her delicate and white skin.
Fu Xiaonian saw the crazy burning in Yorkson's eyes. She suddenly stopped struggling and stopped moving. She just stared blankly, waiting for the arrival of the tube of sinful liquid.
Tears flowed down from those clear black and white almond eyes, and just splashed on the back of Yorkson's hand, touching the skin and feeling cold.
Situ Shangxuan and Xin Tong completed all the procedures on the same day and returned to China safely. Without notifying anyone, Situ Shangxuan's mobile phone has been turned off since that day. In the past few days, Lu Yunhao has made many calls.
, in the end they all just fell into the sea.
When he arrived in China, it was exactly five or six in the morning. Situ Shangxuan sent Xin Tong to the local hospital and went through the admission procedures, then went straight back to the villa without notifying anyone, and lay down on the bed silently.
I don't know how long it took, but the doorbell rang one after another. Situ Shangxuan closed his eyes, not listening or remembering.
However, the owner of the voice had a tendency to not stop without opening the door. He yelled, "Situ Shangxuan, are you here? Situ Shangxuan, Shang Xuan, Shang Xuan——" It was Lu Yunhao's voice, Situ Shangxuan.
Xuan Momo turned over and turned his back to the outside.
This is like an attitude towards life. In the following time, no matter how Lu Yunhao knocked on the door or shouted, Situ Shangxuan did not open the door, which made the latter think that he really did not return home, so he left.
The woman in front of her had a delicate face, with only empty and desperate black and white eyes. The needle in his hand was about to pierce the girl's skin, but Yorkson stopped, maybe because he couldn't bear it, maybe because he couldn't bear it.
It was because some unknown emotion was fermenting. In short, he stopped and threw down the needle in his hand irritably. Yorkson yelled almost powerlessly, "What should I do with you!?"
He knelt down, picked up Fu Xiaonian in his arms, pushed open the secret door and walked out. During this series of actions, Fu Xiaonian remained motionless and was held in his arms like a good baby.
Very obedient.
If you look closely, it seems like your soul has been taken away.
Along the way, the servants passing by all showed incredible ghostly looks. Seeing Jockson holding Fu Xiaonian so tenderly, it was scarier than seeing Halley's Comet hitting the earth.
He kicked open the newly repaired door of Fu Xiaonian's room and gently laid her on the bed. It was indeed unbelievable that a grown man who was used to rough hands and feet could do these things.
As soon as Fu Xiaonian reached the bed, he quickly shrank inward, and finally looked at Yorkson with the frightened look of a frightened deer, trembling a little.
"Sweetheart," Yorkson's big palm touched Fu Xiaonian's head, and the latter's neck shrank. Yorkson's eyes showed a bloodthirsty and fierce look, and disappeared in an instant, no longer stroking Fu Xiaonian's head.
He just looked at her deer-like clear almond eyes and said, "Sweetheart, I won't hurt you again, trust me."
After he finished speaking, he turned around and walked out. It wasn't until he hit the door that Fu Xiaonian hid his head from the bed. At this moment, she was completely awake, with a trace of self-mockery on her lips. Fu Xiaonian said sarcastically: "I believe it."
You? Then why don’t you let me go?”
One day, two days, or three days, the housekeeper and servants in the villa were living in fear for fear that the master would get angry and send them to South Africa to extract oil.
During these three days, the door to Fu Xiaonian's room was never opened. Yockson went in several times, but finally came out angrily. However, except for Yockson, no one inside came out.
Pass.
For three days, Fu Xiaonian had not eaten any water or rice. She seemed determined to go on a hunger strike. For three days, she lay on the bed like a dead person, not moving, not eating, and not talking.
The meals in the villa were changed again and again, and the chefs were also changed again and again, but every time the fresh food turned into cold food in the end.
Yorkson yelled, got angry, and almost shot Fu Xiaonian, but it was all in vain. If Fu Xiaonian didn't eat, he wouldn't eat, and if he didn't drink water, he wouldn't drink water. And every time Yorkson approached, Fu Xiaonian would not eat.
Xiaonian shrank to the foot of the bed like a hedgehog, as if he were some invisible germ.
Finally, three nights later, Yorkson became furious and kicked open the door. There was a 'boom', but the people inside stopped moving. This was already the fifth door that he had successfully kicked open.
.
"Fu Xiaonian, get up. Why are you pretending to be dead? Believe it or not, I will shoot you. It's better to die than to live!" Yorkson rushed into the room angrily, still seeing the man behind him.
Facing his figure, in anger, he stepped forward and pushed Fu Xiaonian.
The latter was pushed easily by him and almost rolled out of the bed. Yorkson was so anxious that he quickly hugged her body. Looking at her from a close distance, he suddenly felt furious.