Ye Hen carried her up to the second floor and kicked open the bedroom door with his feet.
Feeling her body go limp, Qiu Mo was gently placed on the bed by him.
She closed her eyes and waited for his next move.
Unexpectedly, after a long time, there was no movement from this man. Qiu Mo opened her eyes, and there was still half a figure in front of her. When she listened carefully, she heard the sound of rushing water coming from the bathroom. She was confused.
, Ye Hen looked at her while wiping his hands with a towel and said: "Put the water in, my Momo is so dirty, I need to wash it well."
Only then did Qiu Mo see how embarrassed she was. She couldn't help but lower her head in embarrassment, and two red clouds stained her soft white face.
Ye Hen was itched unbearably by how cute she looked at this moment. Before she could get up, he walked over and personally picked her up and walked to the bathroom.
"I...I'll do it myself." Qiu Mo pushed his chest.
"Baby, is there any part of you that I haven't seen yet, huh?" He gave a slight smile, and then started to unbutton her clothes skillfully.
Qiu Mo covered her collar in panic, her face as red as the sunset.
He pulled her two small hands apart and pulled the zipper on her clothes all the way...
"What's your name? How old are you?" The handsome boy asked with a frown.
She had a pale face and whispered: "I don't have a name."
Then he added: "Five years old."
"A person doesn't have a name?" The young man squatted down strangely and looked her up and down, with a flash of admiration in his eyes: "She is a beautiful child. If she is raised well, she will be a good pet in the future."
The young man stretched out his hand to unzip her ragged clothes. The five-year-old child didn't know how to be shy, so he allowed him to strip herself naked. The young man's hands lingered on her baby-like skin, and he exclaimed: "What a little beauty.
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He looked at the confused girl and gave charity like an emperor: "My name is Ye Hen. From now on, your surname will be Ye and Ye Mo."
"Ye Mo." She whispered the name.
Ye Hen picked up her little hand, opened her palm, and wrote "Ye Mo" on it one stroke at a time.
After finishing writing, he raised his head and asked: "Do you remember?"
She shook her head.
"You never studied?"
"Um."
"Then you should be grateful for meeting me, because I am the master of this island, and you will be my little slave from now on." He pulled her little head and kissed her hard on the lips.
When she was five years old, she began to grow up in his shadow. He hired the best teacher for her to teach her language, mathematics, astronomy, geography, mechanics, anything he could think of, he would find someone to teach her.
Teach her.
Whenever she looked at the children playing happily outside the window, she would show her eyes with great yearning. At this time, she would be beaten severely by the teacher. Of course, this kind of beating was also secretly instructed by Ye Hen. His goal was
He must train her to be the best slave around him.
When he was ten years old, Ye Hen raised a kind of bird called an ice eagle in the yard. This kind of eagle was very ferocious and preyed on living animals.
She was lying on the window sill that day and saw the poppies in the backyard blooming, so she sneaked down to pick one. But as soon as she stretched out her little hand, she suddenly felt the whistling of the wind above her head and two huge paws.
He grabbed her shoulders and lifted her off the ground.
She was so frightened that she screamed loudly. When she saw Ye Hen not far away, she asked him for help with her eyes, but Ye Hen just stood on the steps with his arms folded, seeming to be enjoying himself immensely.
The ice sculpture threw her down from mid-air. It didn't fly high, so she wouldn't fall to death. It was obviously specially trained.
She fell to the ground and was broken in many places. Before she could get up, the ice sculpture swooped down from the sky again. She was caught again, and this time it was taken around the yard, waiting for her to be thrown down.
When I was sleeping, I couldn't help but hold my head on the ground and vomited.
She was picked up again in the middle of vomiting, and all the vomit was vomited on her body. She was like a rag doll picked up from the garbage dump, dirty and broken.
When she was thrown down for the last time, she was almost unconscious, but the ice sculpture seemed unwilling to let her go. It grabbed her back with its sharp mouth and tore off a piece of flesh from there.
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The heartbreaking pain caused her to fall into coma immediately. The only thing she felt was pain, which was excruciating.
Ye Hen slowly walked down the steps, then stretched out his foot to kick the unconscious girl. The eagle landed on his shoulder and bumped him gently with his head as if to take credit.
He burst into anger for no reason, and suddenly grabbed the ice sculpture's head with one hand, and then tore it in half in his hands. The flesh and blood flew everywhere, splashing all over his body and face. He laughed gloomily in the blood: "
Who told you to treat my baby like this?"
Before the injury healed, Ye Hen tattooed an ice sculpture on the scar on her back, inserting needles one by one. The pain made her faint several times.
After the tattoo was done, he put his arm around her shoulders and kissed her for a while before reluctantly letting go.
"Momo, from now on you are just my Momo."
She trembled with fear, he was a bloodthirsty devil, he was a cruel pervert.
At the age of thirteen, she has grown into a beautiful girl. Even the servants can't help but secretly look at her for a while when they see her.
She likes to wear a white dress, just like her.
Her hair is as long as her waist and is so smooth and shiny that even if she puts a comb on it, it will slide off.
She sat in the backyard reading a book, and the backyard became a painting.
She stood by the lake and looked at the water, and the lake turned into a landscape.
She is like a dazzling pearl, shining wherever she is placed.
Ye Hen read more books to her, almost trying to put all the knowledge into her brain. She was extremely smart and had almost a photographic memory. Even the teachers praised her as their most proud student.
Whenever she hears such compliments, Yehen will smile with a sense of accomplishment, but she is the only one who feels eclipsed. This is not the life she wants. She wants to see the world outside this island, is there anything more beautiful there?
Jiangshan, a more beautiful picture.
When Yehen beat her again, she ran away with everyone on her back. She found a car outside the city and asked the owner to take her to a place where she could leave the island. Because the journey was too far, she
She fell asleep in the car, and when she woke up, she saw the whip in Yehen's hand.
Every time the rattan whip struck her body, it was a pain she would never forget for the rest of her life. She cried and begged for mercy on the ground but did not let him stop at all.
When he was tired of beating her, he handed the whip to his men and beat her until her skin and flesh were torn and she fainted.
When she was unconscious, he whispered in her ear: "Momo, do you still dare to run away?"
She woke up from the pain and couldn't fall asleep again. When she was dazed, she felt that he had brought medicinal wine in, and then his cold fingers wandered around her body, touching the wounds, and she felt a miraculous pain relief.
effect.
He added: "Momo, if I hit you, it hurts my heart."