"...She seems to like you very much." Mo Qi turned his head and looked at the pool of blood thoughtfully.
"What does that have to do with me?" Yu Liansi smiled, a little confused.
Yes, it has nothing to do with her, but the dead and infatuated Xiaoyu, doesn't it?
"However, now that you can't protect yourself, you still think about other things. Aren't you afraid of death?" Yu Liansi asked.
It wasn't the first time she heard the word death.
It's not like she doesn't know the smell of death.
What's more, "Will you let me die?" Mo Qi said calmly.
"Yes, I won't let you die, but you are a little wild cat that I can't control. It is necessary to discipline and discipline you, Auntie Yan." Yu Liansi smiled coldly and called Auntie.
Grandma took a step forward with a sinister look on her face and came to Mo Qi. At the same time, she kept swinging the whip she got from who knows where in her hand.
"Hmph, wild cats need to be taken care of." After finishing speaking, grandma's eyes flashed with evil intent, she raised her hand and whipped down the cats, and began to whip them hard.
one time.
Two times.
Three times.
…
After being whipped hard, Mo Qi's body was immediately bruised and bruised.
The severe pain in her body caused Mo Qi to bite her lower lip tightly, sweating heavily. Mo Qi tugged at the corner of his mouth and looked at Yu Liansi with a slightly resentful look in his eyes: "Is this all you can do? Use violence to conquer everything?"
"Why wouldn't I use the most direct method?" Yu Liansi turned his back and replied with an arrogant tone.
…
The whipping was still going on. Mo Qi didn't want to say anything more and waste his little energy. He closed his eyes and endured the pain on his skin, but all he could think about was the pleasantness in his mind.
Keren became like that because of his relationship.
When Mo Qi was blaming himself, a basin of ice water rushed towards him, and at the same time, his mother's hateful voice came, "Humph, I want to sleep, but I won't let you."
As soon as he finished speaking, he whipped up the whip again, and the whippings were harder and heavier each time. Mo Qi's face also became much paler than before, "Ice water with salt water added, let me see how you can sleep through it."
His limbs soon lost all feeling and his head became dizzy. Mo Qi smiled bitterly, this grandma was really an out-and-out sadist.
"Stop." Yu Liansi roared angrily without knowing what was going on, causing her to stop in mid-air.
Nanny's eyes were rounded with fear, and her hands were trembling: "Your Highness, Your Majesty."
Yu Liansi walked over quickly, knocked off his whip, locked his long and narrow phoenix eyes firmly on Mo Qi, who was bowing his head, and said to his mother in a deep voice: "Bring the princess out."
As soon as the nanny heard about the princess, she lost her frightened look and put on her unpleasant domineering look again.
"Slave, go right away." After saying that, he turned around and left.
Just like her mother when she heard the word princess, Mo Qi immediately raised his head and looked at the indifferent Yu Liansi with burning eyes, "Yu Liansi, what do you want to do? Your goal is me, don't hurt me."
Man." Mo Qi gritted his teeth and suppressed the anger in his heart.
Yu Liansi just smiled and said nothing, reaching out to untie the hemp rope that bound Mo Qi's hands.
The hemp rope was very thick, and there were already red cuts on Mo Qi's wrists. In addition, the whole body was abused before, and there were wounds all over his body except his face. The skin was torn and the flesh was torn, which was shocking.
Mo Qi, who was not restrained by the hemp rope, was completely powerless, and suddenly fell to the ground. As a result, the wounds on his body were severely torn. Mo Qi took a breath of cold air, and beads of sweat slid down his forehead.
…
When Mo Qi tried to get up without injuring his wound, Grandma came back.
"Let me go, let me go."
Pleasant.
Hearing the pleasant voice, Mo Qi pursed her lips tightly and slowly got up.
Looking up at each other, Mammy and another man wearing a mask forcefully escorted Keren out. But Keren's face was panicked, his face was frighteningly white, his hair was disheveled, his clothes were disheveled, and his fingers were trembling slightly. He was still the same as she had seen that day.