"You're delusional!" Qiao Yan opened his mouth coldly, turned his head in disgust, and indifferently avoided the man's hot breath.

"Hmph, I don't know how to lift the cheap thing, do you think I'll get used to you again in the future! Since you don't want to, then I'll help you tonight!"

When the man opened his mouth in cold blood, he had already casually used the black tie on his white shirt, and in Qiao Yan's struggle, he tightly tied the person's hands and raised them above his head, and tied them high on the head of the bed above his head.

Qiao Yan's arms were suspended in the air and tightened, there was almost no room for struggle, a kind of despair and powerlessness surged back in her heart after many years, and then she looked at Si Shaofei with indifference and hatred in her eyes.

"What do you want to do? Si Shao Fei, you rogue bastard, you let me go!"

"What do I want to do, what do you say, cheap things, I see when you are pregnant with Lao Tzu's child, you will be honest and obedient!"

The man snorted coldly as he spoke, and no longer paid attention to the indifferent and angry eyes of the person on the bed, and directly tore off her clothes one by one.

Ten minutes later, the man looked at Qiao Yan's sick and weak body in front of him, where new injuries were overlapped with old injuries, and gently stroked the wound.

"Ah Yan, no matter what happens tomorrow, you are mine tonight. Si Shaofei muttered, his original cold eyes revealing obsessive infatuation.

It's just that Qiao Yan's red eyes and indifferent eyes were cut on his heart like a knife, making his heart tingle, almost a little afraid and unbearable.

But it didn't matter, in the next moment, he covered Qiao Yan's eyes with a big hand.

Then, he pressed up......

I don't know how long it took for the man to pull out, and then, he hugged the person who was clenching his teeth and trembling slightly for a while, before he whispered in her ear and asked, "Ah Yan, does your hand hurt?" As long as you ask me, I will untie it for you, how about it?"

Qiao Yan closed his eyes indifferently and ignored him.

This couldn't help but make Si Shaofei's anger, which had already been vented and subsided, rise again.

The next moment, he patted Qiao Yan's face coldly and roughly, and even slammed the big hand that had gently rubbed Qiao Yan's neck.

Then when Qiao Yan's body trembled violently due to suffocation, a gloomy voice whispered in her ear: "Cheap thing! Do you know what I hate you the most? It's just that you don't get in the oil and salt now, and you don't know how to lift! Since you don't hurt, then sleep!"

After the man finished sneering, he really didn't care about Qiao Yan's tie that was deeply soaked in flesh because of the struggle just now, and only hugged Qiao Yan's entire body tightly and couldn't move a bit.

This made Qiao Yan silently close his eyes indifferently.

Si Shaofei also extinguished the retro bedside lamp in anger......

The next morning, seven o'clock.

When the first ray of sunlight poured in through the curtains in the early morning, Qiao Yan slowly opened his eyes.

She subconsciously moved, and found that her hands were still tied to the head of the bed, and her whole body was even more sore.

At this time, Si Shaofei had already gotten up and dressed up, sitting at the temporary desk to deal with the work that should have been completed last night.

Inadvertently raised his eyes coldly, and saw that under the quilt on the bed, the person's body was struggling and twisting from time to time, so he stepped forward.

"When you wake up, come and have breakfast with me when you wake up. ”

Si Shaofei spoke gloomily to Qiao Yan, and while his voice was extremely cold, he had already untied the tie that was already stained with blood for her.

At this time, Qiao Yan's wrist had already ground out a bloody binding mark, and when Si Shaofei threw away the tie, it suddenly lost its oppression, and it continued to seep blood.

Qiao Yan was accustomed to a scarred encounter as long as she met a man, so her cold beautiful eyes looked at her pair of bleeding wrists without any fluctuations, no anger, and not even a trace of grievance that she would unconsciously produce before.

I saw that the next moment, she went to the bedside table to skillfully rummage through the gauze potion she had put in the room a few days ago, endured the pain, and bandaged her wound by herself.

It's just that Qiao Yan can use her right hand to disinfect and bandage her left hand, but when she changes her left hand to her right hand, it is not so convenient.

Especially since her two hands were trembling slightly due to the pain, she almost struggled several times before she used her left hand to make the tweezers pick up the cotton wool, but before she could disinfect her right wrist, her left hand shook, and the cotton wool fell to the ground instantly.

This cycle was repeated several times, and the man had been watching coldly from the side until the fifth time, when Qiao Yan's right hand laboriously picked up the cotton wool with tweezers again, the man suddenly shot out and beat her hard.

"Stupid thing, I can't make it myself, won't I ask for help? In your eyes, am I dead?"

Qiao Yan didn't speak, she didn't even raise her eyes indifferently to look at this condescending man.

With a blank face, she picked up the tweezers on the ground with her right hand, went to the bathroom to rinse and disinfect with alcohol, and then continued to pinch the cotton wool.

It's just that this time Qiao Yan clamped it with his right hand and put it between the fingers of his left hand, but his left hand still didn't use any force at all, and he was trembling all the time......

This time, the man didn't speak again, and the next moment he directly snatched the tweezers from Qiao Yan's hand roughly.

"Sit down, don't move, give me your hand!"

The man coldly commanded, under the pressure of a powerful and fierce momentum, he forcibly pulled Qiao Yan's right wrist without saying anything, and seriously disinfected, medicated, and bandaged her.

Ten minutes later, the man got up and coldly ordered her, "Give you five minutes to wash up, and then, come and serve me dinner!"

Qiao Yan still ignored him, she seemed to ignore the man, and it took half an hour to come out of the bathroom.

At this time, the man's meal was only warm.

Qiao Yan didn't plan to eat with this man, so in the face of this, she had a pair of cold and beautiful eyes, except for indifference or indifference.

But the man had been waiting for her to eat with him, so he didn't move any chopsticks.

Seeing Qiao Yan come out, the man, who was already angry with yesterday's events, suddenly became impregnated with a layer of cold scarlet, becoming even more cold and terrifying.

The next moment, the chill in his words dropped another degree: "Come here! I'll let you come over! Cheap thing, didn't you hear?"

Qiao Yan raised his eyes indifferently and looked at the man at the table: "I don't want to eat." ”

"I didn't force you to eat! You don't want to eat, you can not eat, but you have to come and serve me!"

"Serving you?" Qiao Yan's indifferent eyes added a hint of sarcasm, "Si Shaofei, don't go too far!"

"Oh, don't you want to? Cheap thing, when you hugged other men last night, I could see that you were very willing! If I hadn't passed, you would have served people to bed! Now you don't want to serve Lao Tzu for a meal, are you looking for death?"