"Say! Can't escape? ”

Ye Mu's collar was rudely lifted by Xiao Yanyan, and after being beaten by Xiao Yanyan's stormy fist, Ye Mu didn't even have the strength to speak, and his soft body was lifted by Xiao Yanyan like this.

"Do you want to break your other leg so that you can stay here in peace." Xiao Yanyan's voice was close to hoarseness, and the anger on his face made the others in the hall dare not come out.

Ye Mu wanted to speak, he wanted to tell Xiao Yanyan that he didn't want to escape, he just wanted to secretly go to the hospital to see his seriously ill sister, but before he could speak, Xiao Yanyan's next heavy punch fell on his face.

Ye Mu suddenly wanted to die, and on the first day he was strictly forbidden by Xiao Yan, Ye Mu knew that he would be driven crazy by this man sooner or later.

In Xiao Yanyan's imprisonment for more than a year, Ye Mu lost not only his youth and dreams, but also his hope for life. Ye Mu hated the man in front of him, but he was more afraid. He didn't know what kind of method Xiao Yanyan would use to torture himself this time, but it was best to kill him with one move.

"You forced me." Xiao Yanyan's eyes were full of terrifying bloodshots, and he rubbed Ye Mu's sleeve to his shoulders roughly, turned his head and said coldly to his subordinates who were carrying a small black box behind him, "Give him an injection." ”

Ye Mu's eyes widened suddenly, and he couldn't believe what Xiao Yanyan said.

Xiao Yan wants to inject himself**!

The originally weak body suddenly struggled violently, and Ye Mu tried all his strength to resist, but was pressed on the table by Xiao Yanyan.

"Don't! Xiao Yanyan, let me go! I was wrong! I was wrong! I don't dare anymore. Ye Mu begged bitterly, the fear in the sky rolled in, and he broke a leg, he could continue to face life strongly, but being contaminated with ** means that he is no longer a normal person. Pothead? The living dead?

What's more, there is no chance to escape from Xiao Yanyan's side again

"Don't be afraid, dear." Xiao Yanyan suddenly looked at Ye Mu gently, his eyes were full of forbearant excitement, "We will never be separated." ”

Watching the liquid in the syringe slowly be pushed into his body, tears of despair fell from under Ye Mu's eyes.

When he was pressed on the bed by Xiao Yanyan and plundered, when he was broken by Xiao Yanyan's right leg, and when he was beaten into the hospital by Xiao Yanyan again and again, Ye Mu never shed tears.

But this time, Ye Mu's heart reached the limit of bearing.

Xiao Yanyan stretched out his tongue and licked off the tears in the corners of Ye Mu's eyes, and hugged Ye Mu's waist in great distress.

Ye Mu no longer struggled like a dead corpse, but his eyes looking at Xiao Yanyan were full of hatred.

Looking at the cold gaze of the upper leaf curtain, Xiao Yanyan's movements suddenly stopped.

"Don't hate me." The deep roar was endlessly pale, and Xiao Yanyan's face was filled with pain and anger. "Love me! Say, say you love me! Xiao Yan raised his fist, but in the end he couldn't fall.

Ye Mu has never known what Xiao Yanyan's so-called love for himself is, because this love is close to perversion. That lingering resistance to death again and again is the nightmare of Ye Mu's life.

Xiao Yanyan is the king of Southeast Asia, known for his cold-blooded brutality, but he is also very prosperous in Baidao, and he is worth a few days. Ye Mu couldn't understand how many young and beautiful women in the world wanted to give him a hug, why a black and white godfather like Xiao Yanyan would take a fancy to himself who was ordinary and a man.

Xiao Yanyan carried Ye Mu to the bedroom where he had been imprisoned, gently placed him on the bed, and then locked Ye Mu's ankles with a long chain.

"From now on, you can only obey me and please me, otherwise I will find someone to rape your sister." Xiao Yanyan's low, magnetic voice echoed in Ye Mu's ears, like a demon whispering.

Ye Mu closed his eyes in despair, he gave up, gave up the so-called freedom, Ye Mu knew that he might die of old age in this room under Xiao Yan's torture.

Xiao Yan's cold lips covered the leaf curtain, and began to suck greedily, and the dexterous tongue easily pried open the leaf curtain's teeth and began to plunder, one hand slowly moved under the leaf curtain, wanting to provoke his primitive desire.

Ye Mu hated Xiao Yan, who forced him into the abyss of despair, but he hated himself even more for being in love with Xiao Yanyan.

"Curtain...... My baby ......" Xiao Yan hugged Ye Mu tightly, and the satisfaction and happiness on his face were self-evident.

Ye Mu looked at the ceiling, his eyes dead and empty.

If God gives me another chance, Xiao Yanyan, I don't want to meet you again

(Note: This article is a rebirth text)