I didn't care about whether my skirt would be torn by him and whether it would go away.

Han Mo can eat people when he looks at me, I know he won't eat me, but my end will not be better than being eaten.

But my strength was no match for him, and it was probably this morning's events that made him on guard, and he pressed me tightly with his hands.

I was subconsciously afraid: "What are you doing!" Let go of me Han Mo, you are an illegal kidnapper! Kidnap! ”

He looked at me and sneered, but the movements of his hands did not stop for a minute.

I watched like a puppet as he let go of a hand and came out, took a blazer from the hand of the man who had just stopped me, wrapped it around me, wrapped my hand in it, and tied it with his sleeve.

He used all his strength, and the clothes were wrapped around my body as if hemp rope was tied to my body, and the strangled place hurt so much that the flesh and skin seemed to bloom.

"Han Mo, let me go! What nerves do you have! ”

But no matter what I called, Han Mo didn't mean to let go of me.

He looked down at me, and it was so cold that I stiffened.

Then the next second, he just picked me up like that.

My hands and feet were tightly wrapped around the blazer, and I couldn't move my whole body except for one mouth.

He didn't say a word, just hugged me and walked out of the train station step by step.

There were a lot of people watching this farce, and I opened my mouth to call for help, but no one really dared to come forward to help.

It's not for nothing, a man stepped forward to ask, Han Mo didn't say anything, and the people he brought over directly set up the man who stepped forward to rescue me.

Han Mo was like an ancient bandit who went down the mountain to grab something, so many people watched, but no one dared to speak.

There were two black cars parked outside the train station, and Han Mo directly opened the door of the co-pilot of the first car, stuffed me onto it, and then buckled my seat belt.

I was like a mummy, sitting there and not moving.

"Han Mo, are you sick! You let go of me, let go of me! ”

He got into the car and turned a deaf ear to my words.

The car drove away, like an arrow off the string, and I was forced to crash into the seat, and the pain made me stagnate.

He has always driven fast, and after three and a half years, when he got into Han Mo's car again, I felt that my stomach was starting to turn again.

The noodles that I had eaten for less than an hour just now seemed to be gushing up at any moment and then spit out.

But Han Mo had no intention of slowing down at all, and it wasn't until the red light in front of him that he suddenly braked suddenly.

I couldn't help it, and the moment the car stopped, I threw up on the car.

Han Mo finally glanced sideways at me, and the entire carriage suddenly became cold.

I pursed my lips, but I couldn't use my hands, and the corners of my mouth were still stained with dirty vomit: "Please Han Shao get me a tissue."

He reached out and wiped a tissue on my mouth as if he was going to break my lips, and I was hurt by his rubbing, but he didn't say a word, and gritted his teeth and endured it like this.

The green light in front of me came on again, and the car started again, but at a much slower pace.

Han Mo has a habit of cleanliness, he tied me up and didn't let me move, and he deserved to spit in his car.

It's just that I was still happy too early, and when the car stopped, Han Mo directly carried me out.

My waist and thighs were tied tightly by my clothes, and my hands were tucked in and clasped tightly, so I couldn't pull them out.

He carried me like this, and I struggled like an ant shaking a tree, with no effect.

The apartment in front of me was a little familiar, and I didn't remember until Han Mo pushed the door open and entered, this was the place where Han Mo used to hide me in the first place.

The three holes of the cunning rabbit, people like Han Mo, of course, will not have only one place.

But he carried me here today, and I always felt that he was hinting at something.

Before I could figure out what he was hinting at, he threw me straight into the bathtub.

I really threw it in, and the bones in my shoulder hit the edge of the bathtub, and I was paralyzed in pain.

I couldn't help but take a hard breath, but Han Mo didn't look at me, he took the unkempt head and sprayed water directly at me.

The water was still cold, and the weather in April was still more than ten degrees, and the cold water was sprayed directly at me, and I was not physically and mentally prepared at all.

The whole person was trembling by the water, and looked up at Han Mo, who was like a madman: "Han Mo, are you sick!" If you are sick, take medicine, don't come to me! ”

He just sneered, then reached out and pulled me up, went around the back and ripped off the clothes that were wrapped around me.

By the time I realized what he was going to do, my whole body was already wet with the cold water, and I stood there trembling with trembling legs, and I tried to run but he pulled him back with one hand, and the other hand directly tore off my skirt.

I listened to the sound of the skirt being torn, and felt as if Han Mo was tearing me.

I think Han Mo is probably going to tear me up.

I always lost the power game between me and him, and I reached out to push him away while he was undressing, but the next second he dragged my hair and threw it back.

I now know that Han Mo still had a little conscience in the past, and he had at least three points of strength, but now he didn't have any strength left, and my whole body was thrown directly by him to the washstand.

It's going to hit the corner over there, and it hurts so much that both of my legs go limp.

His movements are also extremely fast, a veteran of the color field, and the clothes on his body were taken off by himself in three or two clicks.

I looked at myself in the mirror with a pale face, the pain in my lower back made it difficult for me to breathe, and tears forced straight out of the corners of my eyes.

Then in the next second, Han Mo's hand reached over, clasped my hand, and the other hand turned on the shower above his head, pressing the two of me and standing straight under the sprayed water: "Escape, Fu Yao, why don't you continue to escape for me!"

He tugged at my hair, my face forced to lean up, the warm water hitting my face, and my eyes were astringent and painful.

Without any preparation, it really tore me apart.

He rushed in directly, and my whole body was held by him, only with my back to him, and I couldn't struggle at all.

The fierce pain made me can't help but scream, I can't hold back the tears at all, it really hurts!

"Han Mo, let me go! Woo, let go of me! ”

This is the moment when I hated the most, and I couldn't resist it.

Men will always have the most ruthless way to punish women, but women can only give them revenge for losing both.

The only thing I can do to Han Mo is to stab him, but this is illegal, if I stab him, I will have to go in and squat for a few months, or according to Han Mo's ability, I can even squat for several years.

But he did this to me, but I couldn't argue, and even if I wanted to sue him, I couldn't sue him at all.

I've never hated myself so much, hated myself for being a woman.

It was like a knife cutting flesh, and my whole body trembled in pain, but Han Mo's movements were more and more fierce.

His hand was clasped in front of me, and I couldn't escape if I wanted to.

It's like a fish on a board, and it can only be slaughtered by him.

I lowered my head and opened my mouth to bite his arm, and I bit hard, and the smell of blood seeped into my lips, spreading, and sore at my nose, but it didn't relieve my hatred at all.

"Maniac!"

He repaid me with all his strength the pain I inflicted on him, and I was always the only one who suffered.

I let go and gritted my teeth and endured without saying a word.

But I didn't expect him to directly lower his head and bite me on the neck, it was a real bite, with force, as if I had just bitten his arm hard.

I could even feel the blood gushing out, and he bit like that, not letting go at all, as if he was about to bite my veins open.

I still gritted my teeth and didn't say a word.

It would be good if Han Mo really bit me to death like this, so that there would be no love, hatred, and hatred.

I don't have to love him, I don't have to hate him.

After all, I can't do anything to myself, and I can't do something as stupid as suicide.

For more than three years, I have lived worse than death, and the pain between him and me seems to have taken root in my heart, and I continue to thrive, and every time in the dead of night, I can't figure out what I did wrong and why he did this to me.

I don't know how long it took for him to finally relent.

I turned my head and looked at him coldly: "Why don't you kill me?"

The water above my head kept falling, hitting my face, hitting his face, and his vision was a little blurry, but Han Mo's face, I could clearly describe what it looked like even with my eyes closed.

I was caught off guard by the sudden force of his lower body, and I snorted and gritted my teeth so hard that I didn't let myself make any more noise.

He looked at me, and suddenly he lowered his head and kissed me the lips.

I tried to hide, and he just grabbed my chin.

It was as if he had completely taken away my breath, and I was like a drowning woman, and there was no way out.

I don't know how long it took for him to let go of me, but he just bit my lip directly, and the blood suddenly oozed out, and his mouth was full of the smell of blood.

He finally let go of me completely, and looked down at me, his eyes red as if he had been burned by something: "Fu Yao, do you have a heart?"

I was stunned for a moment, and I felt that my whole body was cold, even though the water that fell on me was warm, but my whole body was cold.

Fu Yao, do you have a heart?