Chapter 81: The Beauty Imprisoned in the Castle (11)
"......" is really... Samuel!!
The witch was fooled once, and the chance of wanting him to relax and stun him again was almost zero, and the situation in front of her seemed to be a dead end, and the initiative was not in her hands at all, so Song Jin did not say anything and did not resist.
It's just that I already knew that whether I said it or didn't say it at this time couldn't change anything.
"How nice," her quiet appearance undoubtedly pleased Samuel, "it would have been nice to have done this sooner, but it's a pity that it ...... now," he laughed, his crimson eyes without a smile, "it's too late." β
Song Jin let out a muffled snort, and the pain of being pinched and crushed came instantly, not particularly painful, presumably the witch used the magic to eliminate the pain, but with this subtle pain, the left wrist quickly felt weak, and it couldn't use any strength at all.
Sensing that his hand was touching her right wrist instead, Song Jin's eyes widened and she dodged again and again, "Samuel, no... Don't, ahhhhh......h β
The witch opened her fingers with ease, and the useless right hand below hung limply.
It doesn't hurt, but there is an indescribable weakness in my heart that seems to have been pricked by needles.
She leaned into his arms and gasped lowly, her body trembling slightly, and her dark eyes glowed with a faint water, making her pitiful as a small animal.
There is no pain, the psychological pressure is far heavier than the body, Song Jin's long eyelashes droop lightly, her eyes are slightly narrow, she did a task before, fell from a height, and suffered multiple fractures all over her body, she didn't say a word, she still ran fast, she was not in pain, but she was really bearable.
It hurts and hurts, and I get used to it.
But at this time, if you show calm and fearlessness, it is obviously not in line with the witch's wishes.
The silver-haired and red-eyed man with dreamy beauty gently lowered his long eyelashes, took the two wasted hands, smiled and kissed the back of his hands, and his voice was gentle and gorgeous, "Look, how good this is, without hands, you can't even open the door...... Where else can I go? β
Song Jin didn't reply, leaning on his arms, his long dark eyelashes kept trembling, his breathing had not calmed down until now, and he was obviously frightened.
He lowered his head and kissed the tears that were about to slip from the corners of her eyes, his fingers reached into her mouth, cruelly stirring her tongue, but his face was smiling softly and gently, "It may hurt a little, but it's okay, pain can make people learn a lesson, right?" β
Song Jin shook her head desperately, her fingers were about to go deep into her throat, she choked and coughed, tears overflowed involuntarily, she couldn't push away, the witch didn't know what spell she had cast, she was very weak, looking at this posture, Samuel didn't break her up, it was hard to be discouraged!
inevitably remembered the Seminya who had his finger cut off, although the witch is immortal and immortal, and her body can be reshaped, but the pain is real, and she treats her relatives Samuel so cruelly, she is afraid that this time she will be more than lucky!
[Anyway, it doesn't hurt, and you can recover back later, or you can pretend to be one?] γ
"Pretending to be weak?" Song Jin scoffed, "I'm not such a cowardly person!" Don't impose your filthy thoughts on me, right? β
[Oh, come on, he's probably going to pull out your tongue.] γ
Song Jin, who knew the truth, suddenly fell into tears, "Woo woo, unity!" You're back! helpοΌ Help me!! β
Strangely, Samuel stirred for a while, but did not move.
Song Jin, who thought that she would be plucked out of her tongue, quietly opened her eyes and saw Samuel tilting her head and smiling at her.
He kissed the clear liquid that overflowed from the corner of her lips and chuckled lowly, "Subtle... You're so cute when you cry," he whispered with his lips to his ear, "So, let me spoil you......"
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Carvin, next chapter, nine o'clock.