It hurts –

Zheng Xiaomeng's body hurt as if it had been hit hard by a truck.

She slowly opened her eyes, and before she could see everything around her, two thin lips that were extremely cold fell down punitively, biting her lip with full anger, then her chin, and finally burying her head between her shins, and biting heavily on the skin of her neck.

"Zheng Xiaomeng, do you really hate me so much? Hate so much that you don't even want your life anymore? ”

Zheng Xiaomeng subconsciously shook her head.

She was obviously dead, but the tingling in her shin was so real.

The body temperature that men are familiar with is also so real.

"Lu Muqing, you bite me......"

The man moved, as if surprised by what the girl called him, and the force between his lips suddenly lightened.

"It hurts so that you can remember what to do and what not to do."

"But ......" she really hurts.

"Zheng Xiaomeng, this time, you really me off......"

When the words fell, the heart-rending pain completely penetrated Zheng Xiaomeng's body.

Her hands subconsciously grasped the man's muscles as hard as steel, her fingertips digging deep into his skin, her knuckles white.

"Lu Muqing ......"

Her voice was swallowed up by the man's lips again, and immediately, a sweet fishy smell spread in the mouths of the two.

In addition to constantly tightening her fingers, Zheng Xiaomeng could only hear the man's heavy and hoarse gasps.

It wasn't until this time that Zheng Xiaomeng didn't know what she and Lu Muqing were doing.

"Zheng Xiaomeng, if you dare to hurt yourself, I will let you know how terrible the Hades in your mouth, I, Lu Muqing, are."

The man's low voice sounded again, warning and imprisoning her word by word.

Zheng Xiaomeng wanted to say something, but she couldn't say a word, so she could only make some single notes with the man's movements in a daze......

……

When Zheng Xiaomeng woke up, it was already noon.

Because the sunlight shining in from the window was too hot, Zheng Xiaomeng couldn't see everything around clearly, and could only vaguely see a long figure standing next to the bed, sorting out the clothes on her body.

Zheng Xiaomeng sat up slowly and stretched out her hand to block the bright light in front of her.

As soon as he raised his eyes, he fell into the man's pair of bottomless black pools, "Lu ......"

Before the words fell, the door of the room was opened from the outside, and several women wearing white coats, masks, and silver boxes walked up to Lu Muqing.

Lu Muqing lowered his eyes, "Let's start." ”

"Yes." Several people nodded respectfully

Seeing them constantly approaching her, Zheng Xiaomeng subconsciously wrapped the quilt tightly and shrank back.

"You, what do you want to do?"

"Miss, offended."

Zheng Xiaomeng was dragged out of the quilt by several women, face down, and pressed down on the bed.

"Let me go, what the hell are you trying to do?"

It hurts to have your chest flattened, so why should a woman be embarrassed by a woman?

The women were indifferent, and instead of stopping what they were doing, they began to undress her.

"Miss, we're just helping you get your tattoo clean, if you cooperate well, it will be over soon."

Zheng Xiaomeng's head banged.

Three years ago?

She was actually reborn three years ago, when she was robbed of her innocence by Lu Muqing and forced to wash off all the tattoos on her body?

Zheng Xiaomeng's pupils constricted.

She doesn't want to ......

Washing a tattoo is more than ten times more painful than when you put it on.

She has more than one tattoo on her back, arms, thighs, and collarbone, and if they are all washed off, she will die of pain.

Just like in her previous life, she was so painful that she passed out.

"Stop!!"

Zheng Xiaomeng's voice trembled a little, but several women did not react.

Zheng Xiaomeng turned her face to the other side, her eyes were slightly red, and she looked at Lu Muqing with a smile, "Uncle Lu, let them stop, I, I don't want to wash, it hurts, it hurts, it really hurts......"

Lu Muqing's eyes were cold, he didn't reply, he only took out a cigarette from his pocket, lit it, and took a puff faintly.

Ordered: "Begin." ”

"Yes."

In the next second, the heart-rending pain spread all over Zheng Xiaomeng's body again, and she screamed, in the previous life, whether it was the pain of losing the first time or the pain of washing the tattoo, she experienced it all again in this life.