She didn't speak, tears slipped from the corners of her eyes, this time, she was really scared, he was a hideous devil.

Yi Beihan pinched her soft body hard, and it hurt her, so he took her into the bath, carried the bucket inside, and splashed cold water on her body at once.

Her lips were purple and curled up in the cold.

The needle was still in his hand, and he followed the words he had written before, little by little, and his eyes were already scarlet.

Her body was cold and unconscious, she couldn't feel the pain in her shoulders, and her whole body was covered in water.

Yi Beihan let the water flow into the bath, and out of the corner of her eye, she saw that there were blood streaks floating in the water, a little by little, and disappeared.

The tooth sound in the shoulder has not healed, and now there is a new injury.

Seeing that his masterpiece was almost finished, Yi Beihan let out two dry laughs, lifted her out of the water, hugged her, and threw her directly on the sofa.

She was like a doll, tossed around.

On the cabinet, there are also unused lemon slices and salt.

Elbehan sprinkled salt on her shoulders little by little.

The pain was intense, as if thousands of ants were devouring her skin and bones, and she was overwhelmed.

The ravage-ravages continue.

Yi Beihan put the lemon slices in the palm of his hand, squeezed it hard, and the juice flowed out of it, facing her wound.

Strong acid and salt burned her wounds.

Only this time, Xia Yan didn't scream, but clenched his fist tightly.

She now understood that the more she begged for mercy, the more she let her go, the more uncomfortable she died, the more she was happy, he was the cruel Satan, basing his happiness on her pain.

Instead of asking him to torture himself even more like this, it is better to protest silently, and when he sees that his reaction is flat, he probably has no intention of continuing to play.

The world of rich people is really terrible, is it psychologically as terrible as him?

Yi Beihan felt a little more comforted when he saw her being tortured, but when he noticed the sympathy in her eyes, he couldn't help but be a little more irritable.

The fresh lemon slices in the crystal vessel were grabbed by him and smeared directly back and forth on her shoulder, again and again.

She couldn't stand the strong stimulation and fainted directly.

……………………………………

When Xia Yan woke up, he found himself in a strange room.

The tingling pain in her shoulder was still clearly felt, and she looked sideways, the word "easy" was afraid that it would not be eliminated for a lifetime.

Reaching out and touching it gently, her eyebrows twisted together.

The feeling of damp and heat hit her, she sat up with difficulty, and looked down to see that there was a blood stain on Xiao Nen, and even the sheets were stained with blood.

Count the days......

Oops, today is the time for her aunt to visit.

Not far away, on the floral sofa, is a new and clean dress, a combination of fresh mint green, chiffon and tulle, which brings a touch of coolness this summer.

It was difficult to walk, and with every step Xia Yan took, he felt a lot of pain in his abdomen.

She struggled to put on her clothes, and she didn't have time to appreciate the beauty of the clothes, so she rushed out directly.

Next to the stairs, servants were cleaning.

Xia Yan grabbed the only maid and hesitated for a long time before he spoke.

"Auntie, do you have any tampon ......?"

"Inexplicable!"

The maid glanced at Xia Yan, looked at her as a monster, and continued to clean.