Yi Beihan reached out and grabbed her collar, pulled it in front of him, and bent his head against her cold lips, a moment of grinding.

What is this man doing?

Xia Yan was frightened, put her arms on his chest, and struggled to resist, now that her aunt was here, she must not be forcibly abused by him.

"You dare to resist?"

Yi Beihan stopped gnawing and said through gritted teeth.

In front of him, Xia Yan was like a little cat without resistance, but at this moment, she really couldn't tolerate this man's invasion of her body, biting her lip tightly and spit it out for a long time.

"I'm not feeling well today...... Can you let me go once? ”

"What are you? Have you forgotten who you are? What qualifications do you have to negotiate with me? ”

Although Yi Beihan knew her unspeakable secrets, he couldn't see her disobeying her wishes a little.

Hum! Cheap. People's daughter, watching you suffer, he is more happy! Thinking about it, Yi Beihan leaned over Xia Yan's body, without any tenderness at all, rudely tore off her clothes, stared down at her pale little face, and the corners of his mouth slowly hooked up a bloodthirsty smile.

"I wonder if it will make you feel better if I want you now?"

"Don't ......"

Xia Yan shook his head, his eyes full of despair.

The more I looked at her pitiful and pleading appearance, the more the hatred filled my heart grew.

I just want to see you look like you are in pain, and the mother and daughter repay the debt, which is justified!

Suddenly pulled her hands apart and imprisoned her aunt-

"Slap" crisp applause rang out.

Xia Yan looked at his slightly painful palm in mid-air in a daze, and couldn't believe that he actually slapped him?

The sturdy back stiffened, and clusters of anger quickly rose from the bottom of Yi Beihan's eyes, wanting to erupt.

Damn woman, I see you're impatient!

Yi Beihan suddenly straightened up, raised his arm, and waved it hard.

"Smack!"

"Smack!"

There were two muffled sounds in a row, and Xia Yan's eyes were full of stars, and his left and right cheeks were hot and painful.

Lifting his pants, Yi Beihan stood up angrily, looked at the bold woman under his feet, and kicked him several times.

Xia Yan didn't struggle in the slightest, resisted, just closed his eyes, curled his body into a ball, and bit his lower lip tightly until bright red blood stains appeared, and he didn't say a word.

"Very well, I'd like to see how strong you can get?"

Yi Beihan took off his coat, threw it on her, just to cover her exposed parts, turned around, and walked away with graceful steps.

Xia Yan felt that the sky was turning, the earth was turning, and in the next second, he fainted.

……………………………………

When I woke up, it was already evening.

Slowly opened her eyes, the dazzling white light of the crystal chandelier on the roof made her eyes uncomfortable for a while, and after a while, she slowly supported her aching body and sat up, raising her eyes to catch a glimpse of the long back in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, with a hint of chilling majesty, Xia Yan's expression was suddenly suffocated.

As if sensing that she had woken up, the back in front of the window slowly turned around, dressed in a well-cut silver-gray suit, with a handsome face like a demon, and a clean and slender finger holding a goblet, and gently taking a sip of the brown-red liquid in the cup.

What a beautiful man who pours all beings!

If it weren't for the torture of his metamorphosis, Xia Yan really couldn't believe that the man in front of him who showed an elegant and aristocratic temperament was the demon who tortured her to death.