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.

Sure enough, people's hearts are separated from their stomachs!

"Someone."

As soon as the faint voice fell, a maid walked in with a bag in her hand, then put her things aside and quietly stepped back.

Xia Yan glanced at the giant-large COCO logo on the black packaging bag and guessed that it was clothes.

"Put it on."

He had just made a trip from the ghost gate, and Xia Yan didn't want to provoke this pervert again, so he obediently picked up the bag and took out the clothes inside, a black suspender evening dress as smooth as silk.

With the clothes in his hand, Xia Yan looked at the nightdress on his body that was as thin as a cicada's wings, could he change his clothes in front of him?

It's not that she pretends to be innocent, although her body has long been seen through by this pervert, but she doesn't have the courage to change clothes in front of him.

Looking at him again, it seemed that there was no intention of evasion, Xia Yan had to go barefoot on the ground.

"Woman, what are you pretending to be high? Change right in front of me! ”

Seeing her intentions, Elbe coldly commanded.

Xia Yan's figure froze, yes, what's there to be embarrassed about, he is not a human, just a super invincible pervert!

After changing his clothes, Xia Yan caught a glimpse of the tampon on the side, raised his eyes and glanced at the man who was staring at him without shying away from it, he asked him to buy it?

Moving the body, I realized that my little inner was actually attached to the tampon!

He posted it?

Bah! Blind thinking.

Noticing that Yi Beihan's eyes were burning and hot, Xia Yan hurriedly covered his neckline with his hand, and found that it was cold below, and pulled it down with his hand in a panic.

Hey, the skirt is indeed very short, and it is not covered up!

"Come here!"

With an order, Xia Yan looked at Yi Beihan stunned for a moment, and leaned over in fear.

Reaching out and grabbing her jaw, he leaned down and pecked lightly on her swollen red lips, looking at her frightened eyes, the corners of his mouth slowly curled up into a cold and cruel smile, and slightly tilted his head to swear in her ear.

"Xia Yan, you heard me clearly, you are just a slave of my Yi Beihan."

The voice paused, Yi Beihan pinched her fingers tightly, increased his force, dragged her body closer to the floor-to-ceiling window, stretched out his long arms, and pointed to the huge Tibetan mastiff under a flash of light not far from the bottom of the building and continued.

"A slave of a lower rank than it!"

Xia Yan bit his lower lip tightly and didn't speak, does it count as a default?

But looking at her silence, Yi Beihan only thought that she was silently resisting him, looking at her indifferent expression, it was not silent resistance, what was it?

Rest assured, he has a way to torture you slowly!

Tortured to the point that you can't survive and die, you can't kneel and beg for mercy!

Shook off her body, like a piece of garbage, didn't even look at it anymore, coldly dropped a sentence, and walked out of the bedroom with vigorous steps.

"Give you three minutes to get dressed!"

Dragging his scarred body into the next bath-room, standing in front of the spacious mirror, looking at the frizzy, pale, and languishing self in the mirror, if you put on a white sheet, you will be a ghost!

It didn't take three minutes, because Xia Yan just wiped his face with cold water, simply tied a ponytail on the back of his head, and when he turned around, he saw the eye-catching word 'Yi' on his shoulder, and hooked the corners of his lips dismally, and it was indeed a low-level slave with a sign.