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Chapter 462: Punishment in the Wild (1)

She just thought simply, no matter what he wanted to do, how he wanted to vent and punish him was right, she wouldn't resist him, if he didn't get angry, he would have earned.

But the little thing that continued to rise was to face him, the courage to admit punishment, but after seeing him have no temperature at all, and the gaze that almost froze her was completely left with fear.

He had never looked at her like this.

He stared at her face, there were several scratches of blades of grass, although the wounds had healed, blood stains and mud flowers were still smeared on his face, his short black hair was wet with snow and water, and the blades of grass were stuck to his forehead, and he looked carefully at the tears and red eyes on his face, and the military shirts that were originally tied in the belt on his body were all polished into a half-rolled by the stones, and a pair of military pants was also worn into tatters, and his whole body was covered with blood, and he didn't even know where the military boots on his feet had gone. Her eyes were red but she didn't struggle or moan, her pale lips trembled slightly, and then she said incoherently with a cry, "Larry, I'...... Sorry ......"

"Don't call me Larry, shut me up, I didn't let you speak." He spoke coldly, then let go and she fell to the ground again.

It hurt as if she had fallen apart, and the next second his whole body was pressed against her, she bit her lower lip tightly, and tears suddenly fell. The child was gone when she was tortured, she gritted her teeth and insisted, she was alone in Mister, when she lived like a ghost, she suffered a lot of grievances, she could bear it, she knew that her family and father were no longer there, she was very painful, she was sad, but she never mentioned it to others, she knew that he would be very angry, she was ready to bear his anger, his unforgiveness, but at this moment she couldn't help but cry.

Lorenzo frantically tore at her already tattered clothes, but she didn't struggle at all, obedient like a little sheep waiting to be slaughtered.

"Why don't you move, are you dead? Are you dead? He ripped her clothes roughly, but she just lay in the snow and shivered at her, he suddenly yelled.

"No...... No...... I'm sorry......" She opened her mouth incoherently, raised her hand at a loss, and tried to unbutton the golden button of his coat, but he knocked it off, the force was quite heavy, her wrists were swollen, but she didn't feel the pain at all, it was just cold, he didn't even want to let her touch him, he felt that she was dirty, that she was not clean.

He unbuttoned his clothes in two or two times, and the whole person was pressed up, leaving bruises on her smooth upper body, which was not organized at all, purely to vent the desire and anger of the whole body, pressing her body hard in the rough and wet snow and rubbing, after a vent, he held down her shoulders and shook vigorously, "Scream, give me a sound, are you dead?" Are you dead? ”

"Larry...... I'm sorry......" she sobbed slightly, "I'm really sorry...... Ah......h

"I ask you, are you dead?" Then came the more intense pain that tore her whole body in half, as if inch after inch of flesh and bones were aching.