The former assistant said there was someone who could help her.

Mu Chengnian didn't know what the other party was about, but he could take her away openly.

In this way, she was sent to the Lotus Pavilion, which is a vegetarian restaurant, although it was the year of Mu Tang, this place has only been heard of and never entered.

There is always power beyond the reach of this world, no matter what level it is.

The Lotus Sang Hall is a Chinese courtyard style with a Buddhist hall dedicated to a Buddha Shakyamuni and a statue of a monk standing on each side.

Today, the hall carried out rituals, surrounded by fireworks and fireworks, surrounded by the regular sound of wooden fish percussion and the sound of monks and monks.

The monk handed the lit incense to the man standing in front of the Buddha, who took it with both hands and worshipped with devotion.

In a solemn environment, the man is dressed in a simple formal suit, standing upright, and the side lines of the face are smooth and picturesque.

Mu Chengnian stood behind the man, in a trance for a while.

Liang Shuang turned around in front of the Buddha.

Just when the two faced each other, Mu Chengnian finally remembered something, and involuntarily took a step back.

Liang Shuang's voice was gentle, like a big brother he hadn't seen for a long time, "What? Don't remember? Come here, let me take a good look at you. He even reached out to her.

Mu Chengnian felt that her heartbeat was getting heavier and heavier, and the picture in front of her hit her head, whether it was Liang Tong or the Buddha statue behind him, they were all spinning and shaking.

Liang Shuang's originally gentle expression gradually became distorted, and the emotions in his eyes were mixed, as if he was crazy and resentful.

She couldn't say a word, but her body's instinct told her to run.

Thinking like this, Mu Chengnian's legs took her and turned around and left.

She ran as hard as she could, and as night fell, the courtyard was lit up with street lamps, which looked like they were opening the way for her.

It was eerily quiet, and the person who had brought her was nowhere to be seen, and she finally saw the gate with the help of memory.

She sprinted past the last stretch, but the heavy wooden door slowly closed before her eyes.

"Open the door! Let me out! She slammed the door hard, and only the dim and starless night answered her in the empty courtyard.

"Miss Mu, the meal has been prepared, and Mr. Liang is waiting for you in the compartment." A male voice appeared behind him unconsciously.

Mu Chengnian turned around, and the man in the suit and leather shoes in front of him was Wan Jiang, which was completely different from the bastard in the town back then.

She didn't know at that time that Liang Shuang and Liang Zhan were actually two brothers.

During the time when Liang Zhan disappeared, his temperament changed greatly, one early in the morning, he drove into the railing, his head was hit, and he woke up and became a fool, but he didn't forget to shout Mu Chengnian's name every day.

……

In the silence of the night, a short cry like a cat's meow poured out inadvertently.

Soon, the voice became very muffled, lingering and sticky, as if undergoing some kind of torture, uncomfortable mixed with pleasure.

It's hard not to think about the sound.

The air in the room became very viscous.

Mu Chengnian's hands were firmly cuffed to the head of the bed, and she felt a burning heat, gradually encroaching on her body.

The floor lamp had long been turned off, and the white moonlight outside the window shone on her body, revealing a strange ruddyness.

Her head was dizzy, the figures in front of her were overlapping, and her body was itchy, but she couldn't scratch her because her hands were imprisoned.

She was so uncomfortable that she couldn't help crying.

Whimpering, very aggrieved.

When the feeling became more and more intense, she couldn't help but twist, and her snow-white slender legs were overlapped, rubbing against each other for comfort, but unfortunately this little soothing was forced to stop in the next moment.

A strong force grabbed her ankle mercilessly, pulling it aside to hold it in place.

Mu Chengnian didn't have that trace of comfort, all the heat sources were concentrated in one place again, she wanted to curl up uncomfortably, but that ruthless hand easily stopped her movements.

In the chaos, the overlapping and swaying figures gradually came together, and Liang Cheng sat on the edge of the bed with an expressionless face, his clothes intact, pressing her ankles with one hand, ignoring her appearance of struggling in pain.

Mu Chengnian raised her head and rubbed uncomfortably, as if there were thousands of ants biting her, with the divergence of the medicinal effect, it could not be resolved, thousands of ants turned into thousands of needles, and the soreness became stinging.

She groaned in pain for a while, and hummed comfortably in the pleasure she accidentally received.

But because she has never been released, her body has been occupied by pain.

She began to beg for mercy again: "Please, let me go......"

The other leg, which was temporarily free, instinctively wanted to be brought together, but was pushed away coldly.

She felt like she was going to die.

My body felt breathless from the burn, and I tried to get up and struggle, but I couldn't afford to collapse, so I had to twist harder to get some relief.

Her body was desperate to touch, any kind.

This kind of hanging torture is more painful than killing her with a knife.

She sobbed, not knowing what to do to make the man in front of her let her go, she could only keep repeating the sentence: "Don't dare, don't dare anymore......"

After some time, her mind began to slip.

Her breathing became more and more rapid, and suddenly, her body was lifted up in the air, and the moment her skin touched, she subconsciously hummed, and her tone turned a few corners.

Her face spontaneously sought out the source of her comfort, clinging to the neck of the visitor, actively following the familiar aura.

Not satisfied, she raised her hand to hug the other party, but as soon as she hooked her neck, the whole person was ruthlessly thrown down.

With a thud, cold water poured in from all directions, enveloping her tightly, the fire on her body was gradually extinguished, and her skin was no longer in burning pain.

However, it was still uncomfortable.

And the ruthlessness of men hurt her very much, both physically and mentally.

Liang Shuang threw the person into the bathtub, and after admiring her embarrassment, he slowly leaned down.

He grabbed her face and said indifferently, "Is it fun?" Do you want to do it again? ”

Hearing this, Mu Chengnian sat up in fright, her eyes finally cleared up, her eyes and lips were slightly swollen and red from crying, and her face was grasped by him, so she had to try to shake her head at him.

It felt like life was worse than death, and she really didn't want to try again.

Liang Yan raised his hand, caressed her eyebrows and eyes with pity, and whispered to her in a warm tone: "Do you want to kill me?" ”

Mu Chengnian shook his head even harder.

"That's your trick again, isn't it? Why provoked Liang Zhan, why tortured him like this, why? He was like a lost child, his brow furrowed and puzzled.

"No, I really don't." Mu Chengnian cried in despair, "I really didn't know he was your brother." She took the initiative to hold his hand and pressed it against her face.

Liang Shuang reacted quite loudly and shook it off, staring coldly at the person in the water.

Mu Chengnian didn't know which sentence didn't go his way.

The two defended each other in silence.

Just then, there was a knock on the door.