"You...... What the hell do you want to do?"

Zhao Tianxiang saw the panic on her face, and he was inexplicably excited.

The hands holding the candles were shaking.

Then he smiled and said, "What are you doing? Of course, you can do something that can make you happy, little beauty." ”

As he spoke, he suddenly poured the candle in his hand in the direction of the begonia.

The next moment, I saw the hot candle oil dripping down, flowing on the wound from which the whip had been drawn.

Hiss!

The burning pain made Begonia gasp and have cramps all over her body.

How delicate the wound from the whip was, and how it could withstand the boiling candle oil.

Zhao Tianxiang saw her reacting, smiled more and more, and directly reached out to tear the clothes on her body, and burned the candle flame on the skin of the begonia.

"Zizi!" was the sound of the candle flame scorching the flesh and skin.

Begonia couldn't hold back any longer and screamed miserably.

And Zhao Tianxiang listened to her screams, but he was really excited, ripped off the clothes on his body, and pounced directly, "Little beauty, call, call, the more you scream, the more excited and happy I am in this life, hahaha......"

However, before Zhao Tianxiang could climb onto the begonia.

Suddenly, I felt a sharp pain in my lower back, and then the whole person was thrown out like a sack.

"Who...... Who dares to break in...... Ahhh

Before Zhao Tianxiang could question, a fierce attack like a storm had already fallen on him.

The sound of Caracalla was ringing in his ears, the sound of bones in his hands and feet being trampled on.

Zhao Tianxiang's eyes rolled in pain, and he finally couldn't bear it anymore and passed out.

Yan Haotian's eyes were red, and he stared at the unconscious man on the ground, with murderous intent as fierce as a beast in his eyes.

However, before he could kill Zhao Tianxiang, a low sobbing voice came from behind him.

Yan Haotian stiffened, quickly turned around and rushed back to the bed, helping the disheveled Feng Haitang up.

Looking at the scars on Feng Haitang's white body, Yan Haotian could barely breathe.

He shook his hands, took out the antidote to all poisons given by Mu Yan from his arms, and let Haitang take it.

The effect of the medicine quickly restored the begonia's mobility.

But her body was cold, curled up in Yan Haotian's arms, tightly clutching his clothes, and her body kept trembling.

Tears poured uncontrollably into his eyes.

Just now, she really thought that she had fallen into hell, and there was no hope in her life again.

At that moment, she felt despair and humiliation in her heart, which she could not describe in words.

She couldn't even bite her tongue and kill herself.

But at that time, she did not cry, even though she was in hell and hopeless, she did not shed a single tear.

But now, being embraced by Yan Haotian in his arms, smelling the familiar breath of a man.

Begonia couldn't hold back any longer, and tears welled up in her eyes.

"Ah...... Ah......h

Yan Haotian wanted to open his mouth to comfort the girl who was crying like a tearful person in his arms, but he couldn't make a sound.

Looking at the begonias who are afraid, sad, and scarred.

He really wanted to stab himself to death!

If he hadn't listened to Fang Yicheng's villain, he broke with Begonia.

How could Begonia leave sadly, and how could there be these encounters.

Obviously, he wanted to make Begonia happy, so he would leave her ruthlessly, but he didn't expect to let her suffer such a injury.

Smack!

A hot tear fell on the sideburns of Feng Haitang, slowly flowing across her cheeks, blending with her tears.