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Cheng Anya gritted her teeth tightly, and was about to crush her silver teeth. Her side of the face was full of fortitude, but her eyes were calm and forbearing. The soft lines of her face seemed very three-dimensional, and her delicate skin felt a little cool in the breeze .

More humiliation.

The scorching sun was obviously much higher than the temperature of the human body, but it made her feel a bit cold. Cheng Anya's fingers almost penetrated the sand, and the nails were all sand, sharply reminding her of the humiliation at the moment.

"What a strong temperament." Louis smiled strangely, slender fingers lingering on Cheng Anya's delicate collarbone, the emerald green eyes had a dull color, and crazy desires, and the appearance of the melancholy prince changed instantly. In a blink of an eye, it's like a ruthless beast ready to go.

There is no one above the empty beach, blue sky and white clouds, blue sea and white sand, a wide area, the presence of people here is very small, like a grain of sand between the world, and it is insignificant.

Louis is not a person who will deliberately make people happy. Like Ye Sanshao, he likes and enjoys the ultimate torture process of dragging people to hell.

This will give him a certain degree of satisfaction.

Fingers that didn't belong to him walked on the body, and the object was Louis again. Cheng Anya couldn't help trembling. There was a dull pain and fear in his heart. His finger skin penetrated the ground through the white sand.

Achen... Achen... She stiffened and shouted Ye Chen helplessly over and over again. Only in this way can she hold back the humiliation of Louis and she can suppress the anger and grievances rising from the bottom of her heart, she In order to suppress the tears in the eyes.

Cheng Anya has always believed in relying on people and not on herself. No matter under what circumstances, only self-help can save herself, but she can’t help herself. She is now extremely eager for her prince to ride a white horse and hold a sword , Cleave Louis to rescue her, protect her from bumps and humiliation.

But she also deeply understands that this is a kind of extravagance. No one will come. She must hold back all that Louis did to her...

Louis pinched Cheng Anya's chin, and forced Cheng Anya to turn her head. The woman's bright eyes were sturdy. They said that seeing people can see her soul through the eyes, Cheng Anya's eyes are like this.

When she smiles, she gives a bright illusion, and at the same time makes her feel that she has a hidden cleverness. When she is hard, she does not lose to any man, and she has a straight line that no one can bend.

This temperament fits his appetite.

"Your temperament is similar to Ye San, no wonder I will look at you." Louis chuckled, vaguely raised the corner of his lips, pressed down with his body, his hands propped on both sides of Cheng Anya, the emerald green eyes crossed a trace Dark, "I don't know how you feel? I can't wait to try it."

He didn't hurry, just smiled, and the hot breath slammed into Cheng Anya's nose. He just disturbed her calm emotions, and used his physical superiority to trap her between the beach and his chest.

Cheng Anya was not a timid person, but her fear deepened because of his approach. When she was afraid, the hardness of her eyes would be more stable, and she didn't show it at all, but she couldn't help but tremble her hands and sold her composure.

Louis is a human being, and she can see her disguise at a glance. His slender fingers run down her delicate butterfly bones, drawing circles on her soft white chest, deliberately torturing her psychologically.

"Afraid? Anya, come up with your courage. It's too weak to withstand my means." Louis's tone was warning and scoffing, and even more provocative, "The woman who Ye Sanshao has been, I Again, although there is a loss of identity, but for Anya’s sake, it is barely acceptable.”

A kiss, as light as a butterfly's wings, fell between her necks, Cheng Anya's body was tight, and the piece of skin in contact with him seemed to be hit with a piece of ice, and through the skin to the bottom of the heart, even the heart was almost frozen.

She seemed to see an emerald green viper that crawled over her neck and was about to bite her neck at any time.

Cheng Anya was forced by Louis to be on the verge of humiliation and life and death, and almost collapsed. She tasted the **** taste in her lips. Because of her patience, Cheng Anya bit her lip.

She is not afraid of physical torture, but she is terrified. Louis oppresses people psychologically and nervously.

For example, a person who knew she was going to die. The cliff was in front of her. She would rather leap forward and crush her bones. After a hundred, she should not be forced to hover by the cliff. Then she told her that there were bigger and more painful tortures under the cliff waiting for her, and then told her how much more in the world she was attached to. This is a kind of psychological oppression.

He forced you to know to die, but he didn't let you die happily.

If she had a knife now, she would not hesitate to stab Louise's chest fiercely, letting blood spill over her face, and would rather bear the sin of a life.

But she can't do anything now, only under his oppression, fear, fear again... and finally tortured by death.

Louis, you are ruthless enough!

"Isn't it just strong and brutal? Louis, you have the ability, you go, don't grind." Cheng Anya said coldly, the matter has come to this, her tender words for mercy will only make his twisted psychology more perverted, Since you can't escape, choose to face it.

"It seems that Miss Cheng is accustomed to being raped and violent." Louis smiled ambiguously and crossed her beautiful figure with **** and **** eyes, joking: "If Ye Sanshao knows that his woman is hated most by him People have been there, do you think he will kill you with one shot, and save him a face?"

"Shut up!" Cheng Anya shouted loudly, and Louis stabbed her key point. Cheng Anya's heart was the bloodiest in his heart. At this time, it was unimaginable to mention Ye Sanshao to torture her.

Louis, is the person he hates the most!

It is now commonplace for a woman and a man to have many men before they get married in the society. They may not leave their most precious first time to their husbands. It is also said that a man who loves a woman deeply does not care whether she is the only one. Yes, it is the same now, but how can this be compared with her situation?

Although he couldn't guess what he did that year, but due to his hobbies and perversions, his physical and mental torture on Ye Sanshao has always caused Ye Sanshao's psychological shadow for more than ten years, even after seventeen years. It's crazy to hear his name.

If she was insulted by Louis, how would Achen think of her in the future? not give a **** about? Who are you cheating? If it is someone else, maybe it doesn’t matter, but this person is Louis. When he hugs her, he will think that she has been hugged by Louis...

Not only torturing him, but also torturing her, this pervert of Louis will be with you forever in your life!

One day, two days, one year and two years, maybe they can maintain peace, but five or ten years, will they finally dare, hate, torture each other, or even become strangers?

This is a question that Cheng Anya didn't even dare to think about, but it was dug out by Louis.

For the first time, she met such a vicious person, more than all her knowledge, why people can be so malicious.

"Panic?" Louis smiled softly, and the thin-cocooned hands pinched her round and thin shoulders, squeezed hard, and the hand was so strong that it almost shattered Cheng Anya's shoulders.

Cheng Anya screamed, "Ah..."

It hurts... This kind of pain that was crushed by life was as much as that of a steel knife. Cheng Anya paled, and cold sweat on her forehead, salt in sweat, contaminated her wounds, tingling...

Louis smiled like a demon, his wrist turned, and heavier, Cheng Anya screamed again, his lip bite heavier, a burst of blood poured out, sliding down the corner of her lip, and her thin body in severe pain , Shaking...

Cheng Anya was dizzy with pain. She almost heard the sound of broken bones. She fell on Lewis's hands. Not only did she suffer psychologically, but her body also suffered. Thinking of her perverted **** and abuse, Cheng Anya's panic increased.

This seems to be a prelude.

The greater suffering is behind, what should I do? Who will help her, Cheng Anya, who has always implemented self-help, prays that God can save her. If there is a god, she would rather Thor thunder and kill Louis.

Under extreme pain and despair, people have no way to save themselves. They can only believe in gods that they have never believed in. At least, this is a kind of spiritual sustenance and a good wish, which allows them to have the courage to face the pain and courage they have received. bear.

Live on.

Cheng Anya was so uncomfortable that she wanted to cry, shout, and yell to relieve her severe pain, but eventually she could only devastate her lips and taste her own blood after screaming.

I don't cry... I can't cry...

"It's stubborn enough!" Louis smiled and folded his fingers together, clasping her neck. "Do you think you still have the right to shut me up? Did you see the camera there?"

Louis pointed at the camera not far away, he smiled, with a little bit of pleasure, "I'm here with you, and then sent the film to Ye Sanshao to watch, let him see how his woman is in me "Shen Yin, what do you think of this idea?"

A cold breath flicked to his ears, Cheng Anya turned her head in horror. Sure enough, when she saw the camera installed not far away, she could see a little red light in the distance.

Unabashed fear!

"Don't... Get away... Ah..." She wanted to avoid, but Louis was squeezing her neck fiercely, her fingers were gathered together, and forcefully, Cheng Anya was forced to lift her body and suddenly had difficulty breathing...

Because the throat was pinched, the teeth couldn't help but loosen, the blood overflowed the corners of the lips, and slowly, dyed the chin, and remained on the neck, winding a magical red flower on her upper body.

The air beneath her nose was thin and she ran without a trace. She didn't want to die. She didn't want to die... Because of difficulty in breathing, the painful blank side of her mind, Cheng Anya wanted to pull off Louis's finger, but in vain.

Her shoulders were sore, her arms were weak and her body was sore, so she had no ability to fight back.

The pale face gradually became silent, the consciousness gradually moved away, and the blue sky and white clouds gradually turned into a black... Will Louis really strangle her? No, he will only torture her, not make her die so easily.

Cheng Anyaming knew this, but for a moment he hoped that he would work harder, so that she would crush her throat so that she would not have to be tortured again or face Ye Sanshao after being humiliated.

But this thought flashed in her mind for a second, she really didn't want to die...

She has a lover and a son, where can one go to the cold Huang Quan.

At the moment when she was about to lose her breath, Louis threw her away fiercely. Cheng Anya fell on the beach. The blood-stained body was in sharp contrast with the white sand. The air came back. Cheng Anya couldn't help but desperately. cough……

Because lying on the ground, breathing with big mouths, the fine sand choked into the nose, the throat, the nose was sore, the throat was rubbed by the sand, the pain was endless, her eyes stung, tears rolled down...

This is a natural reaction, but Cheng Anya is constantly on the move, and she can't control it at all. All the suppressed emotions broke out, and she cried...

Can't tell whether it was caused by sand, or if she wanted to cry...

Cough, continue... but there was a hoarse cry.

I feel so uncomfortable... that mood can't be expressed in words at all, only a simple...uncomfortable.

Feeling a tremendous pulling force, Louis grabbed his wrist and yanked her off the sand. He twisted it with his backhand, another pain, and Cheng Anya bit his lip subconsciously.

Louis seemed to be very happy to see Cheng Anya's embarrassed look, with blood, tears, sand and wounds on his face, embarrassed. He felt inexplicably excited, and his fingertips swept the tears on her eyelashes, and Louis smiled like that. The abnormal, "Cry? Well, I wondered when you would cry, cry, cry out loud, maybe I will let you go."

Cheng Anya felt humiliated and bit her teeth to hold back the feeling of wanting to cry, but because of sobbing, the sand choked her nose and cried even more. Louis seemed more excited.

Cheng Anya was shocked, and felt that her lower body was resisted by his scorching death. The sense of shame was used. She tried to kick him away with his feet, but he was first pressed down.

She is not an ignorant girl anymore. She often hugs Ye Sanshao. Ye Sanshao's color embryo often plays gangsters with Xiao Yesan. She can't be more familiar with it, "You let go..."

She intended to accept his abuse, but the camera was facing them...

Ye Sanshao would go crazy if he saw it, he would go crazy...can't...

Lewis leaned over and wanted to kiss her violently, but Cheng Anya escaped to death. He didn't let him touch her lips. The more angry in her heart, she hated Louis's breath so much that she couldn't succeed.

Louis was furious. In response to the rhythm of the slow torture, he slapped his hand on the face of Cheng Anya. He slapped slaps violently. Cheng Anya hit Venus in the head, and she felt dizzy before she could react. Seeing that Louis leaned over, Cheng Anya raised a handful of sand and threw it at Louis. Louis was unable to be caught by her for a moment, and let go snorting.

Having to stop looting, Cheng Anya pulled up her dress, stood up and tried to escape, but her feet didn't have a little effort, and her cheeks were red and swollen. She was sore and her shoulders hurt, and she fell again after standing halfway. She couldn't care about any embarrassment, she had to run even if she was crawling...

Although he knows how to escape, the abominable camera...

It was really humiliating. At least Achen didn’t see that she didn’t want Louis to hurt her favorite person in this way.

Louis wiped off the sand on his face and smiled coldly. She thought she could run away like this. It's ridiculous. How could he let the person who Louis wanted to get his hand go?

Step by step, he approached Cheng Anya, who was running away, grabbed her hair, and punched two punches in her abdomen. The man was very powerful, and Cheng Anya was beaten up with blood.

A few screams, such as the dying fish, there was no more resistance, Louis rudely pulled her dress away, Cheng Anya bit her lip, staring at him staring at him, tears, could not flow out...

The discomfort of the sand has passed.

Under the most desperation, even a tear can't flow out.

Achen, sorry, I have tried my best...

I really tried my best.

Can't escape!

Louis kissed her face madly, her neck, and abused her skin indiscriminately. Cheng Anya was numb, because of pain and despair, her eyes were wide and empty...

There is no expression, the whole person seems silly.

"You cry, cry again..." Louis eyes were dark and deep, with a hoarse feeling of love, his body covered Cheng Anya, roaring like a fury, Cheng Anya always opened his big eyes ...

Like a puppet doll...

"Cry, you cry for me..." Louis yelled, Cheng Anya's eyes flicked around, she felt wrong, and Louis's original scorching yu hope softened and was not threatening.

Cheng Anya instantly understood what.

Some men have been injured, or have shadows in their affairs, or they may have perverted hobbies, and they can't boo properly. Louis is obviously... belonging to the third kind.

Her eyes were wide open and she didn't cry...

Don’t shed tears, as long as you don’t shed tears, he can’t do anything to her, no wonder he just tortured her so slowly, but later it was so crazy, it turned out not to work...

Cheng Anya wants to laugh...

But in the next moment, the overwhelming fist fell on her, chest, shoulders, lower abdomen... one punch and one punch was very heavy, and Louis even raised his hand and slapped her constantly...

"You cry for me!" Louis whispered coldly, and his beautiful face suddenly became a devil.

You dream!

Cheng Anya sneered in her heart and wanted to make her cry again, dreaming about it, she was numb because of pain, Louis kept beating her, she kept vomiting blood, the kind of severe pain that no ordinary person could bear.

However, Cheng Anya opened his eyes violently, and endured the heavy punch that the woman could not bear, he had the ability to kill her.

Iron bones are not just men.

Luiz Zuoruo fought Cheng Anya until she lost her consciousness, and she didn't see Cheng Anya's tears again.

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