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Cheng Anya gritted her teeth tightly, almost wanting to crush her silver teeth. Her sideways face was full of fortitude, but her eyes were calm and forbearing. The usually soft facial lines looked very three-dimensional, and her delicate skin felt a little cool in the sea breeze. . [Baidu search www>

More humiliation.

The scorching sun, obviously much higher than the temperature of the human body, made her feel icy cold. Cheng Anya's fingers almost pierced the sand, and the sand in her nails sharply reminded her of the humiliation at the moment.

"What a strong temper." Louis smiled strangely, his slender fingers lingering on Cheng Anya's delicate collarbone, his emerald green eyes had a somewhat dull color, and crazy desires, a melancholy prince His appearance changed instantly, and in a blink of an eye, he was like a wild beast ready to go.

There is no one on the empty beach, blue sky and white clouds, blue sea and white sand, a vast expanse, the existence of human beings here is very small, like a grain of sand between heaven and earth, insignificant. [

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

This will satisfy his mind to a certain extent.

Fingers that didn't belong to her moved around the body, and the target was Louis again. Cheng Anya couldn't help trembling, a dull pain and fear spread in her heart, and the skin of her fingers pierced the ground through the white sand.

Ah Chen... Ah Chen... She stiffened her body, calling Ye Chen helplessly in her heart, over and over again, only in this way, could she hold back Louis' humiliation, and could she suppress the anger and grievance surging up in her heart. To suppress the tears in the eyes.

Cheng Anya has always believed in relying on others and not on herself. No matter what the situation is, only self-help can save herself. However, she is powerless to save herself. Now she is extremely eager for her prince to be able to ride a white horse and hold a sword , cut Louis, rescued her, protected her from the toss, from the shock of humiliation.

But she also deeply understands that this is an extravagant wish, no one will come, and she must endure everything Louis has done to her by herself...

Louis pinched Cheng Anya's chin, and forced Cheng Anya to turn her head. The woman's originally bright eyes were full of strength. It is said that people can see her soul through her eyes, and Cheng Anya's eyes are like this.

When she smiles, it gives people the illusion of being bright, and at the same time makes people think that she has a hidden intelligence. When she is tough, she is not lost to any man, and she has a straightness that no one can bend.

This temperament is very suitable for him.

"Your temperament is similar to Ye San, no wonder I've taken a fancy to you." Louis chuckled, raised the corners of his lips ambiguously, leaned down quickly, put his hands on Cheng Anya's sides, his emerald green eyes A dark "color" was drawn across, "I don't know how you taste? I can't wait to taste it."

He didn't move in a hurry, he just smiled like that, and Cheng Anya's scorching breath rushed into Cheng Anya's nostrils, trying to disturb her calm emotions, and using his physical advantage to trap her tightly between the beach and his chest.

Cheng Anya is not a timid person, but her fear deepened because of his approach. When she was afraid, the hardness in her eyes became more stable, and she didn't show it at all, but her trembling hands betrayed her. calm down.

No matter who Louis is, he can see her disguise at a glance. His slender fingers ran down her delicate butterfly bones, drawing circles on her soft white chest, intentionally torturing her psychologically.

"Are you afraid? Anya, show your courage. You are too weak to withstand my tricks." Louis' tone was warning, sarcasm, and even provocative. Furthermore, even though she has an identity, but for An Ya's sake, it's acceptable to be reluctant."

A kiss, as light as a butterfly's wings fell on her neck, Cheng Anya's whole body was tense, the piece of skin that was in contact with him seemed to have been hit by a piece of ice, and the cold penetrated through the skin to the bottom of her heart, even her heart was almost frozen.

She seemed to have seen an emerald green poisonous snake crawling across her neck, ready to bite her neck at any moment.

Cheng Anya was "forced" by Louis to be humiliated and on the verge of life and death, and she almost collapsed. She tasted the blood on her lips, and Cheng Anya bit her lip because of her extreme patience.

She was not afraid of physical torture, but she was extremely afraid of Louis's psychological and nervous oppression.

For example, a person, who knows she is going to die, and there is a cliff in front of her, she would rather jump off, smash her body to pieces, and be done with it, than be forced to keep wandering on the edge of the cliff.Then tell her that there is a bigger and more painful torture waiting for her below the cliff, and tell her how many things she is attached to in the world.This is a kind of psychological oppression. [

He "forces" you to die knowingly, but he doesn't let you die happily.

If she had a knife now, she would not hesitate to stab Louis in the chest fiercely, let the blood splash all over her face, and would rather bear the crime of a human life.

But she can't do anything now, she can only be under his oppression, fear, no matter how afraid... she will be tortured by death in the end.

Louis, you are cruel!

"Isn't it just violence and violence? Louis, if you have the ability, go ahead, don't waste your time there." Cheng Anya said coldly, the matter has come to an end, her gentle begging for mercy will only make his twisted psychology even more perverted, Since you can't escape, choose to face it.

"It seems that Ms. Cheng is very used to being raped and raped." Louis smiled ambiguously, his eyes flashed across her pretty figure with affection, and jokingly said: "If Young Master Ye knows that his woman is being raped by him the most Someone who hated it, do you think he will shoot you to save his face?"

"Shut up!" Cheng Anya yelled, Louis' words stabbed her in the vitals, and the softest part of Cheng Anya's heart was dripping with blood. It is unimaginable to mention Ye Sanshao tormenting her at this time.

Louis is the person he hates the most!

In today's society, a woman may have had many men before marrying a man, and it is commonplace that she may not leave her most precious first time to her husband.Some people also say that a man who loves a woman deeply will not care whether she is the only man, yes, it is the same now, but how can this be compared with her situation?

Although I can't guess what he did back then, but because of his hobbies and abnormality, his physical and mental torture to Ye Sanshao has always caused Ye Sanshao's psychological shadow for more than ten years. Even his name seems crazy.

If she was bullied by Louis, what would Ah Chen think of her in the future?not give a damn about?Who are you kidding?If it's someone else, maybe they don't care, but this person is Louis. When he hugged her, he would think that she was hugged by Louis...

Not only was he torturing him, but she was also tormenting her. Louis, a pervert, would be with him for the rest of his life!

One day, two days, one year or two years, maybe they can maintain peace, but in five years, ten years, will they finally dare not, hate, torture each other, or even become strangers?

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

For the first time, she met such a vicious person, beyond all her cognition, why people can be so vicious.

"Panicked?" Louis smiled softly, pinching her round and thin shoulders with calloused hands, and squeezed hard, the hand was so strong that it almost crushed Cheng Anya's shoulders.

Cheng Anya screamed, "Ah..."

It hurts... This kind of pain of being crushed by a human being is no less than a steel knife piercing the bone. Cheng Anya's face turned pale, and cold sweat burst out on her forehead. The sweat was salty, staining her wound, and it hurt...

Louis smiled like a devil, turned his wrist, and increased the intensity, Cheng Anya screamed again, biting her lips harder, bursts of blood gushed out and slid down the corners of her lips, her slender body was in severe pain , trembling...

Cheng Anya was dizzy in pain, she could almost hear the sound of bones breaking and falling into Louis's hands, not only would she be tortured psychologically, but also physically, thinking of her perverted "sex", sexual abuse, Cheng Anya panicked exacerbated.

This seems to be a prelude.

What should I do if there is greater suffering to come?Who will help her? Cheng Anya, who has always practiced self-help, prayed to God to save her. If there is a god, she would rather the god of thunder struck Louis to death. [

In 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, a good wish, which can make them have the courage to face the next pain, brave bear.

live.

Cheng Anya was in so much pain that she wanted to cry, shout, and scream to vent her severe pain, but in the end she could only kiss her lips again after screaming, tasting the taste of her own blood.

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

"That's really stubborn!" Luis smiled, pinching her neck with his five fingers together, "What qualifications do you think you have to shut me up now? Have you seen the camera over there?"

Louis pointed to the camera not far away, he smiled, with a bit of pleasure, "I fucked you right here, and then sent the video to Young Master Ye to watch, let him see how his woman is next to me Lower down and "groan", what do you think of this idea?"

With a cold breath blowing past her ears, Cheng Anya turned her head in horror, and she saw the camera installed not far away, and she could see a little red light from a distance, Cheng Anya could not help showing her fear.

Undisguised fear!

"Don't... get away... ah..." She wanted to escape, but Louis pinched her neck fiercely, with five fingers together, with force, Cheng Anya was forced to lift half of her body, and suddenly had difficulty breathing...

Because the throat was pinched, the jaw couldn't help but loosen, and the blood spilled from the corners of the lips. Slowly, the chin was stained red, and remained at the neck, winding a strange red flower on her upper body.

The air under her nose became thinner, and she ran away without a trace. She didn't want to die, didn't want to die...Because of difficulty breathing, there was a painful blank in one side of her mind, and Cheng Anya tried to peel off Louis' fingers, but in vain.

Her shoulders were in severe pain, her arms were weak, and her whole body was sore and limp. She had no ability to fight back.

The pale face gradually became dead silent, the consciousness gradually drifted away, and the blue sky and white clouds gradually turned into a mass of black... Will Louis really strangle her to death?No, he would only torture her and not let her die so easily.

Cheng Anya knew this, but for a moment, she wished that he would be stronger and crush her throat like this, so that she would not have to suffer anymore, and would not be unable to face Third Young Master Ye 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, so she is willing to go to the cold Huangquan alone.

Just when she was about to die, Louis threw her away fiercely, and Cheng Anya fell on the beach. The blood-stained body was in stark contrast to the white sand. When the air returned, Cheng Anya couldn't help but desperately cough……

Because she was lying on the ground, breathing heavily, the fine sand choked into her nose, her throat, her nose was sore, her throat was rubbed by the sand, and her eyes were stinging, and her tears rolled down...

This was a natural reaction, but Cheng Anya couldn't stop her flow, she couldn't control it at all, all those suppressed emotions broke out, and she cried...

I can't tell if it's caused by the sand, or if she just wanted to cry...

Cough, continue... But there was a hoarse crying sound.

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

Suddenly feeling a huge pulling force, Louis grabbed his wrist and pulled her hard, forcefully pulling her up from the sand, twisting his backhand, another burst of severe pain, Cheng Anya subconsciously bit her lip.

Louis seemed very happy to see Cheng Anya in such a mess. There were blood, tears, sand, and wounds on her face, and he felt inexplicably excited. His fingertips brushed the tears on her eyelashes, and Louis smiled happily. It's that perverted, "Crying? Very good, I'm thinking about when you're going to cry, cry, cry out loud, maybe I'll let you go."

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

Pressing down on Cheng Anya suddenly, Cheng Anya was startled, feeling her lower body was being pressed against by his scorching heat. With that sense of shame, she tried to kick him away, but he was the first to push her down.

She is no longer an ignorant girl, she often cuddles with Ye Sanshao, and Ye Sanshao's flirt often plays hooligans with little Ye San, she is so familiar with it, "Let go..."

She planned to accept his insults, but the camera was on them...

If Third Young Master Ye saw it, he would go crazy, he would go crazy...can't...

Louis leaned over and wanted to kiss her roughly, but Cheng Anya tried her best to avoid him, and refused to let him touch her lips. She became more and more angry in her heart. She hated Louis' breath so much that she couldn't let him succeed.

Louis was furious, and contrary to the rhythm of the slow torture just now, he stretched out his hand and slapped Cheng Anya on the face. He slapped Cheng Anya twice fiercely, making Cheng Anya dizzy for a while, before she had time to react. Seeing Louis leaning down, Cheng Anya raised a handful of sand and threw it at Louis. Louis was caught off guard and let go with a muffled grunt.

Had to stop the plundering, Cheng Anya pulled up her dress, stood up and wanted to escape, but her feet were weak, half of her cheeks were red and swollen, she felt severe pain when she pulled it, and her shoulders also hurt. Regardless of any embarrassment, she will escape even if she crawls...

Even though he knew he couldn't escape, that nasty camera...

It's really humiliating, at least Ah Chen won't see it, she doesn't want Louis to hurt the person she loves the most in this way.

Louis wiped the sand off his face and smiled coldly. She thought she could escape like this, which was ridiculous. How could he let go of the person Louis wanted?

Step by step, he approached Cheng Anya who was crawling away, grabbed her by the hair, and roughly punched her twice in the abdomen. The man's strength was so strong that Cheng Anya was beaten until she vomited blood.

A few screams, like a dying fish, no longer able to resist, Louis ripped off her dress roughly, Cheng Anya bit her lip, and stared at him with wide eyes, the tears couldn't flow...

The discomfort of sand grinding is over.

In the most desperate situation, people can't even shed a single tear.

Ah Chen, I'm sorry, I've tried my best...

Really tried my best.

Can't escape!

Louis crazily kissed her face, her neck, and abused her skin recklessly. Cheng Anya's whole body was numb, because of pain and despair, her eyes were wide open, empty...

There is no expression at all, the whole person seems to be stupid.

"Cry, cry again..." Louis's eyes were dark and deep, with a hoarseness of passion, his body was covering Cheng Anya, roaring like mad, Cheng Anya kept her eyes open. big eyes……

like a puppet...

"Cry, cry for me..." Louis yelled, Cheng Anya's eyes turned, and suddenly she felt that something was wrong, and Louis' burning desire softened, and there was no threat.

Cheng Anya instantly understood something.

Some men have been injured, or have shadows in their affairs, or have perverted hobbies, and cannot elevate normally. Louis obviously... belongs to the third category.

Her eyes are wide open, not crying...

Don't shed tears, as long as you don't shed tears, he can't do anything to her. No wonder he tortured her so slowly just now, and then he became so crazy afterwards. It turns out that he can't...

Cheng Anya wanted to laugh...

But in the next moment, overwhelming fists fell on her body, chest, shoulders, lower abdomen... Each punch was so heavy that Louis even raised his hand and slapped her repeatedly...

"Cry for me!" Louis whispered coldly, his handsome face suddenly turned into a devil.

you are dreaming!

Cheng Anya sneered in her heart, wanting her to cry again, just dream, she was numb from the pain, Louis kept beating her, she kept vomiting blood, that kind of severe pain is definitely not something ordinary people can bear.

But Cheng Anya kept her eyes open, and endured the heavy punch that the woman couldn't bear. He had better be able to beat her to death.

Strong bones, not just men.

Louis beat Cheng Anya crazily until she lost consciousness, and did not see Cheng Anya tear again.

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