Demonic Cool Husband: Loving His Naughty Little Wife

In the dark and damp basement, a huddled young man was tied behind his back by a rope and fell to the ground, his lips were pursed and his eyes closed, with no expression on his face.

At this moment, the sound of the door opening sounded next to his ears. He opened his eyes slightly, and saw a tall figure walking in. The basement, which was originally not too small, became a little narrow because of his entry. He just opened it for a while. Eyes, immediately closed again.

"Hey, your grandpa Zhao is here, don't pretend to be dead, get up for me." The tall and handsome man just came in and kicked him, obviously very dissatisfied with his attitude.

The boy was kicked by him, but he didn't even say a word, his temper was very stubborn.

"Why, really pretending to be dead, let me tell you, you are not obedient, your Grandpa Zhao and I have plenty of ways to make you behave." Zhao Yi knelt down beside him, grabbed his hair with one hand, He forced his head up.

The boy didn't seem to feel any pain, and he still didn't open his eyes.

"Tell me, who is the person who ordered you behind the scenes?" Resisting the urge to punch him, Zhao Yi asked again in a deep voice.

But the boy seemed to be deaf, and he didn't move or make a sound.

"Don't say yes, let's see how hard your mouth is." Zhao Yi slowly let go of his palm, smiled instead of anger, stood up, and clapped his palms twice.

As soon as he clapped his hands, there was a sound of footsteps outside the door, followed by several strong men who filed in and stood aside waiting for instructions.

"Boy, I'll give you one last chance. If you choose to continue pretending to be dead, they will treat you well." Zhao Yi had a wretched and perverted smile on his face, but his gorgeous voice was like a demon's death talisman.

This time he finally opened his eyes, and his dark, jewel-like pupils stared straight at him with resentful light.

"How about it, do you want to cooperate with me or want them to fuck you?" His hateful gaze didn't matter to him at all.

The boy still didn't say a word, just gritted his teeth and stared at him with hatred.

"Very good. I like people with backbone the most. Let's see how long you can last." Zhao Yi said, turning his head to face the few tough men who just came in, with an amiable smile on his face, but his voice suddenly Become ruthless and cruel, "Give him my turn, he must be more forceful and cruel, whoever dares to show mercy will wait to join the eunuch."

"Yes, Mr. Zhao." Those tough men responded hastily.

"Very good, give it to me together." Zhao Yi snapped his fingers, and those tough men immediately stepped forward and grabbed the slender and fragile body, while he sat down on a chair leisurely. Looking at the interesting things that are about to happen in front of you with interest.

At first, the boy just gritted his teeth and let them hold down his limbs and tear his clothes. The rope that tied him tightly was also broken during their pulling. When the rope broke, the boy He suddenly started to resist. Those men originally thought that he was going to accept their ravages and ravages obediently, but they didn't expect him to resist, and he accidentally broke free.

"Don't come here." A cold light flashed by, and I saw a dagger in the boy's hand at some point, and the sharp blade was lying on his neck, and his cold black eyes were full of death. Stubborn eyes.

"Tsk tsk, do you think I care about your life or death? Are you overestimating yourself?" Looking at his actions, Zhao Yi just raised his eyebrows and smiled like a flower.

"Do you think I'll care less about you?" The boy said with a sneer.