The cold young master's exquisite wife

Jilianbieno opened the door and saw a black shadow on the ground, trembling and wriggling backwards.At this moment, where is his little Wei Yu?Are you as scared as this girl?

Damn it, the Yan family!Jilianbieno felt that his heart was about to burst.

He picked up the black shadow on the ground with one hand and walked towards the door. The black shadow slammed into the door frame and let out a crisp moan.This sound stimulated his imagination even more, perhaps his little Weiyu was also suffering from such pain.

anger!anger!Anger was burning in his chest.In his hand was Yan Wei'er whose bones were about to break, as if lifting a dead object, she walked towards her room.

Yan Wei'er was dizzy, the strength of the man's hand was about to crush her bones, she was like a lifeless object in his hand, unable to move.She bit her lip to keep herself from making a sound, and she behaved like an object, almost dying of fear.

Ji Lianbienuo pushed open the door and threw Yan Wei'er on the ground with a look of disgust.

Inside the house, candles were lit, and the shadow of the flame danced on Yan Weier's face.Her hair was disheveled, dust was blowing on her face, and blood was oozing from her nose. Under the candlelight, she looked as miserable as a female ghost.

Seeing this scene, Jilianbie Nuo's heart felt like a knife.It seems to have seen his little rain, and it looks the same.

Yan family!Yan family!He growled and grabbed Yan Weier's neckline, and the latter fell backwards powerlessly, without making a sound.

Yan Wei'er wanted to ask why she treated her like this, but she was treated cruelly before she could ask.Her strong rebellious heart stopped her from even asking, and she just wanted to die, since she would die wherever she went.

Although Ji Lianbienuo was dubbed "the young master of cold feelings", in fact he was not vicious in his heart.He just lived in a high position since he was a child, and his face was cold and unapproachable.It's really not his style to treat a little girl like this at this moment.

It was as if there were two demons living in his body, one was torturing and the other was heartache.The more he saw Yan Weier's misery, the more his heart ached like seeing Xiao Yu.The more his heart hurts, the more he thinks of the misery caused by the Yan family, and the more he can't restrain himself from torturing Yan Wei'er.

It was an anger that was almost on the verge of collapse.

Where is his little rain?What happened?Will he be sent to the brothel early?

brothel?brothel!That's where the Firework Girls hang out.How could his little rain be there?

Those charming bones, those soft eyes, those whining voices, those filthy smells, those fat men, those dirty old men... Ji Lianbienuo's eyes suddenly turned red, and his eyes showed hatred, and that hatred penetrated into the marrow of his bones.

It is despair, hopelessness of powerlessness.

With a mouthful of fishy sweetness, Ji Lianbienuo clutched his chest.He thought of all kinds of unsightly scenes, blood oozing from the corner of his mouth, under the candlelight, it was just as weird and desolate.He staggered towards Yan Wei'er, growled hoarsely: "Give me back the rain!"

The sound seemed to come from the throat of a wild beast, and Yan Wei'er was so frightened that she held her breath, for fear that if she breathed heavily, she would be murdered.Give me back the rain, what do you mean?Who is Wei Yu?Is it the girl Yan Wuchen once captured?No wonder he hated the Yan family.

It has long been said that the Yan family will suffer retribution, but she has never participated in such a wicked thing, why did the hatred find her?

God knows, she also hated the Yan family so much, she wished she could kill Yan Wuchen and save her mother.

Seeing the dead object, Ji Lianbienuo was motionless, and stretched out his hand to touch it, but unexpectedly the head suddenly lifted up, which startled him.

His eyes were bloodshot, and he hated this dead thing, hated this head.Every corner of his mind has been filled with the misery of the brothel. The little man he holds in his palm, the noble lady of his Jilian family, may be being bullied by men to the point of wanting to die.

He was so crazy that he was about to suffocate, and with a slight wave of his hand, the object was thrown on the bed.

Yan Wei'er sat up suddenly, shrinking into a corner of the bed in horror.She is very used to being carried around, and even if it hurts, she can bear it.The mentality of waiting for death and begging for death made her not make a sound, let alone begging for mercy.

But at this moment, even though she was inexperienced, she knew with horror that something terrible would happen next.She suddenly understood what brothel meant and why it was the most tragic fate for a woman.

"You killed me!" This was the first sentence Yan Weier said to the cold-blooded man.To her, death is nothing, she only wants to be happy and clean.

"Hahahahaha... want to die! Death is already your best destination, but I will not let you die, I will let you live, and live like this every day..." Ji Lianbienuo laughed wildly with endless despair, bullying Come closer and look down at the terrified Yan Wei'er.

When he said these words, there was a tearing pain, as if this was what another man said to Wei Yu.The fearful eyes in front of him are Xiao Yu's eyes.

Tears suddenly flowed from his blood-red eyes, and in the beating flames, it seemed that the tears had all turned into bright red blood.

For a moment, Yan Wei'er was infected by the cold-blooded man's tears, and wanted to ask him, when was his Wei Yu caught by the Yan family?If it was a few days ago, he might have run away, and even if he was caught, he would still be locked up in the cabin, so he had to rush to rescue him.

Before she could open her mouth, the cold-blooded man yelled wildly, and struck with a big hand, tearing off her clothes, revealing the snow-white collarbone, and the girl's crystal clear skin was exposed.

"No!" Yan Wei'er panicked, covering her body with her hands, and tried to pull her clothes to cover her skin: "Please, please..." Tears streamed down her face, she was never scared before, and there was no beating Let her beg for mercy, but she is afraid that a strange man will destroy her innocence.

She suddenly missed her mother so much, she just wanted to snuggle into her arms, and then die quietly, no longer being tortured by this cold-blooded man.But even this trivial request of hers could not be fulfilled.

The cold-blooded man was furious, pulled her closer, and heard her cry as if she was dead. It was a strange and inexplicable sound, as if it came from the eighteenth floor of hell, sobbing so disturbingly.

Ever since Yan Wuchen took charge, Yan Wei'er has been severely beaten. She is in a bad mood, and she just slaps her with her hand, often for no reason.Yan Wuchen didn't beat her maid as much as she beat her younger sister.

But no matter how much Yan Weier thought about it, she would never have imagined that she was tortured to the point of death by a strange man.Frightened, a mouthful of anger welled up, and with the determination to burn everything, he suddenly bit the cold-blooded man's shoulder.To provoke him, I only hope that he will beat himself to death with a wave of his hand, and it will be over once and for all.

Vigorously, with all his strength, he bit his shoulder, but it was like biting on a hard rock.

The man didn't move, let her bite, didn't even frown, didn't hit her, didn't push her, just let her bite.

Ji Lianbie Nuo unexpectedly raised a glimmer of hope for Yan Wei'er's resistance.What followed was boundless remorse for not teaching Wei Yu martial arts, even self-defense skills.

Wei Yu was only interested in those poems and songs, so he obeyed her without forcing her.He was too arrogant, thinking that no one from Ji Lian's family would dare to touch him.He thought that as long as his big brother was around, no one would dare to take Xiao Yu's idea.

He was wrong!He was so wrong!

While thinking, the young lady of the Yan family had shrunk into a corner of the tent, looking at him in horror.

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