love late bloomer

Chapter 152

And Fang Jiajie hooked his lips and smiled: "Are you back?"

"En." Shen Xinrong responded lightly, and sat across from him, not daring to breathe.

Fang Jia just looked at her, smiled cunningly, did not speak, and leisurely brought the red wine glass to her lips, took a sip, and praised: "Good wine."

Then he raised his head and drank it down, and put the goblet on the crystal table.

"Yue Ran is not dead?" He raised his eyebrows, his eyes darkened, and the anger was suppressed by him.

"No." She lowered her head and poured half a glass of red wine for him.

Fang Jiajie picked up the wine glass and splashed red wine on her face. The dark red liquid dripped down her wet hair, bridge of the nose and chin, and the wine stains on Baixue's silk nightgown were shocking.

He got up and went over, pushed her down on the sofa, and pulled her hair with one hand, causing her scalp to tingle and numb.His face was only a few inches away from hers, his warm breath was sprayed on her face with the lingering aroma of red wine
"It seems that you have forgotten the pain you have suffered?" His eyes became more and more cruel, as ferocious as a wild wolf on the wasteland, "Is it because I was too kind to you that you dared to betray me? Don't forget Your current identity and freedom, and who gave you your life. Do you still want to be your Wei Qian again? Do you want to reconnect with Qi Ziyang?"

There was murderous intent in his eyes, and he bit the word "Qi Ziyang" very hard.

"Don't touch him, I beg you." Shen Xinrong begged, but he pulled her hair even harder.

Fang Jiajie smiled gloomily, and the corners of his lips curled up strangely.Fang Jiajie took control of her hands, pulled off the tie and wrapped it around her wrists, tied a knot, and fixed her with his legs so that she could not move.She looked at Fang Jiajie's handsome face enlarged in front of her eyes in horror.

Then he bit her shoulder hard until the taste of blood spread from his lips.

"Forget the pain, I'll let you remember it now." His voice was as sinister as silk, wrapping her tightly around her.

Shen Xinrong felt the piercing pain in her shoulder spread, causing her to bite her lips until she also tasted a fishy-sweet taste in her mouth. The bloody taste was so bitter that it made her throat feel uncomfortable .

Seeing that she has frowned, her face is as white as new snow, and fine sweat oozes from her white forehead, which wets her temples.Fang Jiajie didn't show the slightest sign of relaxing, and even licked her bleeding wound with the tip of his tongue, his movements seemed to be a little gentle, Shen Xinrong's tense body relaxed for a moment, but the moment he relaxed, what greeted her was a more tragic burst of pain .

He bit her wound hard again, almost biting off her flesh.

She couldn't control herself anymore and screamed out, and then Fang Jiajie pulled something to block her mouth, preventing her from screaming.

Fang Jiajie tore off the straps of her nightgown, and tied up her feet, making her lose her freedom of movement.The pain was like golden needles wandering in her body, bringing continuous pain and making her body tremble.

Because the strap of the nightgown was torn off by Fang Jiajie, the nightgown on her body was loosened like this, revealing her snow-white body, but Fang Jiajie did not show any pity, and said in a cold voice, "If you are not obedient again, I will let you go from SL The secretary of the credit department manager of the bank turns back into Wei Qian in the cell, so that you will never be able to get out, and you will suffer a hundred times and a thousand times more pain inside than before. Don't play tricks with me, although I can't touch Xiao Nan But it's easy to pinch you to death, don't think how delicate you are, you are just a chess piece in my hand, even without you, I can still find the chess piece."

Fang Jiajie's eyes were as cold as ice, and his murderous intent was strong. He raised his hand and gently wiped the bright red blood on his lips. The blood red color was imprinted in the dark pupils, which was very strange, like a man-eating devil.

Shen Xinrong's hands and feet were bound and she couldn't move. Her refreshed body was already drenched in sweat after taking a bath. In this hot late summer, it was so cold, like falling into an ice cellar.She closed her eyes in embarrassment and humiliation, forcing down the tears that welled up in her eyes.She can't cry, absolutely can't cry, can't show the slightest weakness in front of Fang Jiajie, otherwise she will be the one who suffers.She couldn't resist, she could only bear it.

What Qi Ziyang said suddenly flashed in her mind: Dealing with Fang Jiajie is your biggest mistake.

But even if she is wrong, she can't turn back, her life and freedom have already made a deal with the devil.

No, she changed her mind and denied it again.What's wrong with her, she just wants to make the people she has been humiliated feel the pain, she's not wrong!As if in self-hypnosis, she said to myself over and over again in her heart.

"Young Master Fang, I was wrong. I will never let you down next time." Shen Xinrong opened her eyes again, sparkling, "I will never forget the pain I have suffered, let alone those who gave me pain People are at ease, don't worry."

Fang Jiajie looked at the hatred accumulated in her eyes, and the fleeting glare, and then softened his tone: "It's best to think like this. Only by listening to me can you live a better and more beautiful life."

He pinched her chin and chuckled: "Look, what a beautiful face."

Shen Xinrong only felt that his fingers hurt her chin, but she didn't dare to make a sound.

"Remember, I can make you live, I can make you die, and I can make your life worse than death." Fang Jiajie's words were extremely cold and vicious, "I let you go this time, and I will let you go next time." You taste the feeling that life is worse than death."

He undid her tie and dressing gown straps that bound her hands and feet.

After finishing speaking, he ruthlessly shook her face away, stood up straight indifferently, and straightened the fine wrinkles on the clothes with his slender fingers.Without even looking at her, she turned and left, leaving behind a sentence: "It depends on your performance. If you let me down again, I will use Qi Ziyang's life to tell you what I really want."

Shen Xinrong huddled and pulled her nightgown together, her sadness expanded infinitely.

No, he must not touch Qi Ziyang, that is her only concern in this world, her child's only support.

In the hospital, there was a hectic rush. Ling Zhiwen was the first to be sent to the hospital. He had already been arranged to rest in the best ward, and he was taken care of by a special person.

There was nothing serious about Yue Ran and Xiao Nan, and Qi Ziyang's legs were not broken, it was just that he was pressed for too long and his Qi and blood were not flowing smoothly, and he was temporarily paralyzed, so he couldn't walk, but he still had big and small wounds on his body. Small scars need active treatment to get better.

(End of this chapter)