"That's great, thank you Uncle Li."
Du Bingqiao couldn't wait to open the car door and take out the sleeping Mu An.
Seeing that he was safe and sound, the big stone hanging in Du Bingqiao's heart slowly dropped.
"What should I do if Uncle Li commits suicide in the future? I'm so scared... Is there any way to make him obedient?"
Lao Li gave the answer after thinking for a moment.
"Lock him up and tame him slowly."
"I see."
Du Bingqiao's face darkened, and he looked thoughtfully at Mu An in his arms.
Early next morning.
"Hiss... My head hurts... Damn it, why did I fall asleep all of a sudden."
In the dark basement, Mu An slowly woke up.
He first rubbed his head, which was still a little awake, and then looked around and found that he was in a dark and humid environment.
His hands, feet, neck, etc. were all chained up.
The wall opposite was hung with all kinds of torture instruments, which would make one's scalp numb just by looking at them.
The only light source in the entire space is an incandescent bulb that flickers on and off.
"Where is this? Wasn't I sent home by Lao Li? Why am I here?"
Mu'an was a little confused at first, but then he soon realized that he had been deceived again.
"Damn it...who is causing trouble?"
He immediately thought of Old Li, who looked amiable and always smiling...
Will you be hypnotized by talking to him?
Mu An was puzzled and simply leaned against the wall in a daze.
It's better now, I didn't succeed in committing suicide and I didn't succeed in escaping either.
In the end, he still couldn't escape the fate of being locked up. If he had known that things would turn out like this, he should have committed suicide directly.
It is said that if he was not worried that his bedridden grandma would not be taken care of, he would have committed suicide long ago.
boom--
There was a loud bang, and the heavy iron door next to it slowly opened.
Da da da--
Du Bingqiao walked up to him and stopped in a pair of red high heels and a gorgeous red dress.
She also held a bowl of steaming porridge in her hand.
"An'an, why are you doing this? Would you rather die than be with me?
If you do this, people will be very sad. "
Du Bingqiao squatted on the ground, scooped up a spoonful of fragrant rice porridge, put it to his mouth, blew it to cool down, and then brought it to Mu'an's mouth.
"Eat it, you should take a good supplement of nutrients."
"fraud."
Mu'an gritted his teeth after spitting out these two words and refused to eat.
"An'an, are you trying to trick me into going on a hunger strike? I advise you to be obedient.
I really don't want to use force. "
Du Bingqiao still looks very gentle now, with a sweet smile on his face.
But the more she acted like this, the more Mu An felt a chill down his back. He knew Du Bingqiao too well.
The calmer you appear on the surface, the more intense your suppressed emotions are.
When her anger level reaches full and explodes, he will be in trouble.
"kill me."
Mu An said softly.
Hearing this, Du Bingqiao sneered, "You are my treasure, how could I be willing to kill you?
Since you refuse to eat, I'll use that method. "
She smiled slightly, opened her teeth slightly and took the rice porridge in her mouth.
Then he bit Mu An's pale thin lips, rolled up the rice porridge with his tongue and kept pushing it inside.
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"
Mu'an wanted to push her away, but he was too weak to exert any strength.
In the end, he had no choice but to bite Du Bingqiao hard on the lips.
The effect of this move is immediate.
Du Bingqiao screamed in pain and immediately let go of him.
"How dare you bite me?"
Du Bingqiao's eyes widened in anger, and his upper and lower rows of silver teeth clenched together in anger.
Even his breathing became a little rapid.
"kill me."
Mu'an repeated.
"It seems that I have given you too much good looks, huh?"
Du Bingqiao stood up and threw the bowl in his hand heavily on Mu An.
The scalding rice porridge was wrapped mercilessly on Mu An's delicate and fair skin.
Waves of heartbreaking pain spread through every corner of his body.
"ah…"
He couldn't help shouting.
"Does it hurt? An'an."
Du Bingqiao stretched out his foot, placed the sharp bottom of the high heel on Mu An's belly and rubbed it back and forth.
"kill me."
Mu'an still repeated that sentence.
boom--
Du Bingqiao kicked him hard in the stomach, but because she was wearing high heels, she only used seven percent of her strength.
"puff…"
Mu An's stomach was churning, and he felt like his belly was almost kicked.
The internal organs in the stomach also began to hurt violently.
"An'an, you said you love me."
Mu'an said nothing.
Du Bingqiao kicked him again, this time with eight points of force.
"Say you love me! Say it quickly..."
Mu'an covered the place where he was beaten and collapsed on the ground silently.
He secretly swore in his heart that even if he was beaten to death today, he would never give in.
"Please, give me a good time."
Seeing how hard his bones were, Du Bingqiao had no choice but to give up, "Forget it, I forgive you."
"Um?"
Mu An suspected that he heard wrongly.
According to usual experience, Du Bingqiao would not give up until he beat him to tears until he begged for mercy.
"I was very unhappy about your escape this time. I originally planned to break your legs directly, but after thinking about it I decided to give you another chance.
If you dare to run away next time, I will really break your legs~"
Mu An was still a little scared when he heard "break the legs", although he was not even afraid of death.
But once the leg is broken, there may not even be a chance to commit suicide.
"I am really kind, right? But your performance today also made me very unhappy.
So I decided to give you a little punishment. "
As he spoke, Du Bingqiao walked to a blazing stove and used tongs to take out a red-hot brand from it.
The shape of Huolao is the character Qiao.
"What...what are you going to do?"
Feeling the hot temperature, Mu An's body couldn't stop trembling.
"I want to leave my eternal mark on you. Isn't it very romantic? Hehe."
A sickly smile appeared on Du Bingqiao's lips, and she slowly walked toward Mu'an with a poker in hand...
…
Soon, heart-rending screams spread throughout the villa.
Sizzling——
After finishing, Du Bingqiao threw the fire into the bucket of ice water.
Lying on Mu An's back, he gently stroked and kissed...the word "Qiao".
"An'an, this is our bond. With it, we can be together forever."
"Kill me...please...kill me..."
Mu An was completely desperate at this time and lay motionless.
"You are talking stupid things again. I am in a good mood now and don't care about you."
After saying that, Du Bingqiao kissed him again.
Her rosy and delicate lips are what countless men yearn for...
Mu An only felt deep disgust.
"Bye-Bye…"
Du Bingqiao hummed a little tune and left the basement in a happy mood.
Ten minutes later, a group of doctors came in to examine Mu'an's wounds.
After dripping some drops and applying some anti-inflammatory drugs, I wrapped it in gauze.
After finishing, the doctors left in a hurry.
He was the only one left in the entire basement again.
