Chapter 2 Remember this feeling for me

A voice of overwhelming anger made Yun Jiang's heart almost stop for a beat in fear.

Before she could react, the man grabbed the wrist where she stole the key!

"Ajaan, I obviously warned you just now! It seems that you really turned a deaf ear to my words! Huh?"

Yun Jiang was forced to look into the man's angry eyes, and she was immediately grabbed and pulled off the bed by the man.

"It seems that I have to break your legs today!"

"No woo!"

Yun Jiang's face turned pale with fright. She knelt on the ground and shook her head wildly, begging every word.

"I was wrong, Jue. I didn't dare to run away anymore. I really didn't dare to run away. Please don't break my legs!"

"Oh, honey, you said the same thing last time!"

Shang Hanjue sneered and pulled off Yun Jiang's thin layer of pajamas.

With a tear, Yun Jiang had nothing to hide his shame.

She huddled up at the man's feet feeling insecure, shivering in fear, tears streaming down her big red eyes.

She raised her head again, like a poor little kitten.

"Ajue, I was really wrong. Don't break my legs. As long as you don't break them, I can do whatever you want. Please, please!"

Yun Jiang hugged his legs tightly.

If she had legs, she might be able to escape one day, but if her legs were broken, she would completely become a little pet kept by men.

She didn't want to end up like that.

"How pitiful." Shang Hanjue bent down and wiped Yun Jiang's tears coldly: "It seems that our A'jiang can't bear to part with those legs, so let's redeem them."

Yun Jiang seemed to have grasped a life-saving straw.

She whimpered and asked quickly: "What, how can I redeem it?"

"It's very simple, Ajaan, have you seen the furniture in the room? You lie on each one to seduce me and please me. I want all the furniture above to smell like the two of us!"

The basement is huge.

Lots of furniture.

Yun Jiang was so frightened that his legs became weak.

But the extremely angry Shang Hanjue asked her to lie down on the carpet, climb on the sofa, and put her on the desk...

Yun Jiang already had a fever, but now she was so stimulated that her whole body was burning hot. She was so feverish that she almost rolled her eyes.

But Shang Hanjue didn't have the slightest pity. He forced Yun Jiang to remember this feeling like a morbid madness: "A Jiang, remember this lesson, remember it well!"

Yun Jiang was very impressed by this time.

Because she was in a coma for three days, and when she woke up on the fourth day, her whole body seemed numb.

She was suddenly broken and seemed to have lost all vitality and vitality.

Not only did he not say a word to Shang Hanjue, he even refused to take medicine or food.

When Yun Jiang met this man's gaze, he immediately shrank his little head into the quilt in fear.

She didn't want any communication with him.

Shang Hanjue wasn't angry either. Instead, he took her out of the quilt and touched her forehead to comfort her.

"A Jiang, my dear, would you like a bowl of porridge?" Shang Hanjue coaxed her gently.

But Yun Jiang gritted his teeth and refused to open his mouth.

"A Jiang, be obedient!" Shang Hanjue would never allow Yun Jiang to skip a meal. He suddenly became violent and pinched Yun Jiang's face with his big, knuckled hands, forcing the porridge to be poured into her mouth and swallowed.

"Cough cough cough~"

Yun Jiang was choked and coughed, and he whined uncomfortably like a small animal, causing the gold chain on his body to rattle.

The porridge was poured in, but Yun Jiang stubbornly spat it out, all over Shang Hanjue.