Zhan Ying stood under the shower, and a large spray of water sprayed washed away the expression on his face.
Through the transparent glass, he landed his gloomy eyes on the woman hiding quietly. Every time his heart beat, he felt a dull pain that made him unclear. He didn't understand the source of this feeling. She was clearly in his hands, and everything was already under his control, but she escaped. This feeling made his entire chest cavity block and he couldn't breathe, and he couldn't even make a sound.
A big white hand covered the human figure curled against the wall at the head of the bed through the glass, and then slowly clamped it tightly across the air.
She is his...
It's only his
Yang Youyou couldn't forget Zhan Ying's tears just now. She knew clearly that she shouldn't have the sympathy for him even if he was only the size of a needle tip. This would affect her judgment. She had become a chain victim in the whole incident. However, if she really pursued it, there seemed to be no innocent person among all the participants.
Zhan Ying, who grew up under abuse and violence, chose to turn a blind eye because of fear. She did not want to seek justice for her son. She also caused all this, his father Shao Liangxin and his mistress at that time...
He changed from the most innocent victim to the perpetrator of rape, kidnapping, imprisonment, and rape. He kept saying "I like her", but she knew that it was absolutely fake. Anyway, in her perception, he just changed the hatred in his heart to another form of venting.
It turns out that he would also show that expression...
Yang Youyou pinched her palm hard, and the pain reminded her reason. She had a few big words in her mind over and over again, "Don't be stupid, don't help the criminals." But she also knew that there was another saying in this world, "Don't persuade others to be good without suffering." Can she hope that others can do things that she can't do?
Zhan Ying finally calmed down his irritable and upset mood under the cold water. He took a bath towel and wiped his hair and water droplets on his body, then walked out of the bathroom, stepped on the soft carpet and leaned into the big bed in the room again.
Yang Youyou didn't hear the sound, but the feeling of being crushed on the other side of the bed made her suddenly realize that Zhan Ying was leaning over again
Instinct made her heart tremble, and she clasped her hands tightly to the quilt and prepared for defensiveness.
Zhan Ying sat down very close to her, reached out to grab the corner of the quilt that covered the woman's head and face and was grabbed by her vigorously and lifted it up, revealing the messy hair inside. She was obviously afraid of being hidden but still stubbornly pursed her lips and stared at Yang Youyou, who looked red.
A faint smile appeared on his face again. Yang Youyou is really the only beautiful and cute thing he thinks in this world. Even if it is so messy, his thin and soft hair is warm to make people want to get close to kiss.
He gently stroked every strand of black hair that belonged to a woman, and slowly liberated her face from the wrapping of her hair.
Yang Youyou kept shivering in resistance, because just now, she inevitably saw the scars on his body. This time, unlike before, she seemed to hear a child's heartbreaking but unable to cry in the deepest part of her consciousness. It hurts so much that her heart is heavy, and she is even more afraid of his existence.
I'll send you home tomorrow morning
Yang Youyou looked disbelief when she raised her head. She grabbed Bo and his hands tightened and then squeezed out two words,... Really, what?
Real Zhan Ying smiled and nodded with a sure smile
If he hadn't been naked now, if there hadn't been something that shouldn't have happened between them, if she hadn't been hiding in the corner like she was seeking self-protection, Yang Youyou thought, it would have been great if he hadn't chosen the wrong way from the beginning, as a way to make up for the past, even if she didn't feel guilty, she would have helped him wholeheartedly
But Yang Youyou stared at the man in front of her who looked weird and normal. She should have breathed a sigh of relief but she couldn't help but hang up all her nerves.
She wanted to go out, thinking so much that she almost ignored the most important part in that brief surprise. Everything had a price, but he didn't say it
No, he said, not long ago
There is nothing more terrifying than a guillotine hanging around the neck and not knowing when it will fall
Yang Youyou shrank his chilling neck, and Minghuang shook away from his sight as if he was escaping, and tightened the thin quilt on his body.
Don't want to leave? Zhan Ying slowly approached, so close that the breath he exhaled and the sound of his speech stroked the delicate skin on her face
Yang Youyou gritted her teeth and held on to some extent and said, "It's you... you don't want to let me go at all."
You are right... Zhan Ying didn't refute, and he deliberately rubbed her cheek gently between his nose, gasping for a nearly lingering breath, finally letting you only have me, hiss... I haven't fucked you enough yet, how can I bear to let you leave
A swelling of anger climbed up Yang Youyou's cheeks, her brain was quickly congested and connected her rebuttal words, but she was all in her throat because she knew he didn't care or didn't want to understand.
It doesn't make sense to him, and he is extremely good at disturbing others' pace. If you accidentally fall into his logical trap, you will fall into the trap of chaos.
Just so reluctant to leave your asshole?
Zhan Ying, no matter how lethal every word and sentence are, he saw a woman's ears red because of his words. He didn't even think about whether it was because of anger or shame. What he wanted was every reaction she had to him, and that was the proof that she was still responding to him.
Yang Youyou really wanted to use the chain that tied her to wrap around his neck and die with him. Why did he die at a young age?
She was extremely depressed and full of anger. She had actually seen all kinds of shamelessness in her lawyers over the years, but her level was obviously too high, just like those unscrupulous remarks hiding behind the Internet. But at least those things still know how to hide their faces, and he was afraid that she would not know his dirty and sickness.
Do your parents know what you did to me?
Yang Youyou was stubbornly trying to change the topic. Even if she knew she couldn't afford it, she still hoped to be rescued. You said, Ms. Wan, she chose to sue the law at your request. Have you ever thought that with your current actions, even if you seek your identity and justice reasonably and legally, you will still be erased by the family with all your efforts? Have you ever thought about your future before doing this?
So why didn’t you report to the police immediately when you notice who I am?
Zhan Ying raised her head from her shoulders and looked straight at her eyes with her face reflected in her eyes. Are you unsure? Or are you worried that the interest groups behind me will silence you first without asking the reason? Or... are you worried about sympathizing with me?
Through the transparent glass, he landed his gloomy eyes on the woman hiding quietly. Every time his heart beat, he felt a dull pain that made him unclear. He didn't understand the source of this feeling. She was clearly in his hands, and everything was already under his control, but she escaped. This feeling made his entire chest cavity block and he couldn't breathe, and he couldn't even make a sound.
A big white hand covered the human figure curled against the wall at the head of the bed through the glass, and then slowly clamped it tightly across the air.
She is his...
It's only his
Yang Youyou couldn't forget Zhan Ying's tears just now. She knew clearly that she shouldn't have the sympathy for him even if he was only the size of a needle tip. This would affect her judgment. She had become a chain victim in the whole incident. However, if she really pursued it, there seemed to be no innocent person among all the participants.
Zhan Ying, who grew up under abuse and violence, chose to turn a blind eye because of fear. She did not want to seek justice for her son. She also caused all this, his father Shao Liangxin and his mistress at that time...
He changed from the most innocent victim to the perpetrator of rape, kidnapping, imprisonment, and rape. He kept saying "I like her", but she knew that it was absolutely fake. Anyway, in her perception, he just changed the hatred in his heart to another form of venting.
It turns out that he would also show that expression...
Yang Youyou pinched her palm hard, and the pain reminded her reason. She had a few big words in her mind over and over again, "Don't be stupid, don't help the criminals." But she also knew that there was another saying in this world, "Don't persuade others to be good without suffering." Can she hope that others can do things that she can't do?
Zhan Ying finally calmed down his irritable and upset mood under the cold water. He took a bath towel and wiped his hair and water droplets on his body, then walked out of the bathroom, stepped on the soft carpet and leaned into the big bed in the room again.
Yang Youyou didn't hear the sound, but the feeling of being crushed on the other side of the bed made her suddenly realize that Zhan Ying was leaning over again
Instinct made her heart tremble, and she clasped her hands tightly to the quilt and prepared for defensiveness.
Zhan Ying sat down very close to her, reached out to grab the corner of the quilt that covered the woman's head and face and was grabbed by her vigorously and lifted it up, revealing the messy hair inside. She was obviously afraid of being hidden but still stubbornly pursed her lips and stared at Yang Youyou, who looked red.
A faint smile appeared on his face again. Yang Youyou is really the only beautiful and cute thing he thinks in this world. Even if it is so messy, his thin and soft hair is warm to make people want to get close to kiss.
He gently stroked every strand of black hair that belonged to a woman, and slowly liberated her face from the wrapping of her hair.
Yang Youyou kept shivering in resistance, because just now, she inevitably saw the scars on his body. This time, unlike before, she seemed to hear a child's heartbreaking but unable to cry in the deepest part of her consciousness. It hurts so much that her heart is heavy, and she is even more afraid of his existence.
I'll send you home tomorrow morning
Yang Youyou looked disbelief when she raised her head. She grabbed Bo and his hands tightened and then squeezed out two words,... Really, what?
Real Zhan Ying smiled and nodded with a sure smile
If he hadn't been naked now, if there hadn't been something that shouldn't have happened between them, if she hadn't been hiding in the corner like she was seeking self-protection, Yang Youyou thought, it would have been great if he hadn't chosen the wrong way from the beginning, as a way to make up for the past, even if she didn't feel guilty, she would have helped him wholeheartedly
But Yang Youyou stared at the man in front of her who looked weird and normal. She should have breathed a sigh of relief but she couldn't help but hang up all her nerves.
She wanted to go out, thinking so much that she almost ignored the most important part in that brief surprise. Everything had a price, but he didn't say it
No, he said, not long ago
There is nothing more terrifying than a guillotine hanging around the neck and not knowing when it will fall
Yang Youyou shrank his chilling neck, and Minghuang shook away from his sight as if he was escaping, and tightened the thin quilt on his body.
Don't want to leave? Zhan Ying slowly approached, so close that the breath he exhaled and the sound of his speech stroked the delicate skin on her face
Yang Youyou gritted her teeth and held on to some extent and said, "It's you... you don't want to let me go at all."
You are right... Zhan Ying didn't refute, and he deliberately rubbed her cheek gently between his nose, gasping for a nearly lingering breath, finally letting you only have me, hiss... I haven't fucked you enough yet, how can I bear to let you leave
A swelling of anger climbed up Yang Youyou's cheeks, her brain was quickly congested and connected her rebuttal words, but she was all in her throat because she knew he didn't care or didn't want to understand.
It doesn't make sense to him, and he is extremely good at disturbing others' pace. If you accidentally fall into his logical trap, you will fall into the trap of chaos.
Just so reluctant to leave your asshole?
Zhan Ying, no matter how lethal every word and sentence are, he saw a woman's ears red because of his words. He didn't even think about whether it was because of anger or shame. What he wanted was every reaction she had to him, and that was the proof that she was still responding to him.
Yang Youyou really wanted to use the chain that tied her to wrap around his neck and die with him. Why did he die at a young age?
She was extremely depressed and full of anger. She had actually seen all kinds of shamelessness in her lawyers over the years, but her level was obviously too high, just like those unscrupulous remarks hiding behind the Internet. But at least those things still know how to hide their faces, and he was afraid that she would not know his dirty and sickness.
Do your parents know what you did to me?
Yang Youyou was stubbornly trying to change the topic. Even if she knew she couldn't afford it, she still hoped to be rescued. You said, Ms. Wan, she chose to sue the law at your request. Have you ever thought that with your current actions, even if you seek your identity and justice reasonably and legally, you will still be erased by the family with all your efforts? Have you ever thought about your future before doing this?
So why didn’t you report to the police immediately when you notice who I am?
Zhan Ying raised her head from her shoulders and looked straight at her eyes with her face reflected in her eyes. Are you unsure? Or are you worried that the interest groups behind me will silence you first without asking the reason? Or... are you worried about sympathizing with me?