Chapter 2: The Nether Husband is Fierce (2)

Scared, of course I am afraid.

Under his body, he felt the pain of the invasion of foreign objects in his body. He had no intention of evacuating, but was waiting for my answer coldly.

I closed my eyes tightly, and tears that were overflowing from the pain went down the corners of my eyes and nodded, trying to curl up as much as possible to escape from him.

As soon as I moved, he pinched my waist tightly and fitted closer.

"Ah--!" Humiliation, fear, unwillingness, I didn't know why I was so brave at that moment. I struggled desperately and pulled open the drawer at the head of the bed with my backhand.

In the drawer is the Five Emperors Money and Peach Wood Sword that my brother gave me. These are all real things, but they are useless to him at all!

He chuckled a few times, grabbed my wrists and pressed them on top of my head with his big hands.

"You haven't seen each other for two years. You have grown up... and you have become more courageous and dare to resist..."

Every word he said was a difficult movement. He did not stop, but cut my body open to the maximum extent.

I don't know how long he had been doing it, and the cold and hard work gradually became overwhelmed by the moist feeling.

Maybe it was because the body was moved, or maybe it was because the blood was lubricating.

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When I woke up, there was no one in the room.

There was only the beautiful atmosphere left after the room was lust, but I had never seen his face before.

I was stunned for a while and sat up. When I moved a little, I felt soreness and swelling below my waist, and a certain part was still burning and painful.

All these remind me that he is here. This is not a dream, but a continuation of that night two years ago.

The cell phone at the head of the bed rang, and I quickly ran over and answered. The voice of my brother was: "Xiao Qiao, open the garage! Dad is injured!"

I was suddenly shocked. My dad and my brother went to another place to deal with a tricky thing. I haven't been at home for the past two days. How could I get injured?!

I stumbled out of the bed, my sore legs trembled violently, and I fell heavily to the ground.

The cold and sticky thing surged out of the scorching pain, and a large number of tumbling dripped on my nightgown. I looked down and saw that it was indeed bloodshot.

The feeling of shame and annoyance was overwhelming, and the internal organs were filled with sourness.

I hurriedly wiped it clean with tears in my eyes, ran downstairs and pressed the switch of the garage.

My home is a three-story building with a courtyard on Commercial and Cultural Street. This is a unified planning business circle. A small building like this costs millions.

But my dad doesn’t need this little money. Our family is engaged in a "shameless" career and is not short of money.

Just a life-spanning.

My brother drove in a gray off-road vehicle. I couldn't help but be scared when I saw him and my dad's mud and dried blood.

"Xiao Qiao, don't be afraid, go and prepare hot water quickly, the hotter the better." My brother told me while carrying my dad upstairs.

This situation is rare, and I don’t know what accidents they have encountered.

I stood in the kitchen to burn hot water. Because I was extremely tired and my mind was complicated, I accidentally burned my hand and a blister appeared on my right hand.

But I didn't care about these things, so I quickly brought the hot water upstairs to see my dad.

My dad was in a bad condition. He closed his lips tightly, his eyes were covered with red bloodshot, and he shook his head at me without saying a word.

My brother understood what my dad meant and drove me out of the room.

I sat at the door and heard a shrill scream from inside, as if some animal was screaming when it was cut off and bleeding.

I held my head and said that someone else's eighteen years old was the years of youth, freedom and rebellion.

Why do I have to endure the invasion of an evil ghost and have to be with the horror and darkness all day long...

That night, he came again.

It’s useless to fear and resist. No matter how much noise I make, my father and brother downstairs can’t hear it.

And he seemed to have fun in dispelling all my resistance, not only on the bed, desk, and windowsill became the battlefield for him to tame me.

I can feel the pain and I can feel powerless.

He could also feel his cold chest and solid arms.

But I dare not open my eyes.

He leaned over to my ears. When I was hiding, my cheek touched a cold and hard mask, which was the kind of evil ghost in the Taoist temple with wide eyes and a blue face and fangs.

"...What's wrong with your hand?" The cold voice sounded, and at the same time, the cold hand pinched my chin and forced me to answer.

"Hot, it's hot..." I closed my eyes and shrank under him.

That overwhelming coldness wrapped around me, and I had no choice but to escape, and I had no choice but to retreat.

He didn't say anything anymore, but before I could not bear it, I gently licked the wound on my hand with cold wetness.

The next day, my dad was sitting in the yard basking in the sun. The reason why he couldn't speak last night was because he had a copper talisman in his mouth.

As soon as he saw me, he smiled and said, "I can finally speak, I almost suffocate me to death."

Is this old man more important than life?

I forced a smile, but my eyes were so sour and I would cry as soon as I smiled.

"Xiao Qiao, what's wrong with you? Your face is so bad?" My dad found that my face was abnormal.

I thought to myself that the husband of the underworld is so fierce that every time I think I am going to be tortured to death, maybe he is here to kill me.

It's just that the way I kill me is quite special.

The ghost marriage has a blood alliance and a betrothal gift, so the next thing should be to let me die and turn into a dark person to complete the wedding?
Chapter completed!