Guan Qiyou grabbed her two small hands that were grabbing at each other, twisted them on her back, grabbed them with his big hand, pulled the cloth strip, and wrapped it around her wrist again and again. As if she would break away and escape, he held on tight
He wrapped her tightly around her, countless times, and finally fastened it tightly, so that when he let go of her hand, even he was breathless from exhaustion.
Xuewei's hands were tied very tightly. Every time she struggled, her delicate wrists would feel painful and numb from being rubbed by the strips of cloth. Her arms were cut behind her back, sore and swollen. This kind of torture was really more uncomfortable than death.
"Guan Qiyou, are you crazy? Let go!" She couldn't move her body, but she couldn't stand having her dignity trampled on like this. Xuewei had no reason to quietly let him torture her.
"Haha, Jiang Xuewei, you brought all this on yourself. Since you don't want to behave yourself, then I will make you behave." Guan Qiyou's slender fingers gently lifted Jiang Xuewei's fair and delicate chin.
The pupils were as black as lacquer, as if they were obsidian, and they were fixed on Xuewei's face, but they were so cold that it made people feel chilling. There was even a sinister smile at the corner of her mouth, which made Xuewei hateful and angry at the same time.
"Guan Qiyou, you are shameless, you are perverted!" Xuewei kicked her legs, still wearing shoes, and the bright red seeped out from the shoes, dyeing the white sheets red.
The pain in both feet has become almost numb, and streams of warm wetness are constantly pouring out. The feet seem to be soaked in water, and the sensation is even slowly dissipating.
Guan Qiyou looked at Xuewei's tightly knitted eyebrows. His eyes moved to her feet, and he reached out and took off her shoes without hesitation. When he saw those little feet that were wrinkled with blood and water, he
His eyes suddenly narrowed.
Guan Qiyou grabbed Xuewei's ankles and looked at her tortured little feet. He almost shouted angrily: "Are you crazy that you made your feet look like this in order to escape from me?"
Xuewei smiled coldly, "Guan Qiyou, stop being so hypocritical. Isn't it thanks to you that I am like this now? You destroyed me, brought me here, and now you are still tying me up, then I
How can you care about what will happen to my feet? You should put away that shameless and disgusting mercy!" Jiang Xuewei, who had her hands tied behind her back, struggled to sit up and glared at Guan Qi angrily.
Yu, she just felt that the man in front of her was simply a devil. He was robbing and torturing her at all costs just to get revenge on their sisters. She didn't understand what kind of deep hatred could make him so crazy. But at this moment,
, but she knew clearly that she hated him so much that she gritted her teeth.
"What did you say? Shameless? Disgusting?" Guan Qiyou narrowed his eyes even more tightly, and his condensed gaze was like a sharp arrow, which just missed Jiang Xuewei. He clenched his big palms tightly, exposing the veins on the back of his hands.
In one second, with the speed of a falcon, he rushed to Xuewei's side and grabbed Xuewei.
Xuewei's body was very light, and Guan Qiyou's strength was extremely strong. She was like a helpless little rabbit with no chance to resist.
Guan Qiyou raised his lips wickedly and sinisterly, and squeezed out cold words from between his teeth, "Jiang Xuewei, you refused to drink the toast and drank the fine wine. Since you think I am shameless and disgusting, why should I be hypocritical?"
Before he finished speaking, he released his big hand and Guan Qiyou gave Xuewei a hard push. Her slender body fell back down like a drifting leaf...