Marriage involuntarily

When Ning Wanqing woke up, she found herself being hung in mid-air, and her feet were cold. She looked down and found that there was a bottomless pool of water under her feet.

Zhao Xuehui sat on the phone and made a phone call. She pressed the speakerphone on purpose, just to let Ning Wanqing hear Ouyang Muchen's voice.

"Zhao Xuehui, what did you do to Wan Qing?" The usually calm man's voice was full of anxiety.

Ning Wanqing wanted to speak, telling Ouyang Muchen that she was fine and told him not to come over, but she could only make a whining sound when she opened her mouth.

Her mouth was gagged.

"Are you in a hurry? Is she really that important in your heart?" Zhao Xuehui's voice was actually very resentful.

"Zhao Xuehui! If you dare to hurt her, I will never let you go!"

"Then come here, I haven't seen you for a long time... I miss you so much," Zhao Xuehui said in a gentle and weird tone, "If I don't see you within half an hour, what should I do? OK?"

"Okay, I promise - Zhao Xuehui, you will do what you say, as long as I come, you will let her go immediately!"

"It seems that you really care about her, Mu Chen, you won't, after you come, will I do something terrible to you? Or, in order to save her, you don't care about your own life or death at all Woolen cloth……"

Ning Wanqing struggled desperately, trying to make a sound to tell Ouyang Muchen not to come, but at this moment Zhao Xuehui hung up the phone and slowly walked in front of her.

"Woooooooo..." Ning Wanqing looked at her eagerly and angrily.

let me go!You crazy woman!What are you going to do to Mu Chen!
Zhao Xuehui threw the phone aside casually, and looked at her with her arms around her chest, with a cruel and gentle smile on her face: "He's coming soon...hehe..."

Ning Wanqing struggled even harder.

No...don't come, Mu Chen, don't come!
Zhao Xuehui looked at her with cold eyes: "It's useless, you can't escape, and you'd better not pray that this rope will be broken, because the pool of water under you is a terrible chemical agent..."

Ning Wanqing gave up struggling.A pair of big watery eyes looked at her, but they were full of hatred.

"Are you angry? Are you worried about yourself, or about him?" Zhao Xuehui smiled, "You should worry about yourself, because if he doesn't come, I will immediately find a hundred people to come to LUNJIAN you and take your The little slut sucks...hahahahaha..." She raised her head and laughed loudly, "Just thinking about this makes me feel so excited..."

After half an hour.

Zhao Xuehui's phone rang suddenly.

She looked down at the caller ID, then giggled like an old hen laying eggs.

The phone rang faster and faster, but Zhao Xuehui ignored it, as if she didn't hear anything, looked at Ning Wanqing with a smile, and casually put the phone aside.

Ning Wanqing's mouth was still blocked and she couldn't say anything.

But she knew that Mu Chen must be here...

What is Zhao Xuehui going to do to Mu Chen?
Why would she do this?
What kind of hatred does she have with Mu Chen that makes her desperate to take revenge on him?
She doesn't know all of this...

All she knew was that she would never let Mu Chen make sacrifices to save her, if that was the case, she would rather die!

Thinking of this, she twisted her hands vigorously, trying to break the rope tied around her wrist.

Fall... as long as she falls...

Zhao Xuehui can no longer threaten Mu Chen...

At first Zhao Xuehui just looked at Ning Wanqing who was struggling non-stop with a strange smile on her face, but when she gradually discovered her intentions, the smile on her face disappeared immediately!
"Ning Wanqing, you really are a husband and wife, he rushed to die for you without stopping, and you are willing to do this for him! Heh! I really underestimated you!"

Ning Wanqing ignored her, and only struggled desperately to break the rope, hoping to break it before Ouyang Muchen came.

Zhao Xuehui said: "Want to die? It's not that easy! Someone!"

A burly man came over and stood aside respectfully: "Madam, what is your order?"

"This little hoof is disobedient, bring me a whip, and I will teach her a lesson!" Zhao Xuehui said with a sneer.

"Yes, ma'am!" The strong man replied and retreated.

In less than a minute, the strong man returned, holding a long cowhide whip in both hands.

Zhao Xuehui took a look, and kicked the strong man suddenly: "How do you do things? Just such a whip, isn't it cheap for her?!"

The strong man didn't even fight back when he was scolded and kicked by a weak woman like her, he just backed up two steps obediently: "I know I was wrong, Madam taught me, Madam taught me..."

"For the sake of you still knowing that you were wrong, I will give you another chance!"

This time, the strong man walked out quickly with a whip, and came back soon.

The whip looks wet.Exudes a strong smell.

Zhao Xuehui looked very satisfied: "Did you take the medicine?"

"Yes, ma'am, I soaked the whip in salt water first, and then put some strong medicine on it. No matter how hard the beating and the pain are, I guarantee that she won't faint!" the brawny man said quite proudly.

"Good job." Zhao Xuehui praised.

Ning Wanqing, who was suspended in the air, watched Zhao Xuehui walking towards her with the wet whip.

"Amo, come here and take out the rag from her mouth." Zhao Xuehui ordered.

The burly man named Amo asked puzzledly: "Ma'am...forgive me for being stupid, what is this particular about?"

Zhao Xuehui giggled: "This little bastard's voice is really nice, don't you want to hear it?"

"Haha, hahaha, Madam has a way." Amo quickly crawled to the edge of the pool and took off the rag from Ning Wanqing's mouth. a handful.

"Ma'am... this little bitch, can you play with him before killing him?" Amo asked cautiously.

Zhao Xuehui glanced at him and said, "You think it's beautiful."

"The little one knows his mistake, the little one knows his mistake." Amolian said.

"If Madam Ben is in a good mood, kill her first, and dispose of the body as you like, are you satisfied?" Zhao Xuehui stared at Ning Wanqing with a cold voice.

Amo's eyes lit up: "Thank you Madam, thank you Madam!"

"You...you are such a pervert!" Ning Wanqing couldn't help but open her mouth when she heard the conversation between the two.

"I'm a pervert, what's wrong?" Zhao Xuehui took a step forward, as if reaching out her hand, and with a "pop", a long welt appeared on Ning Wanqing's intact clothes.

Her face was distorted in pain, but she tried her best not to cry out.

Zhao Xuehui clicked tut twice, looking a little surprised: "Hey, I didn't expect Mrs. Ouyang to have some backbone! It really impressed me!"

Ning Wanqing gasped and said, "Kill me if you have the ability! Stop... stop putting on a show here..."

"Crack!" The whip was like a poisonous snake, with a gust of wind blowing across Ning Wanqing's chest with a whoosh.

There was a long crack in the clothes, and the pink and tender chest could be vaguely seen.

Na Amo swallowed with a grunt.

Zhao Xuehui heard it, and couldn't help spitting: "Look at your worthless appearance! You haven't seen a woman in a few lifetimes, have you?"

Amo licked his face and said with a smile: "Yes, yes, please be considerate of the little one, Madam, and fulfill the little wish of the little one..."

Zhao Xuehui glanced at him with a smile: "You are not ashamed, but my wife likes your straightforwardness!"

Amo said happily: "Then... madam?"

Zhao Xuehui handed him the whip: "I'm tired, you can play for a while by yourself, but you men are strong, pay attention to this, don't ruin it all at once..."

92,

"Yes, ma'am, the little one understands, the little one understands!"

A Mo took the whip with both hands, and ran up to Ning Wanqing with a look of joy on his face.

"Beauty, later on, you can call me nicer, maybe Uncle Mo loves you, hahaha..."

"Come on, what are you talking about?" Zhao Xuehui said dissatisfied.

She sat leisurely aside, with her legs crossed, revealing her white and plump thighs under the red cheongsam, she was really coquettish.

Ah Mo couldn't help turning his eyes around Zhao Xuehui's body twice, thinking that this old slut is really the best, if one day he can fuck her, then it will be really... Haha, haha.

But this can only be thought about.Who is Zhao Xuehui?She is the famous third concubine, heartless and more venomous than that cobra. Anyone who is bitten by her suddenly will be doomed.

Over the years, relying on the love of Ouyang's old man for her, she still doesn't know how many wicked things she has done and how many souls she has buried under her hands.

And her perverse temper, few people can stand it.Anyone who sees her dares to be angry and dare not speak out, but she is good at bedtime and can coax the old man of Ouyang's family, which is also her ability.

"Crack!" The whip sounded.

"Ah!" Ning Wanqing could not hold back her cry this time.

It hurts so badly that she burst into tears...

I'm afraid she has never been in such pain in her life...

But before she could catch her breath, the whip came again, and she dodged subconsciously, but the ghostly whip seemed to have eyes, following her like a shadow.

Even the skin that was slightly swept by the whip felt burning pain.

Amo admired the skin exposed under Ning Wanqing's torn clothes, oh, it's so white, the bright red and glaring blood streaks set off the rolled flesh and white skin, looking at his dick is almost hard.

He rolled his eyeballs, and suddenly walked around behind her.

He said viciously, "Little beauty, I'm here to spank your ass!"

"You...you...nasty...ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh'

Before Ning Wanqing could finish her sentence, it was replaced by screams.

The muscles of the buttocks contracted violently, but the pain came one after another, making her eyes dizzy.

A Mo greedily looked at her white and tender buttocks, and taking advantage of Zhao Xuehui's inattention, he stretched out his hand and pinched a few times on her beautiful buttocks that had been beaten one by one.

Ning Wanqing was in so much pain that she couldn't speak.

But Zhao Xuehui chuckled: "I said you, Ah Mo, you can touch it if you want, Madam, when did I tell you that you are not allowed to touch it?"

Amo suddenly burst into laughter: "Mrs. is so kind and virtuous, Amo will definitely remember it!"

Zhao Xuehui glanced at him: "Come on, just open your mouth."

Amo smiled hey.He raised his whip again.

This whip was whipped very skillfully, it was on the inner thigh, the pain made Ning Wanqing's buttocks tremble.

A Mo looked at the white and tender butt bouncing back and forth in front of him, his eyes almost straightened.

I couldn't help but leaned up and touched it again.He also put his face on it and sniffed hard.

Sniff deeply and deeply over and over again.

Unexpectedly, Ning Wanqing, who was on the verge of death from the beating, managed to free up all her strength and kicked him violently, almost breaking the bridge of his nose.

As soon as the nose became hot, two streams of blood gushed out.

Zhao Xuehui mocked him deliberately: "Hey, just smelling it, you have a nosebleed?"

Ah Mo wiped the nosebleed with his hand, feeling angry, and didn't dare to vent to Zhao Xuehui, so he gave Ning Wanqing a hateful look, and then smiled at Zhao Xuehui like a pug: "I've been very angry recently, very angry ..."

Holding a piece of blue and white porcelain in her slender and white fingers, Zhao Xuehui blew into the curling smoke, her mouth curled up slightly, showing a disdainful smile.

The people in the world are so strange, they obviously look down on those who are the same as themselves even though they are also the most coquettish/slutty.Consider yourself superior.

Then Amo found two balls of black paper from nowhere, kneaded them into two small balls, and stuffed them into his nose to stop the bleeding.

Then, again, she ran up to Ning Wanqing with a high-spirited stride and a whip.

"Little bitch, you dare to kick your Grandpa Mo's nose, let's see how I teach you a lesson!"

Ning Wanqing hooked the corners of her pale lips, her voice was extremely weak: "You? Master Mo? Hehe... It's not enough to be a dog..."

"You!" The furious Amo swung towards Ning Wanqing's waist with all his might!
"Ah!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" The scream that followed seemed to be able to penetrate the roof, Ning Wanqing felt her waist folded, as if the lower half of her body no longer belonged to her. own...

Her eyes turned black, her head sank heavily, but she couldn't pass out, she could only suffer from it for a while.

Sometimes, not being able to die is also a pain.

If you die, you will die. If you want to die but cannot die, this is the cruelest torture in the world.

The man named A Mo held his whip and said with a grinning grin: "How tough are you? How strong are you? Well, if you are willing to beg your Grandpa Mo, maybe your Grandpa Mo will be merciful and merciful, and not only won't beat you. , I can also do something fun with you, so that you can have a good time... Hey, what about your Grandpa Mo's proposal, little girl?"

"Bah...!" Ning Wanqing spit out a mouthful of blood onto the face of A Mo who was touching her chin.Na Amo couldn't dodge in time, and just happened to be spit on the eyeballs.

"I hate your ancestor! How dare you spit on your uncle Mo! You are impatient, aren't you?!"

He swung his whip with a bang, and swept towards Ning Wanqing's lower body.

The whip lashed between her legs, tearing her trousers instantly, and the white lace panties inside were also torn.

"Ah! Why are you so obscene? You don't know how to pity and cherish jade at all!" Zhao Xuehui watched from the side, pretending to hold her throat and said softly.

"Hey...hey," the man called Amo reached out and touched the back of his head, with a simple and honest look, "Oh madam, isn't this a careless one... When the whip is swung, it has its own It's like an idea, you don't have eyes at all!"

"Come on, I don't know you yet?" Zhao Xuehui took a sip of her tea and looked at her diamond watch at night, "Hurry up, Ouyang Muchen will probably find you after a while. At that time, I won't have time for you Performance."

"Yes, yes, the little ones must have an inch of time and an inch of gold, take good care of it! Cherish it!" said the man named Amo shamelessly.

Ning Wanqing breathed slowly, and at the same time clenched her teeth tightly to keep herself from moaning.

The roaring in the ear after another...

She felt as if a few huge rocks were tied to her body, and the sea water submerged her head.

She was so heavy that she couldn't breathe.

She fell straight into the bottomless sea.

She wanted to fall asleep, but there was always a glimmer of light pulling her, making it impossible for her to truly lose consciousness.

I can only sink and float in the ocean of pain...

struggle……

When people are about to die, there will always be phantoms in front of them...

She seemed to see Ouyang Muchen's face...

The gentle, smiling face towards her...

In the past, what appeared in her memory was always him as a child, or him as a boy...

Because the time at that time is her best memory...

But now, what appeared in front of her eyes was indeed wearing a black suit, bent slightly, stretched out his hand quietly, and helped her brush his messy hair beside her ear...

His handsome face is not as gentle as when he was a teenager, but a bit cold and hard to get close to...

But in his deep black eyes, there is always a tenderness that no one can understand...

She didn't want him to save her, but at this moment of dying, she really wanted to see him again...

"Mu Chen..." She opened her bloodless lips, closed her eyes and softly called him...

"Bang!!!"

There was a loud noise, and people couldn't help but look towards the door.

A man appears there.

Ouyang Muchen.

he came!
Zhao Xuehui couldn't help being overwhelmed with surprise, showing an expression like that of a girl in Huaichun when she saw her lover: "Mu Chen! You're here."

Ouyang Muchen didn't even look at her, and walked straight towards Ning Wanqing.

His deep eyes are full of distress!

His Wan Qing suffered so much again because of him!

She looked so pale, so weak, and so bloody that the new clothes she had put on in the morning were now all in rags.

Her glossy black hair was also covered with sweat, hanging limply on her face.

He stretched out his hand, wanting to touch her, but he was afraid of waking her up...

No one knows what will happen next.

If she could get through those worst nightmares without knowing it, and wake up with her eyes open, everything would be exactly the same as before.

How nice that would be.

The one named Amo was very arrogant at first, but now he hides despondently by the side.

The murder weapon, the whip, was also firmly hidden behind him.

He was afraid of Zhao Xuehui, and he was also afraid of Ouyang Muchen.

Who is not afraid of Ouyang Muchen?
He is a man who is absolutely not inferior to his father, Ouyang Yitian, the head of the Ouyang family, in terms of ruthlessness.

Once annoyed him, no one can guarantee what kind of revenge will be received.

There was once a person who laughed at Ouyang Muchen face to face, and Ouyang Muchen asked someone to cut off that person's tongue on the spot.

If Ouyang Muchen were to investigate what Amo did to Ning Wanqing, it would not be enough to die ten times or hundreds of times!
but--

What if Ouyang Muchen can't go out tonight?
He couldn't help but look at Zhao Xuehui again.

The poisonous snake faced the black panther, but it was really interesting.

It's a pity that Ouyang Muchen, a fearless leopard, has the only fatal fate in his life.

That is Ning Wanqing.

As long as this woman is around, Ouyang Muchen will never dare not be threatened by Zhao Xuehui!
"Mu Chen, we haven't seen each other for so long, it's rare that you take the time to meet me once, why do you just stare at others when you come here?"

Zhao Xuehui said delicately.That voice is soft enough to turn the strongest man into a puddle of water, allowing her to have whatever she wants.

This is how Ouyang Yitian was subdued by her at the beginning, and to this day, Ouyang Yitian still asks and asks for such a third aunt who is twenty years younger than herself.

Otherwise, how could she, Zhao Xuehui, be so courageous?
"Zhao Xuehui, you let me come alone, I'm here, you let Ning Wanqing go now." Ouyang Muchen said coldly.

Zhao Xuehui leaned over, and stretched out her hand to try to touch Ouyang Muchen's handsome cheek, but impatiently, he reached out and waved away that catkin that no man could refuse!

"you……"

Zhao Xuehui showed a sad expression, "Mu Chen, you won't let Aunt Hui touch you no matter what...you make Aunt Hui feel so sad..."

Ouyang Muchen looked at the pretentious woman in front of him with disgust: "I shouldn't have let you go last time."

Zhao Xuehui "smiles through tears", her face turned faster than turning a page: "My dear Mu Chen, how could you be willing to kill me? I knew that you still have me in your heart..."

"Shut up," Ouyang Muchen said, "Qiping saved me, so I promised him to let you live. I don't regret it. Now I'm at your disposal, but you must let Wanqing go!"

"You really didn't bring anyone else?" Zhao Xuehui looked at him and said, "I can't believe that Mu Chen, who has always cherished his life the most, would come here alone for a stupid woman."

"I didn't take anyone else with me," Ouyang Muchen said, "I won't bet on Wan Qing's life. Zhao Xuehui, tell me, what are you doing to let Wan Qing go?"

Zhao Xuehui rolled her eyes and said, "One condition."

"Speak." Ouyang Muchen said coldly.Without a trace of emotion, facing Zhao Xuehui, he was like an iceberg that never melted.

In fact, he is the same with most people.