On the night of my wedding, I was raped by a yandere villain

Xinyue shuddered and froze there for a moment.

She hesitated, her face turning red, "Sir, it's really inconvenient."

Yin Mohan was calm and calm, he said indifferently: "Miss, why are you so polite?"

It's not like it hasn't been painted before.

Xinyue closed her eyes, looking like she had no love in life.

She just said bravely: "Since the young master is like this, I also want to find another way."

Yin Mohan paused.

After a while, Xinyue was ready.

Yin Mohan looked at the girl in front of him with a deeper look.

I saw a silk handkerchief covering the girl's eyes and holding ointment in her hand.

Yin Mohan turned sideways and looked at Xinyue at leisure.

There were scars on his chest, abdomen, and shoulders, especially the lower abdomen, which was particularly seriously injured.

These gangsters are so bold. If they were a few millimeters lower, his great Yin Dynasty would probably be extinct.

The girl felt very uncomfortable, even though she was covered with a silk scarf.

She held the hand of the ointment tightly, and then said weakly: "Master, I can't see you like this, it should be good for both of us, right?"

Yin Mohan was noncommittal, his deep eyes locked on the girl's delicate face.

However, he said: "What the lady said is true. It's better that you think more carefully."

Seemingly recognized, Xinyue took a deep breath.

"Then let's get started."

With that said, she reached out to untie Yin Mohan's clothes.

Ke Rao was prepared, but when she actually touched the man's clothes, Xinyue's hands still shook subconsciously.

She straightened her body and tried to calm down her inexplicable emotions.

She relied on her own impression and used a pair of slender fingers to untie Yin Mohan's clothes.

Yin Mohan also felt uncomfortable. When the girl's hand touched him, his body froze.

It was a long-lost feeling.

His breathing quickened instantly, his chest began to rise and fall, and hot breath spurted out.

Xinyue also felt the change in the man, and heat came from her fingers.

But she was blindfolded and couldn't see the situation at this time, so she could still calm down.

The girl's fingers seemed to be bewitching in her eyes. Her movements were very light, just slightly lifting the corner of his clothes.

But from Yin Mohan's point of view, this is simply a deadly existence.

When Xinyue gradually pulled his clothes away, the scars all over his body were exposed.

Xinyue couldn't see it, but Yin Mohan might as well guide her.

His breath was hot on the girl's fingers.

"Miss, yes, you can just put it on your shoulder."

Xinyue was a little unsure, so she lightly applied the ointment and moved it to Yin Mohan's shoulder.

Her fingertips were slightly cool, but the man's skin was surprisingly hot.

With a little pressure on her fingertips, the ointment melted into his skin.

God knows how much endurance Yin Mohan used to prevent him from pinning the person in front of him down.

How long he had thought about her, he wanted her to know.

His breathing gradually became unsteady and became more rapid.

Even so, he still guided Xinyue.

"Yes, that's right there."

"Hey, miss, please be gentler..."

"Well, it's so cool and comfortable..."

The man's words came over, making Xinyue feel awkward and uneasy.

It was obviously the man's own cry of pain, but it always felt weird to her ears.

Gradually she couldn't sit still, and she raised her body to get up and leave.

But Yin Mohan's voice came again, "Miss! Miss, do you want my wound to become inflamed and die?"

"Miss, are you so cruel?"

"Miss, it hurts here, it really hurts..."

The man called "Miss..." one after another.

Xinyue knew that this was just the honorific title given to her by the young master, but she was inexplicably frightened.

His "Miss" sounds seemed to come from his heart.

Such familiarity and tacit understanding made her heart tremble inexplicably.

Really unable to withstand the man's touch, Xinyue could only calm down and sit still again.

She took a deep breath and applied the ointment again.

This time Xinyue crossed her shoulders and slowly moved her hands downward.

Infected by the man's hot skin, her hands gradually became warm.

Wherever the ointment touched, it gradually melted due to the heat infection and blended into the man's skin.

No one knew that Xinyue's body was a little unsteady while doing this.

It was a man, and a stranger.

She felt really embarrassed that they had to interact like this for the first time when they met.

Thinking of this, Xinyue's face turned red.

She was naturally fair, and her pretty face was stained with a blush, which made Yin Mohan's eyes a little deeper.

Based on Xinyue's impression, it should be almost done.

She finally breathed out, "Sir, is this okay?"

The person in front of him suddenly chuckled and said in a very soft voice: "No, it's never been better."

"It hurts. It's been hurting here for a long time."

Xinyue felt confused for a moment.

But in the next second, the man's big palm stretched out, took her hand, and then moved it all the way down to his lower abdomen.

When she touched it, Xinyue wanted to jump up from her chair.

There was tight muscle there, yet the bulge was hard enough to make her feel like she was holding a poker.

There, though she couldn't see it.

But the obvious scar made Xinyue's heart twitch.

"Sir, this is..."

A man's voice came, "Miss, please, it hurts here, please help me..."

It was obviously a man's painful plea, but why did she feel so intolerable?

"Miss, miss, my miss..."

Yin Mohan was lying there, but slowly moved closer to Xinyue as he was called.

Xinyue was sitting there, but suddenly felt the man's hot skin leaning against her.

But at this moment, his hand was still holding her hand on his abdomen.

She was led further down, and the charming voice gradually sounded, "Miss, you can control the weak spots in your belly, okay?"

"Ah..." Xinyue couldn't help but exhale.

What does he mean?

Xinyue felt that her entire body was surrounded by heat, and her intuition was about to fail.

She completely believed that the next second, she would fall on top of the man.

Xinyue stood up suddenly, "Sir, I gave you the ointment, you better do it yourself!"

After saying that, Xinyue stumbled out of the room without looking back.

Behind him, the man seemed to have succeeded.

There was a hint of cunning in his eyes.

"Miss, you are still so lovable."

"You are mine! You can never run away in this life."

Yin Mohan took the ointment and looked quite satisfied.

He got closer and smelled it, um, it smelled so good.

He slowly melted the ointment and rubbed it into his abdomen.

He was obviously seriously injured and extremely weak.

But this time, he seemed to have endless strength.

Under the belly, the man's heart is as iron as iron...