Heroine: Sick wife, please let me go

‘Ouch, why did I fall asleep again?’

I wanted to move my hands, 'I'm still tied up, I'm really drunk, ah, it hurts and sore'

‘I don’t know what time it is now, I’m so hungry and thirsty’

Lin Qingwu walked in with porridge and saw the boy on the bed writhing like a child.

"Baby, come for dinner. Are you hungry? Let's see what I made for you today, preserved egg and lean meat porridge and small flower rolls."

She gently lifted the boy on the bed up with his head in his hands, untied the ribbon that was holding his mouth, and pulled out the soaked and swollen towel inside little by little.

Ye Wanfeng, whose mouth was free, had been stuffed with a towel for nearly 30 hours. The sides of his cheeks were already numb and he couldn't close his mouth. He just opened his mouth and breathed in the air.

When Lin Qingwu saw this, she gently rubbed his cheeks with her hands to make him feel better.

"Water, I want water. I'm so thirsty~" Ye Wanfeng said hoarsely after not eating or drinking for nearly 30 hours.

The saliva in my mouth was also absorbed cleanly by the towel. My mouth was so dry, and my throat felt as dry and uncomfortable as if it was on fire.

Lin Qingwu held him and poured a glass of water from the side, feeding him gently little by little. It wasn't until he drank the entire glass of water that he recovered.

"Lin Qingwu, what are you going to do? Did you kidnap me here to hold your sister hostage? I tell you not to think about it. She won't give you anything for me. You think too highly of my value."

"Baby, are you thinking too much? What else do you think I'm missing?"

Ye Wanfeng's whole body was chilled by her baby cry. It wasn't because her voice gave me goosebumps, it was because her voice contained a kind of morbidity and possessiveness that made him feel sick in his heart.

He just hoped that this perverted sister wouldn't be like Lin Qingying, who would whip him with a whip at every turn. With his small body, he would probably belch on the spot after being whipped.

"Baby, can we have something to eat? I cooked porridge for you. It's delicious."

"Don't drink it. Take it away. I don't want to drink your stuff. You'd better let me go, otherwise I won't let you go."

"Huh? What did I just hear? My baby told me not to let me go. Is that what he said?"

"Do you think you have the ability to beat me, or do you think you have the ability to escape from my hands? Or do you think you have the ability to resist until I let you go?"

Ye Wanfeng listened to her speaking these words in a leisurely manner. For some reason, he couldn't help but be afraid of her.

Lin Qingwu is not like Lin Qingying. Lin Qingying will show his anger on his face and then yell and hit him. But Lin Qingwu is obviously not the same. She is obviously very angry with these words, but she does not get angry or hit him. , she is scarier than her sister

People who can hide their emotions often use more terrifying methods

Ye Wanfeng thought to himself: 'She's not going to stew me, let me go. Why should I mess with her if she's already dead? Her being so gentle makes me even more hairy, so I might as well yell out loud.'

"I'm asking you, baby, why don't you say anything anymore? Or do you want to just stay silent for the rest of your life?"

Ye Wanfeng was frightened by her words and trembled suddenly. Lin Qingwu clearly felt that he was scared, but she felt the tremor herself.

"Is the baby scared? I feel the baby is shaking. Don't tell me that you are shaking from the cold."

Ye Wanfeng plucked up the courage to yell at her: "Fuck you, uncle, who do you think you are to make me scared? I almost died myself and I'm not afraid of you? The most you can do is kill me. Anyway, I won’t live long, it doesn’t make any difference if I die early or later.”

"Hahahahahahahaha, okay, okay. My baby is really different from other boys. I just don't know if he will be so arrogant later."

When Ye Wanfeng heard her tone turning sickly, he knew that she could no longer suppress her anger and was about to go crazy.

His body's instinct also made him even more frightened. He could not stop trembling, as if he had fallen into an ice cave. It was bone-chilling cold.

"Since I'm not hungry and don't want to eat, let's not eat. Let's let the baby play some exciting and interesting games to help my baby digest it."

After saying that, Lin Qingwu directly carried Ye Wanfeng on her shoulders.

How could he go with her? He struggled desperately, but unfortunately, no matter how hard he struggled, his thin and weak body still couldn't shake a woman.

"Baby, stop making such a fuss and save some strength for later."

I carried him to the basement. There was a small room next to it, which was a cold storage. It was full of ice. This was originally where the wine was stored. 'Since he is not good, let him play here.'

Lin Qingwu untied his hands. Before Ye Wanfeng could recover from the soreness, she hung her hands up again. His hands were raised above his head by cotton ropes and hung on the structure above.

Lin Qingwu pulled up the rope, letting the boy's feet hang in the air, and then put ice cubes under his feet for him to step on.

‘Hiss~ It’s so cold.’ The biting cold irritated his little feet. His feet, which were not wearing socks, were so cold that they were so cold. He stepped on the ice with his bare feet. She could really think of such a torture method.

"Baby, save some strength and remember not to yell. Yelling in a cold place can cause hypoxia and headaches. Remember this."

"Look at how much I care for you. Even if I'm afraid you'll be tired, I'll step on things for you. I'm really a person who pays attention to details, hahahahaha."

"I love your dad, you pervert. If you can, don't let me go." Ye Wanfeng shouted at her.

In an instant, he felt a lack of oxygen and wheezed, "What's going on? I feel dizzy and can't breathe."

"I told you not to shout in cold places, you'll get dizzy due to lack of oxygen. Do you believe me now?"

"Save your strength and conserve your energy, otherwise you will faint and freeze to death inside."

"Oh, there's one more thing. Remember to beg for mercy if you can't bear it any longer. I can hear you."

"I'm looking forward to your begging for mercy."