Quick Wear: Pregnant Beauty and Childbirth Plan

The black curtain fell, and Xiu Ran could see in the center, the man's limbs, bound by layers of iron chains. He was naked, facing the bed, with broad shoulders and broad back.

There were four women standing around, their clothes open and unrestrained, unlike a good family.

Xiuran knew that the scenery in front of this man was even more stunning. She didn't dare to look up at all and replied respectfully:

"Fifth Miss, Nanny Yuan, who is responsible for purchasing jade beads, has arrived. Do you want her to come in?"

Wen Ya was wearing short trousers and a light pink jacket, covered with a layer of light pink gauze, lazily nestled on the bedside.

"Bring your things in and go back with Nanny Yuan."

Xiuran understood that this meant not letting Nanny Yuan in.

So she quietly did it.

"Fifth Miss, the beads are all here. I'll take my leave first."

Wen Ya waved her hand, "Let's go, remember to boil the medicine, it will be dumb medicine tonight."

"Yes, I will fry it right away." Xiuran still didn't dare to raise his head.

I could only hear the man's heavy breathing, and see traces of sweat dripping and spreading on the ground.

At this moment, the dim light of the candle hit Huan Yan's face.

The long and thick black eyelashes cast a deep and shallow shadow on the three-dimensional cheek. The scabbed scar on the right cheek can be clearly seen, which strangely highlights the rugged charm of the man.

After that day's affair, when Huan Yan opened his eyes again, he felt extremely painful.

His entire body relied entirely on the wooden stakes behind his back and was suspended and tied by iron chains to maintain an upright posture.

Pipa's bones were penetrated by iron chains and locked tightly, and he could not escape at all.

My whole body was burning, it was the same feeling again.

He knew that after being given medicine again, even cartilage powder, and dumb medicine, his throat could no longer make a sound.

However, no one gave him an antidote, and there was no cure.

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Nowadays, medicines, imprisonment, whipping, disfigurement, muteness, and bone piercing have been implemented.

Ok……

There are only two final steps left.

Wen Ya really felt that the original owner was a wonderful person.

However, for a high-ranking person like Huan Yan, if it were just an ordinary petty fight, it would not be enough to become the most hated person in his heart.

The original owner spent all day in this dungeon, imprisoning Huan Yan, staring at him with big eyes and small eyes, and he was still a male mute, so he found it boring.

So, he hired four prostitutes from Jinzhou City and asked them to take turns to torture Huan Yan during the day and then go back to work in the brothel at night.

Isn’t this the release of human beings and their bad nature!

The people who hate men the most and want to take revenge on men are undoubtedly the brothel prostitutes.

This idea is really ridiculous.

The prostitute is in place, and the last step is the beads in front of her.

Wen Ya picked up the jade beads on the plate and stroked them a few times. Ancient things were indeed good.

When he raised his head and looked at Huan Yan...

The playfulness and eagerness in her eyes was downright creepy.

The last step - branding.

Huan Yan never thought that a woman would frighten him.

He watched her get up from the bed and walk towards him step by step.

When she came to his side, Wen Ya pinched the man's chin with her fingers, forcing him to raise his head and looked at him with contempt. Her tone was particularly cold, so cold that Huan Yan couldn't help but tremble:

"Actually, I don't think you're that good either."

"And..." She suddenly smiled happily and reached out to pat Huan Yan's whipped right cheek:

"I remember, when you were still mute, you scolded me for seeking death!"

"Then I, a person who is seeking death, must do what I should do if I am seeking death."

Wen Ya is getting more and more excited, this world is so happy~

The man could not speak, his eyes were dark, and he no longer had the cold arrogance of the past, as if his pride and temper had been worn away by Wen Ya.

"Hahahaha-"

"A phoenix in distress is not as good as a chicken. Oh, no, you are a tiger in peace and being bullied by a dog. Well...that's not right either, Huan Yan, you are a weak chicken to begin with, not even as good as a dog."

The four prostitutes standing next to her were also amused. They covered their mouths with handkerchiefs and laughed. In the brothel, they were already engaged in providing emotional value to men and selling their flesh.

Suddenly, I was brought here. I thought it was another skinny business, but I didn't expect it to be such a relaxing and torturous job that could vent my resentment.

The four of them couldn't wait to pierce the body of the heroic naked man in front of them with needle holes.

A man, no matter how good-looking he is, is just a dog with his clothes off and does not deserve mercy.

"Fifth Miss, if there are no other instructions, the four of us sisters will leave first."

Wen Ya knew that they had to go to the brothel to work, so she nodded and motioned for them to leave.

After the four prostitutes left, only Wen Ya and Huan Yan were left in the entire space.

From the cabinet, she found the ink that the original owner had prepared a long time ago.

Huan Yan looked at Wen Ya, his face getting paler and paler, his hands hanging weakly on the wooden stakes, even if he couldn't make a sound, Wen Ya could clearly see the words coming out of the man's mouth:

"what are you up to?"

"Huh? What to do?"

"Of course I want to do something interesting~"

Wen Ya's voice was clear and crisp, but to Huan Yan's ears, it was like the voice of an evil ghost demanding life from hell.

He secretly swore in his heart that as long as he survived this disaster, he would crush the woman in front of him to ashes! !

No longer paying attention to the man's reaction, Wen Ya comforted her slowly:

"Don't worry, I will save you some face and won't make you embarrassed~"

Wen Ya took the jade beads in her hand, dipped them in ink, and printed them on Huan Yan one by one. There were sunken grooves on the beads and the word "Ya" was engraved on them.

The material of this kind of bead intersects with the specific ink, and the printed writing will never fade.

Therefore, this is an ingenious thing created by the original owner.

The first test subject was Huan Yan.

The ancients could not accept dyeing tattoos on the body, and the body and skin were inherited from the parents and could not be destroyed. Wen Ya's move was more insulting to Huan Yan than whipping or beating him.

"Guess what my last name is?"

Huan Yan's eagle eyes were completely empty.

"Well, it's so beautiful~"

"Now, my name is all over your heart."

Finally, following the original owner's actions, Wen Ya printed the word "Ya" all over Huan Yan's chest and back.

Coupled with the whip wounds on Huan Yan's body, he was like the lowest prisoner. Not only did he not have freedom, but he also had marks on his flesh.

"Done!"

"Awesome~ You are the best little male dog, hmm, I love you the most~"

Wen Ya looked at the work in front of her with great satisfaction.

"Huan Yan is just a plaything, little male dog, don't you think so?"

"There are dense marks on this back and chest. Tell me, Huan Yan, from now on... will you have to guard your body like a jade for me?!"

"Aha~ I forgot again, Huan Yan is a poor little mute now~"

"Poor little one, so pitiful~"

Wen Ya patted the man's cheek teasingly, not afraid of the hatred in Huan Yan's eyes.