After the divorce, I became a god that my ex-wife couldn’t reach.

The skirt slowly slid down, and Pi Yangyang's eyes revealed a look of horror.

Under this woman's glamorous appearance, her body, which should have been exquisite, was so shocking.

On Luo Lu's skin, there were hideous scars, criss-crossing each other, old and new overlapping.

No matter whether it is the waist, abdomen or thighs, they are all covered with terrible scars, like centipedes, hideous and terrifying.

It can be seen from several lines that it was newly added not long ago.

However, Mrs. Mei did not show the slightest pain. She licked her red lips with her tongue, gently held Pi Yangyang's hand with one hand, her eyes were as charming as silk, and her breath was as blue as blue.

She let her skirt fall to the ground, took Pi Yangyang's hand, and walked slowly towards the dragon and phoenix bed.

"Come on...see if you can cure my disease..."

The voice is soft and full of charm.

As if possessed by a demon, Pi Yangyang followed her to the bed.

The moment she turned around, Pi Yangyang's brows jumped suddenly.

A woman's back is even more scary.

Several scars are even turned over. Although they have healed, the turned scarlet muscles make people shudder.

Pi Yangyang really couldn't understand why a rich and powerful Mrs. Mei had so many scars on her body.

What has this woman been through?

While he was thinking, he was already held by Mrs. Mei's hand and came to the bedside.

Pi Yangyang was suddenly startled, came back to his senses, and glanced at this antique dragon and phoenix bed.

When he saw several items hanging on the bedside, his eyes immediately froze.

These items are all kinds of whips, some thick and some thin.

While he was in shock, Mrs. Mei suddenly turned around, took off the thickest whip, handed it to Pi Yangyang, and said in a charming voice: "Come on, let's start..."

Pi Yangyang subconsciously took it, and then saw her lying on the bed, turning her head to look at him with a look of enjoyment.

She looked like she was waiting for Pi Yangyang to give her a good beating.

But of course Pi Yangyang couldn't whip her.

Because she is indeed sick, and the illness is not serious.

This woman, in the eyes of others, is majestic and majestic, making many people envious. Many women even target her and want to live a luxurious life like her.

However, who knew that she would have such a hobby?

Pi Yangyang threw away the leather whip in his hand, quickly opened the needle bag and took out a gold needle.

Before Mrs. Mei could react, his wrist sank, and the golden needle pierced the center of her back.

She immediately went limp and fell completely on the bed.

"what are you doing?"

Mrs. Mei was not frightened, but looked excited, as if she would enjoy great things next.

Pi Yangyang's eyes were fixed, and the golden needles in his hand were pierced one after another. Soon, seven golden needles were pierced in a row along her back.

The true energy is concentrated in the palm of the hand, and with a sweep of the backhand, the golden needle trembles.

Immediately, he gently rubbed his hands a few times and suddenly patted it down.

"Clap clap clap..."

There was a sudden sound, like a storm.

In the blink of an eye, Mrs. Mei's back and lower back were all crimson from being slapped.

There were traces of bright red blood dripping from all the pores, which was shocking to the eyes.

Pi Yangyang's palms were also bright red...

"Um……"

Mrs. Mei hummed, her eyes were blurred, and she looked like she was enjoying herself.

"Comfortable... faster... harder..."

She even shouted loudly, and her voice spread out from the attic, and even Xiao Yun, who was sitting by the flower bed below, could hear her clearly.

He couldn't help but look up at the attic window in astonishment, and secretly exclaimed: Is this big brother... so fierce?

The two servants guarding the door and the bodyguard downstairs looked normal, as if they had been used to this kind of scene.

Pi Yangyang's true energy circulated, and his palms flew and flapped continuously.

Soon he also felt hot and sweaty.

It took a full ten minutes for Pi Yangyang to stop.

He went to the bathroom in the room to wash his hands first, then returned to the bed, took out the seven gold needles, and wiped the sweat from his face.

Mrs. Mei snorted lazily, as if she still had something to say.

She turned her head and glanced at Pi Yangyang, then slowly sat up.

At this time, the blush on her face was even more like the sunset. However, the passion and charm in her eyes had disappeared.

Pi Yangyang picked up the long skirt on the ground and said calmly: "Your illness has been cured, and you won't have to suffer that kind of torture in the future."

Mrs. Mei got up and went to the bathroom in the room.

After a while, Mrs. Mei put on a floral dress and came out.

At this time, she looked dignified, intellectual, and exuded the aura of a lady.

"Are you really a doctor?"

After putting on the skirt, she looked at Pi Yangyang curiously and asked.

Pi Yangyang put away the golden needle and said, "Didn't you verify it just now?"

As he spoke, he walked towards the door.

He felt a little dull staying in the house.

The door to the room opened, and the two servants guarding the door glanced at him curiously, then lowered their heads.

Because Mrs. Mei also walked out.

Xiao Yun raised his head and looked at Pi Yangyang and Mrs. Mei standing by the guardrail on the third floor with a look of shock on his face. He couldn't help but feel a little envious in his heart.

This is a real man!

"How did you know I was sick?"

Mrs. Mei waved her hand and asked the two servants to go downstairs first, and then asked softly.

Pi Yangyang said: "I am a doctor, and it is my basic ability to listen, listen, ask and understand. If I can't even tell your illness, how can I be considered a qualified doctor?"

"Then...do you know what disease I have?"

Mrs. Mei's eyes flickered and she asked in surprise.

"You have two diseases combined into one disease. One of them is pain addiction, and the other... is sex addiction... Speaking of it, it can actually be said to be one kind, that is masochism. .”

Pi Yangyang thought for a while and replied.

Mrs. Mei suddenly sighed softly and said sadly: "Several times, I wanted to jump from here, and it would be over..."

Pi Yangyang suddenly asked: "But your disease is not congenital, but man-made."

A trace of resentment suddenly flashed across Mrs. Mei's eyes, she gritted her teeth gently, nodded and said, "Yes."

Pi Yangyang said calmly: "Can you tell me?"

Mrs. Mei did not answer immediately, but looked up into the distance, her expression clearly showing deep resentment.

"You really don't know who I am?"

After half a minute, Mrs. Mei suddenly turned her head and asked curiously.

Pi Yangyang shook his head, "I don't know."

"I used to be a dancer. When I was eighteen years old, a director took a fancy to me and asked me to play the female lead in his crew. I thought at the time that my luck had come. But when I went to the crew, I realized that they That’s the kind of film we make…”

Mrs. Mei spoke slowly, lost in memories.

It's just that this memory is not good for her, and even a bit scary.

Therefore, when she was telling the story, her expression became very complicated.

Pain, resentment, regret and hatred were intertwined, and even the voice was a little trembling.

"After I found out the truth, I didn't want to act anymore. But I was already controlled by the crew. They handed me over to the sponsor of the show and asked him to persuade me."

The resentment on her face was especially obvious when she talked about the sponsor.

"The sponsor first promised me a generous salary, and promised me that I would only do this one film, and would package me up to act in more movies, TV series... I was not moved, but felt scared. I wanted to leave, but he put a box of money in front of me..."

Hearing this, Pi Yangyang shook his head slightly.

Such temptation is indeed difficult for a girl who has just turned eighteen to resist.

"I was not moved and insisted on leaving. The sponsor said that he admired me very much and respected my choice and would not force me. Then he said a lot of nice things, saying that it was easy to get together and stay together until we were destined, etc., so that I could Have a drink with him and then let me go..."

Pi Yangyang's heart sank and he asked subconsciously: "Did you drink?"

Mrs. Mei's face was twisted, her teeth clenched, and the fire of resentment rose deep in her eyes.

"This glass of wine has completely ruined my life..."