Doomsday is not allowed to fall in love gl

She suddenly realized that Yan Shanrou was no longer the upright police officer she was ten years ago.She thought of her eight-year-old self. That year, she secretly broke into her father's laboratory.

What a scene of hell it was, it made her tremble, and she didn't even have the strength to cry, until her father returned more than an hour later, and her eyes finally left that horrible place.

Now her mood is the same as back then, no, it is even greater than the fear back then!I forgot how many years ago I didn't experience such a great fear, but now she is so scared that she doesn't even have the strength to call for help.

No, this is the interrogation room, even if you shout, you can't hear it from outside.Finally, Ruo Huan hated her impatience, which caused her to appear in front of Yan Shanrou without a weapon. After 20 years, she was already an adult, but all she could do was stare at Yan Shanrou eagerly.

Finally, Ruohuan was angry with herself, but there was nothing she could do.

Yan Shanrou took all her emotions into her eyes, "How about it, have you figured it out?" While speaking, she took another breath of the air in front of her eyes, making the atmosphere even more terrifying.That kind of closeness caused Zhong Ruohuan to strongly resist, and suddenly pushed Yan Shanrou away in front of him, and even fled.

"Give me a good education on this monster!" This was the last sentence Yan Shanrou heard before closing the door. Immediately afterwards, the door closed, as if cutting off the space between the two of them.

The fear and loathing in those eyes made Yan Shanrou feel a little hurt, and it wasn't until her mind was full of You Shilian that the terrifying face softened.

Yan Shanrou was beaten.

The prop is a whip dipped in chili water.

The originally dry skin was bloody and bloody from the beating, but Yan Shanrou didn't make a single sound. Even though, because of the curse, her pain would increase ten times, but she was stubborn and still kept silent...

Yan Shanrou, who seemed to be dead, was thrown back into the dungeon again, all the strength in Yan Shanrou's body was drained, and the injured area was scalding with heat, almost causing Yan Shanrou to faint.But she didn't. She just stared at the monitor that was looking at her. She knew that according to the character of that woman, Zhong Ruohuan, she would definitely appreciate her miserable state of being tortured.

No.20 The meal is coming soon, which also proves that during the ten days that Yan Shanrou spent in this dungeon, men and women were mixed together due to the dismantling of the walls. Compared with before, they are more united and will stay together Resisting the imperial army coming here to catch women and play.

When midnight came, Xiaohua sneaked up to Yan Shanrou's side again, helping her tidy up her clothes and cover her with the quilt.

Yan Shanrou felt that the pain faded away due to numbness, but the scar in her heart could not be healed. She felt wronged, even though she was a weather-beaten woman, she still had a human feeling. Seeing Xiaohua has been taking care of Le Zhaodi since his death. Looking at myself, I couldn't help asking: "Don't you feel sick?"

Xiaohua didn't seem to expect that Yan Shanrou would ask herself, pointing to the people outside, "Well, it's better than those beasts."

Yan Shanrou wanted to laugh when she heard that, but the pain made her gasp, so she had to be serious, but she felt much better in her heart.

Xiaohua smiled brighter, but wanted to see something through Yan Shanrou, "I just like being with you...it feels like seeing my dead mother..."

Yan Shanrou felt sore when she heard that, the last time Xiaohua's mother's death had nothing to do with her, "I'm sorry," speaking of it, since that time, she has never apologized properly.

Xiaohua lowered her head, trying to withdraw the tears that immediately overflowed her eyes, but the tears slowly flowed down her eyes, along her cheeks, and dripped onto Yan Shanrou's dry body.

The water droplets fell, shaking Yan Shanrou's numb body from the pain. She struggled to restrain her pain, but the voice still came out of her mouth.

She was in so much pain, it hurt like hell.

Xiaohua panicked when she saw it, she reached out and wiped Yan Shanrou's arm with her clothes.

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The skin rubbed against the cloth, making a slight sound.Taking a closer look, the skin was wiped by the clothes, and the whole piece of skin was lifted off. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry..." Xiaohua panicked even more, she thought she was too strong, and even tore off Yan Shanrou's skin.

Yan Shanrou felt a little pain, but seeing Xiaohua's overly frightened look, she waved her hands indifferently, "It's...it's okay, after all, this skin is already like this."

But Xiaohua still desperately wanted to stick the skin back, but when she leaned over to look, she was stunned, "Little monster, you used to be a race?"

Be careful with every word, for fear of offending Yan Shanrou.Yan Shanrou was speechless, even in this state, she is still a human being.But thinking that Xiaohua's mood was not very stable, Yan Shanrou didn't complain, and uttered a weak syllable, which was a vague answer.

Seemingly affirmed by Yan Shanrou, she slowly raised her head, swallowed, and said uncertainly, "You've shed your skin."

Yan Shanrou was taken aback for a moment, and immediately found it funny, she was not an animal like Lao Wang, how could she shed her skin.Thinking in her heart, she raised her arm and observed the skin on her arm with her eyes.

I don't know when, under the dry skin, a brand new skin grew out. Yan Shanrou tore it off with her hands. Although it hurt a bit, the skin wrapped inside was indeed real skin, fairer and softer than before. Much better.

That layer of molted skin was a full centimeter thick, Yan Shanrou pinched it in her hand, it was as rough as tree bark, and then she put it back on her hand, letting the little flower next to her pinch her, it was a pleasant surprise Surprisingly, only the place where the molted skin was torn off did not feel pain, while the pain in other places was doubled.This discovery gave Yan Shanrou a little hope. She whispered her thoughts into Xiaohua's ear, hoping that Xiaohua could help her completely remove the molted skin on her arm.

Xiaohua agreed, and in order to avoid the monitor, the two chose an ambiguous sitting posture. From that angle, it seemed that something terrible was happening between the two of them.Yan Shanrou endured the pain, her back was already wet with sweat, but she was so eager to return to her original appearance, so she let Xiaohua continue.The pain became more and more obvious, but there was an indescribable comfortable feeling after it was relieved.