Divorce!I want to feed you.

Even if his wife is not gentle, but now that he has formed a family, he still wants her to be more dependent on him.Muma is an independent and successful woman. In the environment where modern women also face work pressure, it is not difficult to understand that the pressure will explode if it accumulates for too long.In terms of income, Qiu is also engaged in accounting work, and Muma also has her own investment and financial management plan, so even now, both of them have their own income.According to Muma's words, everyone has the ability to plan themselves, so there is no need to trouble.

Because of this, Qiu Ye's cute idea of ​​handing in her salary card was completely rejected.

Muma, who is financially independent, only has the soul or, emotionally, to rely on herself.At this moment, Muma looked like she was out of control due to pressure. Although Qiuye was still angry, she still gave Muma a priority.

"I'm fine, I'm fine. But you, are you under a lot of pressure? Are you tired? Take it easy..."

Taking advantage of the situation, he put his hands around Muma's back and stroked them gently, trying to comfort his irritable but tired-looking wife.

"Ah... I knew you were the most gentle, and you were right."

Muma rested her chin on the other's shoulder. Although Qiuye heard her sigh, she couldn't see the other's expression at all.At least it sounds like it should have some effect, right?Even if I temporarily lose confidence in my new life because of that unpleasant memory, I have to try my best to forget it, and then get along with Muma well.

"You said that you like me who is gentle, and I will always be gentle with you..."

While stroking Muma's long hair, he patted his back slowly. I don't know if this relaxation method will be useful, but Qiu also thinks to himself that even if it doesn't comfort much, company should always be good.

Thinking like this, feeling Muma's body temperature, Qiu Ye, who thought it could clear up the suspicion, wanted to kiss the other party, but Muma printed a kiss on Qiuye's forehead first.

"Sorry for scaring you, but I have no other choice, sorry..."

Before Qiu Ye could figure out what this sentence meant, Muma got up quickly and pushed Qiu Ye's defenseless body hard, and the other party fell on the bed.

"How come..."

The thing pulled out by the bed reflected the originally dim and soft light in the room, but it was refracted into his eyes, but it was the sting of a sharp sword!A cold iron chain, one end is a collar composed of leather and a slender iron chain, the link between the iron chain and the collar is a circular metal ring with a diameter about the same as the wrist, and the end of the iron chain can be buckled on the wrist or other objects snap-on design.

This is the collar of shame that chained itself like a dog last night!

Qiuya's pupils shrank instantly, and his muscles began to gradually become tense!He doesn't want to, absolutely don't kneel on the ground like that again and let Muma abuse him!

"No, no, no! Don't do this, Muma, I don't want...don't..."

He kept retreating in a panic, but when he retreated to the bedside, he accidentally rolled to the ground. Even though the defense of his limbs was full of flaws, he still tried his best to resist Muma's approach.

He was too frightened, even though his body could bear such a disgusting behavior that made him vomit, his spirit was so vulnerable to being humiliated.He doesn't like being stepped on, doesn't like being abused and insulted, and even less likes his self-esteem being trampled to pieces.That kind of self is like losing the last dignity of human beings, and it is difficult to find yourself when you degenerate to that level.So, he doesn't want to!

"Don't worry, I won't use too much force, it only takes half an hour, as long as... Qiuya! You love me, right? Haha? You like me, right! Don't resist, don't avoid, okay? Nah?!"

Muma's almost crazy eyes, the dazzling and dazzling eyes infected by some special desire made people afraid, and the approaching body bypassed the double bed, walking step by step like a god of death, which made Qiu also feel desperate.

"I don't want... woo... Muma! What do you think of me as yours!"

The original wife's pretty face has been distorted to a bit ugly, her hands are clasped around her head and she keeps shaking her head and stepping back, but her back has already touched the wall, and her feet are kicking meaninglessly as if her life is under a huge threat.

"This?"

Muma, who was approaching, suddenly stopped.She looked at Qiu Ye puzzled, as if she didn't understand why she asked such a question.

"What do I take you for? You are my husband, otherwise what else should I take?"

His eyes are still the Muma that Qiu Ye is familiar with, and his expression is also familiar to him, but at this moment his wife's behavior seems to be forcing him to fall off a cliff.The infinite fear that engulfed him did not diminish during the struggle, but instead tried to climb up Qiuye's neck all the time, suffocating as if his lungs were being emptied.

"Is this the reason why I have to suffer this kind of treatment?! Is marriage the original sin? What mistake did I make!"

I can't see it again, I don't want to see it anymore, Qiu also has no self-knowledge, he just wants to escape from this room and escape from this persecution.He doesn't want iron chains, he doesn't want to be trampled under his feet, and what makes him even more unacceptable is that the person who wants to do this is his wife, Muma, who walked into the marriage hall arm in arm with him.

"...Don't...! Please, Muma, don't treat me like this...uh...I don't like it, I don't like it...don't want that..."

"Let me go, let me go..."

"It's terrible...it's terrible, Muma..."

There was only broken resistance left in the mouth, and cold limbs curled up and trembling.The atmosphere was so thick that it was about to freeze, and Qiu also felt that he was showing despair from the inside out.

"Don't be like this, okay? Muma, I don't want to..."

"Akiya, can you help me? I beg you! Only in this way can I feel more comfortable, and I will be very gentle. If you don't like it, I will change to other tools. Hey, hey, Qiuya, do you like it? , which one do you like? Let’s not use soft whips, shall we?”

Muma stared at the trembling man in front of her with almost crazy eyes, trying to persuade Qiu Ye in a negotiating tone.The pressure and distorted emotions she had nowhere to release urgently needed an outlet.

"I don't want to... I don't like it, I hate this, it's disgusting..."

"Just think of it as saving me, Qiu Ye. I won't treat you too much for just half an hour! You have to trust me! As my husband, aren't you willing to pay for me?"

"No, no, no...but I really don't want to..."

"Have pity on me, huh? I'm dying, Shuya—"

As if begging herself hard, Muma's voice was also trembling, and it was hard to associate her bracing appearance with a person who stomped on her with her toes high and high, but the two happened to be the same person.

Hugging her own head and shedding tears, Shuya began to hate herself besides being filled with sadness.He can't beat women, because his family has never had such a bad habit since he was a child.Recalling that Muma shot herself twice, whether it was dragging herself from the bed to the ground, or pushing herself down with her hand, if she resisted, she might not have a good chance of winning.

again?My dignity as a man will be thrown into the sewer, and my final self-esteem as a human will also be pushed into the gears and crushed ruthlessly, and I can't find it in the end.How can this kind of life continue...

The top of his head gradually darkened, and it was Muma standing beside him bent over.The lock on the neck was finally fastened, and Muma, who was holding the chain, deliberately grabbed the other end.The cold and piercing voice was very unpleasant, and I wanted to cover my ears, but it was impossible to avoid it.Sound can be transmitted to the ear through physical contact, and it passes through the brain first, which cannot be blocked at all.

Whether she was dragged by Muma to the window, covered her eyes, or was handcuffed and trampled under her feet again, Qiu Ye seemed to give up and didn't give any response.He wasn't as surprised as last night, nor was he flustered just now, he just bit his lip secretly, and gradually lost consciousness after enduring the beatings and endless abuse.That seemingly quiet and shrewd strong woman, Muma, used a malicious and perverted way to destroy the will of her newlywed husband Qiu Ye where no one else could see.

Muma did what she said, and after half an hour, she untied her hands, feet and neck. Muma packed everything carefully, and when she turned around to help Qiuye, her hand was suddenly "slapped" away by Qiuye. .

"Have a rest? It's late."

The tired voice was full of laziness. Muma didn't force Qiuye, but just squatted aside, looking at the man who was lying on the ground and refused to get up.

Shuya thought it was a dream, or a continuation of the previous nightmare.Just now, in Muma's mouth, he was said to be inferior to pigs and dogs, and he was belittled to nothing, and he was pulled back to the world in an instant.But the self who has lost all dignity, even if he stands up again, he can't really regain the self-esteem that he should have as a human being.In this living hell, it seemed that he had no other choice but to divorce.

While putting on the clothes and pants that Muma had ripped off, he lowered his head and pondered dully.At this moment, the strange way of thinking and strange tingling in the brain are not often seen. While clearly reminding Qiuya of the feeling of being abused on the skin, he tried hard to suppress the feeling that made Qiuya endlessly nauseous. immune impulse.

"Well,……!"

It's the kind of nausea that is about to come out again!

Since childhood, Qiu Ye has always been a self-controlled person. He is very strict with his diet and never eats too much.As for wine, he tried not to drink it as much as possible.Even the colleagues who work together know that he can't drink too much, so they don't deliberately force him.To put it in a less rigorous way, Shuya hardly ever got drunk.All he did was because he hated the feeling of throwing up.

The food constantly surging upwards in the stomach is wrapped in gastric acid. When the body sends out a signal to vomit, cold sweat will break out all over the body, and the mouth will suddenly secrete excessive saliva due to stimulation.The moment the throat was opened, food residues poured out, and tears would run wildly along with it. The vomit mixed with a strong smell and tears dripped into the toilet together, and the vomiting behavior that occupied the throat also made the lungs unable to breathe. Breathe in air normally.The behavior of vomiting can be said to be the most unbearable for Qiu Ye.

The acid that burns the throat, the corrosiveness makes it impossible to ignore for a short time.And the person who vomited always has a unique smell.Every time Qiu Ye smelled it emanating from other people, it would also irritate herself, and there was nothing she could do except to run away.

But there was no way, the mental oppression and sadistic behavior made her nerves unbearable, besides vomiting, Qiu didn't know how to get rid of this terrible feeling.Even if he emptied his stomach, there was nothing he could do to Muma, nor to himself.

Qiu also had a nightmare all night and never woke up.