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"Bitch."

This was the first sentence I heard when I opened my eyes.

My head was just picked up from the water. I felt that my throat and nasal cavity were full of water. I could only pant hard, and I had no time to care about who was talking.

But my hair was suddenly grabbed by someone, and I was forced to raise my head, and found that the man in front of me seemed to have been seen somewhere—he was dressed in a foreign land, with long black hair, and a large area of ​​dark skin was exposed , showing off her muscular chest and abdomen without hesitation, her golden pupils seemed to be burning with flames, she was wearing a gold bracelet, which jingled when she raised her hand, and there was a gorgeous peacock feather tassel around her neck.

This kind of attire really seemed a bit exaggerated, but it was forcibly suppressed by his appearance.

I was a little confused looking at this man who abused me, and then looked at myself. I didn't seem to be wearing anything, and I was still tied... So, did I wear it again or something?Am I not taking an exam?

But I couldn't help but think about it, he pulled my chin and began to violently pry open my teeth. I only felt something coldly drawn into my mouth, and then I swallowed it subconsciously.

"Um!"

I couldn't make a sound, I wanted to struggle, but my hands were firmly cuffed.

I just had to bear with him touching me and breathing on my face.

"The High Priest will not let a sinful soul escape."

The man gasped, "A lowly slave like this is not eligible to be sent directly to the bishop...I have to inspect the goods for him in advance."

And I finally remembered who he was after staring at this face for a long time.Isn't that briquettes?Why are he and I here?

Am I dreaming?Speaking of which, dreaming doesn’t hurt, why don’t I try biting my own tongue?

So I really tried it-I'm stupid, it really doesn't hurt?

I couldn't believe it, but I obviously used all my strength, but I still didn't feel any pain. Instead, I felt the smell of blood spreading from my mouth... I opened my mouth to lick the blood flowing from my mouth, but the man who looked like coal balls suddenly became vicious It stuck my jaw again.

"You want to die?!"

He looked angry and his voice was dark.

"You just-hate me? Think I'm dirty?!"

After he finished speaking, he was so angry that he seemed to be going crazy, and suddenly he pulled out a short knife and stabbed it towards me. I was startled instinctively, but then I found that the knife had disappeared into the shackles that locked my hands.The chain broke, and I fell forward uncontrollably, but was hugged by the man.

"Very well, since you want to die, then I will fulfill you, and I will make your life worse than death."

I quickly denied that I did not seek death.

"I didn't, I just accidentally bit my tongue."

But obviously he didn't believe my words, he picked me up roughly, and walked towards the big bed.Only then did I realize that I was not imprisoned in some kind of dungeon, but in a tent covered with animal skins. The surrounding light was dim because it was already late at night, and those faint lights were all torches.

I was dumbfounded.

What kind of world line am I wearing? !

But I couldn't escape, because my hands and feet were still chained, but the chain that fixed me to the post was broken.

I felt like I was touching the double sky of fire and ice.A man's chest is hot, but his chains are cold.

He looked at me, with a sneer on the corner of his mouth, then put me on the couch, and sat on the bed with his legs wide open.

As far as the fabric on his waist, I can see everything that shouldn't be seen... I'm going to have the eye of a needle, help!

"Sit up."

The man raised his hands to support his head, and ordered coldly.

I looked down at myself again.

...the fabric on me seems to be worse.

Of course I don't want to, who would do such a thing, but this person has refused to listen to me from just now to now, and feels that he has nothing to do with that stupid fox in my family.

Seeing that I refused to move, the man suddenly raised his hand and moved his fingers at me, so I felt an irresistible force pushing me, and I knelt down on him with a plop.

I can't feel pain.But that doesn't mean I don't feel it.

I sat on top of him.

I felt extremely embarrassed, and struggled to think about it, but my body trembled uncontrollably.

"Ball... you, what the hell are you trying to do? What the hell kind of place is this?"

Even though I knew the man in front of me was not, I still couldn't help questioning him.The great shame has left me unable to think of anything else.

"Whose name are you calling?"

He continued to sneer, remained motionless, but still tortured me frantically.

"You must remember my name! My name is Wende, it's Wende!"

"Have you ever slept with another man? You still can't forget him, can you? Briquette? What a stupid name, I'll remember it and kill him!"

He suddenly bent up like a beast and grabbed my hand, roaring at a fast speed.After speaking, he looked at me proudly, as if he was expecting me to show a broken look.

And after hearing these words, I looked at him in shock, and held back a sentence for a long time:

"You really want to kill him, but it's not impossible..."

Is the name briquette so ugly?I can't figure it out!

The author says:

It’s a flashback. Since I want to do something, it’s exciting first […… I went in [Ball: I’m a fucking shark, I’ll send a few (dish｜)」