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Cheng Anya gritted her teeth tightly, almost wanting to break her silver teeth. Her side-parted face was full of fortitude, her eyes were calm and forbearing, her usually soft facial lines looked very three-dimensional, and her delicate skin felt a little cool in the gentle sea breeze. .

More humiliation.

The scorching sun, which was obviously much higher than the human body temperature, made her feel cold. Cheng Anya's fingers almost pierced into the sand, and her nails were filled with sand, which sharply reminded her of the humiliation she felt at this moment.

"Such a strong temper." Louis smiled strangely, his slender fingers lingering on Cheng Anya's delicate collarbone. His emerald green eyes had a dark color and crazy desires. The melancholy prince's appearance instantly changed. , in the blink of an eye, like a beast in heat ready to go.

There is no one on the empty beach, with blue sky and white clouds, blue sea and white sand. It is a vast expanse. Human existence here seems very small, like a grain of sand between heaven and earth, insignificant.

Lewis is not a person who deliberately makes people happy. Like Mr. Ye, he likes and enjoys the process of dragging people to hell, the process of extreme torture.

This will give him a certain degree of psychological satisfaction.

Fingers that did not belong to her wandered around the body, and the target was Louis again. Cheng Anya couldn't help but tremble, a dull pain and fear spread in her heart, and the skin of her fingers pierced the ground through the white sand.

Achen... Achen... She stiffened and called Ye Chen helplessly in her heart, over and over again. Only in this way could she endure Lewis's humiliation, and she could suppress the anger and grievances welling up in her heart. She Only then can I suppress the tears in my eyes.

Cheng Anya has always believed in relying on others rather than relying on oneself. No matter what the situation, only self-rescue can save herself. But there is nothing she can do to save herself. Now she is particularly eager for her prince to ride a white horse and hold a sword. , rescued her from Louis, and protected her from the pain of bumps and shocks of humiliation.

But she also understood deeply that this was a luxury wish. No one would come, and she would have to endure everything Louis did to her alone...

Louis pinched Cheng Anya's chin and forced Cheng Anya to turn her head. The woman's originally bright eyes were fierce. They say that one can see her soul through her eyes, and Cheng Anya's eyes were like that.

When she smiles, it gives people the illusion of brightness, and at the same time, it makes people think that she has a hidden intelligence. When she is tough, she is not inferior to any man, and she has a straightness that no one can bend.

This temperament suits him very well.

"Your temperament is similar to that of Ye San, no wonder I fall in love with you." Louis chuckled, raised the corners of his lips ambiguously, and quickly leaned down, placing his hands on Cheng Anya's sides, his emerald green eyes flashed a trace Dark color, "I wonder how you taste? I can't wait to have a taste."

He didn't move in a hurry, just smiled, his hot breath blowing between Cheng Anya's breath, disturbing her calm mood, and using his physical advantage to trap her tightly between the beach and his chest.

Cheng Anya was not a timid person, but her fear deepened due to his approach. When she was frightened, her eyes became hard and steady, without showing it at all, but her hands that could not help but tremble betrayed her composure.

Who was Louis? He could see her disguise at a glance. His slender fingers went down her delicate butterfly bones and drew circles on her soft white chest, deliberately torturing her psychologically.

"Are you afraid? Anya, show your courage. You are too weak to withstand my methods." Louis' tone was warning, sarcastic, and even more provocative, "The women that Third Young Master Ye has slept with, I Furthermore, although it is a loss of status, for Anya’s sake, I can accept it reluctantly.”

A kiss, as light as a butterfly wing, fell on her neck. Cheng Anya's whole body tensed up, and the skin that was in contact with him seemed to be hit by a piece of ice. It was so cold that it penetrated the skin to the bottom of her heart, and even her heart was almost frozen.

She seemed to see an emerald green snake crawling across her neck, ready to bite her neck at any time.

Cheng Anya was forced to the edge of humiliation and life and death by Louis, and almost collapsed. She tasted the taste of blood in her lips, and Cheng Anya bit her lip due to her extreme endurance.

She was not afraid of physical torture, but was extremely afraid of Louis' psychological and neurological oppression.

For example, if a person knows that she is going to die and there is a cliff in front of her, she would rather jump off and be shattered to pieces than to be forced to linger on the edge of the cliff. Then he told her that there was a greater and more painful torture waiting for her below the cliff, and told her how many things she loved in the world. This is a kind of psychological oppression.

He forces you to know your death, but doesn't let you die happily.

If she had a knife now, she would not hesitate to stab Lewis's chest hard, let the blood spill all over her face, and would rather bear the sin of a human life.

But she can do nothing now. She can only suffer from his oppression, fear, fear again... and finally suffer the torture of death.

Louis, you are so cruel!

"Isn't it just rape? Louis, if you have the ability, go ahead and don't keep nagging." Cheng Anya said coldly. The matter was already at this point. Her gentle begging for mercy would only make his twisted psychology even more abnormal. Since you can't escape, choose to face it.

"It seems that Miss Cheng is very used to being raped." Louis smiled ambiguously, his lustful eyes swept across her beautiful figure, and joked: "If Mr. Ye knew that his woman was being raped by the woman he hated the most, If you have been to someone, do you think he would shoot you to avoid embarrassment to him?"

"Shut up!" Cheng Anya yelled, and Louis' words stabbed her in the vitals. The softest place in Cheng Anya's heart was stabbed with blood by him. At this time, it was unimaginable to mention that Third Young Master Ye tortured her.

Louis is the person he hates the most!

In today's society, it is common for a woman to have had many men before marrying a man, and may not leave her most precious first time to her husband. Some people also say that a man who loves a woman deeply will not care whether she is the only man. Yes, this is the case now, but how can this be compared with her situation?

Although it is impossible to guess what he did back then, due to his hobbies and perversion, the physical and mental torture he caused to Ye Sanshao has been causing Ye Sanshao's psychological shadow for more than ten years. Even after seventeen years, one day When I heard his name, I felt like I was crazy.

If she was insulted by Louis, how would Achen view her in the future? not give a damn about? Who are you lying to? If it were someone else, he might not care, but this person was Louis. When he hugged her, he would think that she had been hugged by Louis...

Not only is he torturing him, but he is also torturing her. Louis, this pervert, will be with her forever!

One day, two days, a year or two, maybe they can maintain peace, but in five or ten years, will they eventually become afraid, hate each other, torture each other, or even become strangers?

This was a question Cheng Anya didn't even dare to think about, but Louis dug it out bloody.

For the first time, she met such a vicious person, beyond all her knowledge, why people can be so vicious.

"Afraid?" Louis smiled softly, pinched her round and thin shoulders with his calloused hands, and squeezed hard. The strength of his hand was so strong that he almost crushed Cheng Anya's shoulders.

Cheng Anya screamed, "Ah..."

It hurts... The pain of being crushed by a human being is no less than the piercing pain of a steel knife. Cheng Anya's face turned pale, and there were bursts of cold sweat on her forehead. The sweat was salty and stained her wounds, which stung...

Louis smiled like a devil, turned his wrist, and increased the intensity. Cheng Anya screamed again and bit her lip harder. Waves of blood gushed out and slid down the corners of her lips. Her slender body was in severe pain. , trembling...

Cheng Anya was so dizzy from the pain that she could almost hear the sound of bones breaking. If she fell into Lewis's hands, she would not only suffer psychological torture, but also physical torture. Thinking of her perverted sex, sex, and abuse, Cheng Anya's panic intensified.

This seems to be a prelude.

Greater pain lies ahead, what should we do? Who can help her? Cheng Anya, who always saves herself, prays to God to save her. If there is a god, she would rather the God of Thunder strikes Louis to death.

When people are in extreme pain and despair, they have no way to save themselves. They can only believe in gods that they have never believed in. At least, this is a kind of spiritual sustenance and good wishes, which can give them the courage to face the next pain and be brave. bear.

Stay alive.

Cheng Anya was in so much pain that she wanted to cry, shout, and yell to vent her severe pain, but in the end she could only scream and ravage her lips again, tasting her own blood.

I don't cry...can't cry...

"You're so stubborn!" Louis smiled, clasping his fingers together and clasping her neck, "What qualifications do you think you have to shut me up now? Have you seen the camera there?"

Lewis pointed at the camera not far away, and he smiled, with a bit of pleasure, "I fell in love with you right here, and then sent the film to Mr. Ye for viewing, so that he could see how his woman was doing with me. I groaned, what do you think of this idea?"

The cold breath brushed her ears, and Cheng Anya turned her head in horror. Sure enough, she saw a camera installed not far away, and she could see a little red light from a distance. Cheng Anya couldn't help but show fear.

Undisguised fear!

"Don't... get away... ah..." She wanted to escape, but Louis pinched her neck hard, tightened her fingers, and exerted force. Cheng Anya was forced to lift half of her body, and she suddenly had difficulty breathing...

Because her throat was pinched, she couldn't help but let go of her teeth. Blood overflowed from the corners of her lips. Slowly, it stained her chin red and stayed at her neck. A strange red flower blossomed on her upper body.

The air under her breath became thinner and she ran without a trace. She didn't want to die, she didn't want to die... Because of difficulty breathing and a painful blank in one side of her mind, Cheng Anya tried to pry Lewis's fingers away, but in vain.

Her shoulders were in severe pain, her arms were weak, and her whole body was sore. She had no ability to fight back.

The pale face gradually became lifeless, the consciousness gradually faded away, and the blue sky and white clouds gradually turned into a ball of black... Will Louis really strangle her to death? No, he would only torture her and not let her die so easily.

Cheng Anya knew this, but for a moment she wished that he would be stronger and crush her throat like this, so that she wouldn't have to be tortured anymore, and she wouldn't have to be humiliated and unable to face Third Master Ye.

But this thought flashed through her mind for just a second. She really didn't want to die...

She has a lover and a son, so she is not willing to go to the cold underworld alone.

Just when she was about to die, Louis threw her away fiercely. Cheng Anya fell on the beach. Her blood-stained body was in sharp contrast with the white beach. The air came back, and Cheng Anya couldn't help but scream desperately. cough……

Because she was lying on the ground, breathing heavily, the fine sand choked her nose and throat. Her nose felt sore, and her throat was rubbed by the sand, which made her hurt. Her eyes stung, and tears rolled down her eyes...

This was a natural reaction, but Cheng Anya couldn't stop bleeding and couldn't control it at all. All those suppressed emotions burst out and she cried...

She can no longer tell whether this is caused by the sand, or whether she just wants to cry...

The coughing continued...but there was a hoarse crying sound.

I feel so uncomfortable...that feeling cannot be expressed in words at all, only a simple feeling...uncomfortable.

Suddenly feeling a huge pulling force, Louis grabbed his wrist and pulled her up from the sand. When he twisted his hand, there was another burst of pain. Cheng Anya bit her lip subconsciously.

Louis seemed happy to see Cheng Anya in such a mess, with blood, tears, sand and wounds on her face. He felt inexplicably excited. His fingertips swept the tears on her eyelashes. Louis smiled like that. The pervert said, "You're crying? Very good. I'm just wondering when you will cry. Cry, cry loudly, maybe I will let you go."

Cheng Anya felt doubly humiliated and gritted her teeth to hold back the feeling of crying, but the sand choked her nose from sobbing and she cried even harder. Louis seemed more excited.

Cheng Anya was suddenly pressed down, and Cheng Anya was shocked. She felt her lower body being pressed against him by his burning heat. The shameful feeling made her try to kick him away with her feet, but he was the first to push him down.

She is not an ignorant girl anymore. She often cuddles with Young Master Ye, and Young Master Ye’s pervert often plays tricks on Young Master Ye. She is so familiar that she couldn’t be more familiar, "Let go..."

She was planning to accept his humiliation, but the camera was pointed at them...

If Third Young Master Ye sees this, he will go crazy, he will go crazy...can't...

Louis leaned over and wanted to kiss her roughly, but Cheng Anya tried to avoid her, refusing to let him touch her lips. She became even more angry in her heart. She hated Louis' aura and couldn't let him succeed.

Louis was furious. He went against the rhythm of the slow torture. He reached out and slapped Cheng Anya on the face. He slapped Cheng Anya twice hard and violently. Cheng Anya's head was filled with stars and she was dizzy for a while. She didn't have time to react. Seeing Louis leaning down, Cheng Anya raised a handful of sand and threw it at Louis. Louis was unprepared for the moment and she succeeded, and let go with a groan.

Having to stop plundering, Cheng Anya pulled up her dress, stood up and wanted to escape, but her feet had no strength at all. Half of her cheeks were red and swollen. She felt severe pain when she pulled it, and her shoulders also hurt. She fell down again after standing halfway, and at this moment she also Regardless of her embarrassment, she wanted to escape even if she crawled...

Even though I knew I couldn't escape, that damn camera...

If you really want to be humiliated, at least Achen won't see it. She doesn't want Lewis to hurt the person she loves most in this way.

Louis wiped the sand off his face and smiled coldly. She thought she could escape like this. It was so ridiculous. How could he let go of someone he wanted to get?

Step by step, he approached Cheng Anya, who was crawling away, grabbed her hair, and punched her twice in the abdomen roughly. The man's strength was so strong that Cheng Anya vomited blood.

Screaming several times, like a dying fish, with no resistance left, Louis roughly pulled apart her dress. Cheng Anya bit her lip and looked at him with wide eyes, tears that could not be shed...

The discomfort of grinding with the sand is over.

When people are in the most despair, they can't even shed a single tear.

Achen, I'm sorry, I've tried my best...

Really tried my best.

Can't escape!

Louis kissed her face and neck crazily, abusing her skin wantonly. Cheng Anya's whole body was numb. Because of the pain and despair, her eyes were wide and empty...

There was no expression at all, and he seemed to be stupid.

"Cry, keep crying..." Louis' eyes were dark and hoarse with a kind of lust. His body covered Cheng Anya, and he roared with anger and madness. Cheng Anya always kept her eyes open. …

Like a puppet...

"Cry, cry for me..." Louis yelled, Cheng Anya's eyes turned, and suddenly she felt something was wrong. Louis' originally burning desire actually softened and was no longer threatening.

Cheng Anya understood something instantly.

Some men have been injured, or have problems with their love affairs, or they may have perverted hobbies and cannot have sex normally. Louis obviously... belongs to the third type.

Her eyes were wide open, not crying...

Don't shed tears. As long as he doesn't shed tears, he can't do anything to her. No wonder he tortured her so slowly just now, and then became so crazy later. It turns out that's not possible...

Cheng Anya wanted to laugh...

But in the next moment, overwhelming fists fell on her body, on her chest, shoulders, lower abdomen... one punch after another was hit extremely hard. Louis even raised his hand and slapped her repeatedly...

"Cry me out!" Louis whispered coldly, and his handsome face suddenly turned into a devil.

You are dreaming!

Cheng Anya sneered in her heart, wanting her to cry again and just dream. She was numb from the pain. Lewis kept beating her and she kept vomiting blood. That kind of severe pain was definitely not something that ordinary people could bear.

But Cheng Anya kept her eyes open and endured the heavy punches that the woman could not bear. He had better be able to beat her to death.

Being strong-willed does not only refer to men.

Lewis beat Cheng Anya like crazy until she lost consciousness, and never saw Cheng Anya shed a tear again.

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