False love of rich sadomasochism

Chapter 4 Compulsion
No one wants to mess with a raging lion. For the sexy girls in the bar, they would rather miss the once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to strike up a conversation than take this job for the seduction that they don't know if they will succeed.

The crowd gradually dispersed, but the bar owner did not dare to neglect this distinguished guest, took out the red wine from his collection, and offered it as a flattery.

Yan Anxun frowned tightly, and poured himself one cup after another. He seemed unable to taste the bitterness of alcohol. In his mind, the frail but stubborn face in the garden in the afternoon, her tears, her words... He wanted to keep on playing like a series, and only by constantly pouring alcohol could make him feel more comfortable.

He was so drunk that the driver took him back to Yan's villa. It was already very late, everyone fell asleep peacefully, and the villa was a little strangely quiet. The attic he usually dislikes the most.

Under the moonlight, she seemed to be sleeping very soundly, her stubborn little face looked calm and soft without the disguise, but the long eyelashes were still trembling, maybe she had some terrible nightmare?

His limbs were not under his control, he walked to her bed, his fiery fingers gently touched her cold brows, his pink lips murmured in the darkness, intermittently as if he was calling a certain man's name, Yan Anxun's eagle eyes were gloomy Suddenly, he lowered his head and kissed her lips, sucking and licking her carefully.

Although she was in her sleep, Mo Xiaozhu still accurately sensed the other party's invasion. She opened her heavy eyelids, but because of the darkness, she couldn't distinguish the other party's identity. She subconsciously wanted to struggle, but was caught tightly. Pressing her arms tightly, she felt that the pajamas were being roughly torn apart. The feeling of horror made her tremble all over, and tears rolled down her cheeks.

When he kissed her neck, he just tasted the salty tears. He turned the previous crazy plunder into gentleness like a conditioned reflex, and approaching her ear, he whispered calmly: "Don't be afraid, it's me."

"An Xun?" Hearing that familiar voice, she successfully eased her fear, but she soon smelled the pungent smell of alcohol on his body, and continued anxiously: "Have you been drinking? You are drunk and hurt me, you know?"

Since the wedding half a year ago, he has never slept with her. Could it be that he was drunk tonight and mistook the attic for Lin Wanjin's room?Thinking of this, Mo Xiaozhu felt a sense of loss in his heart.

"Don't talk, you stayed in the villa for half a year, isn't it just for tonight, I let your long-awaited wish come true, isn't it right?" As he said, he tore her clothes more quickly, completely Will disregarding such means hurt her wound?

Mo Xiaozhu clenched her teeth tightly. The injury in the afternoon made her unable to move in pain. Coupled with his roughness tonight, it made her feel a pain that was about to suffocate. She sobbed and begged: "An Xun, you Be sensible, don't you forget that I still have injuries on my body?"

Fortunately, even though he was very drunk, Yan Anxun was able to maintain his rare rationality. He stopped his movements, but did not sit up from her body, but still maintained the overlapping posture of his body. Under the hazy moonlight, he stared closely at her. She asked angrily: "For Xiao Chen, do you really have no love at all?"

"what?"

Confused by his question, she paused for a moment, but it was this small action that made Yan Anxun go crazy again. He lowered his head, kissed or bit her fair skin, watching her collarbone ooze blood, he Satisfied, he snorted coldly and said, "You are the woman I, Yan Anxun Mingmei, is marrying. Even if I don't want it, I will definitely not allow other men to get it!"

"Ah! Anxun, let me go, are you crazy?" Mo Xiaozhu yelled, tears welling up in her eyes again, but this time, Yan Anxun didn't show any pity, on the contrary, it only brought him more unscrupulous harm.

Her hands were fixed on top of her head by him, and she could only feel horrified that the last clothes she was wrapped in were shattered into pieces under his big palms. When he completely possessed her, all her cries seemed to be turned into pieces. His reason for daring to torment her.

I don't know how long the pain lasted?She had already fainted from the torture, but after Yan Anxun was satisfied, he put on his clothes again and left the attic.

Everything seemed to be just a nightmare. If it wasn't for the intense pain in her body constantly reminding her that everything that happened last night was true, she wouldn't want to believe it even if she was killed.

"Miss Mo! How could Mr. Yan treat you like this?" Mary came to deliver breakfast to Mo Xiaozhu as usual, but when she opened the door of the attic, she was shocked by the scene in front of her, especially when she saw her fair body. The scars on it are obviously bitten, which is even more shocking.

However, Mo Xiaozhu signaled Mary to keep her voice down, she wrapped the quilt tightly around her body, and begged tremblingly: "Mary, please don't tell anyone about this, I don't want Aunt Wang and the others to make irresponsible remarks after they know about it."

"Okay, I won't say anything." Mary put down her breakfast and looked at Mo Xiaozhu's wound, which she hugged outside the quilt. She gritted her teeth and said, "If the wound is like this, if it becomes infected, it will be a disaster. Don't worry, Ms. Mo, I I'm going to get you some ointment to rub on."

"No, I'm very tired. I want to take a good rest. I'll talk about applying the medicine later."

Seeing that her intention was very firm, Mary didn't dare to persuade her anymore, so she slowly exited the attic.

Yes, Mo Xiaozhu really wanted to have a good sleep. For her, mental exhaustion was far greater than physical exhaustion. When Yan Anxun tortured her with such brutal methods, her heart was bleeding, but he deliberately turned a blind eye to it.

Countless times, she was rescued by him ten years ago, and she immigrated abroad with her family, and only returned to China on the eve of her marriage. There was no contact between the two, but why did he hate her so much?If I remember correctly, when we met for the first time, his behavior was not friendly, even disgusting. Why is his attitude like this?

Countless doubts gathered in her heart and gradually melted into a bigger question, but Yan Anxun's ruthless attitude towards her was well known in the villa, and the only Aunt Wang who had worked the longest in the villa didn't like her, so she There is no chance to ask anyone to solve the doubts.

At this moment, the attic door was suddenly pushed open again. Ever since what happened last night, she has always been extremely sensitive to the sound of the door, and without turning her head, she said impatiently, "Mary, I didn't mean Don't you want to apply the medicine now, forget it, put the medicine down and go out."

But she didn't get a response for a long time. Just when she wondered if Mary had left, a joking sound full of jokes suddenly came from behind her ears:
"If so many expensive medicinal materials are all placed here with you, wouldn't it be too much of a loss for me?"

"Han Junling?"

Unlike her frowning and defensive expression on her face, Han Junling was very happy to see her again, but when his sharp eyes detected the scar on her shoulder, he frowned and asked angrily: "Really?" Thinking that Yan Anxun, the general manager of the dignified Yan Group, still has this hobby in private? It’s really embarrassing for you, the feeling of cooperation shouldn’t be pleasant, right?”

"You're taking it too far." Pulling the quilt up again in a hurry to cover up the unnatural panic in her eyes, Mo Xiaozhu continued: "Did no one teach Dr. Han that before entering other people's rooms, he should Knock first?"

"Of course I know about such trivial matters. It's just that the attic is always a storage room for storing sundries. Is it also a room for people to live in?" Han Junling counterattacked seemingly casually, but successfully blocked Mo Xiaozhu's speech.

She bit her lips tightly, trying not to look too ugly, feeling that Han Junling's teasing eyes were still scanning her whole body, Mo Xiaozhu took a breath, and asked dissatisfiedly: "Even if the attic is not a room, is it true that Han Junling is not a room?" Can't the doctor see that my current situation is a bit special? You should go out soon!"

Mo Xiaozhu had never seen such a cheeky man like Han Junling, even though she had told him to go out, but instead of leaving, he directly locked the attic door, approached her, and handed over the few medicines he had brought. He also put it on her bedside, and said aggrievedly:

"Miss Mo Er, you really have no conscience. After I helped Lin Wanjin complete the routine inspection with good intentions, although I was too busy, I still wanted to go up to the attic to help you change the medicine, but you not only did not have any gratitude If you want to kick me out, tell me, how can there be such a reason in the world?"

"You!" Mo Xiaozhu was so ashamed that she couldn't utter a word, her hint just now was so obvious, should she say in front of him clearly that she has no clothes on?

Probably infected by her embarrassment, Han Junling also restrained his usual sloppy appearance, fiddled with a few bottles of ointment, and said: "These are external medicines, and any maid can come in and wipe them off for you. I just want to come Look at the wound on your hand, it was very deep that night, and I didn't bring any disinfection equipment."

"This injury should be almost healed, right?" Nodding, watching Han Junling swiftly help her remove the gauze, but she didn't feel the slightest pain. Just when she was thinking about her body recovering so quickly, she saw him His face was a little ugly.

Han Junling poked her heavily suppurated wound, as if asking if she felt any pain, but she shook her head from beginning to end. He frowned, and said angrily, "Is this your body? What? Even I seem to care more than you? Could it be that you can't even notice the suppurative infection of the wound?"

"Infection?" Following Han Junling's gaze, Mo Xiaozhu saw that her left palm was really red and swollen, probably because of Yan Anxun's rough actions last night, she smiled awkwardly, "Then trouble Dr. Han to help me again Apply medicine and bandage it, I will definitely pay attention to it in the future..."

Before she could finish speaking, Han Junling shot back angrily: "Re-bandaging can stop the wound from festering? Miss Mo Er, I'm a doctor, but I'm not a god. A wound like yours needs to be cleaned up." Go to the hospital to receive specialized disinfection treatment."

"No, I can't leave the villa."

Mo Xiaozhu kept waving her hands and shaking her head. Although it was not difficult for her to guess the seriousness of the wound on her palm through Han Junling's serious expression, she also did not forget Yan Anxun's order. If she dared to take a step out of the villa without authorization, she would be at her own risk!
"You just want not to leave, don't you even want your hand? Do you know that if you continue to be so willful, your left hand may be in danger of amputation?"

Han Junling wasn't joking. God knows that Lin Wanjin was clearly diagnosed as schizophrenic, but when she went crazy, she was able to accurately hurt her. It's hard not to be suspected of doing it on purpose.

Looking at Mo Xiaozhu who was still stubborn and didn't want to retreat, he secretly made a decision, pushed open the door of the attic, and shouted downstairs: "If you are free downstairs, come up and help your Mrs. Yan change clothes! "

(End of this chapter)