Chapter 178: My Ex-Boyfriend is a Paranoid (18)
The night was still long, and Sang Tian felt like she had just walked through the gates of hell.
Not only were they physically traumatized, but they were also deeply persecuted mentally.
During the whole process, Fu Ning tore and bit her, not leaving out any key parts.
Especially the legs, which are totally unsightly.
Her legs were not broken, but she could not walk. Even standing became a big problem.
The most important thing is that Fu Ning has been forcing her to say some obscene words that are unbearable to the ears, and as long as she is unwilling, she will suffer another taste.
Fu Ning seemed to have a very skilled method of torturing her.
He knows the depth very well.
Until she passed out, she could still see Fu Ning's face covered in sweat.
When she woke up again, she was still in the room of the B&B, but the difference was that her clothes had been changed.
She changed it to a piece of gauze that would fall off with a slight pull, and the bastard Fu Ning also put a gold chain around her neck.
Sang Tian took a bite and was almost sure that the chain around her neck was made of real gold. The length of the chain was just enough for her to move around in the bedroom.
Sang Tian started shouting angrily.
When she shouted the fourth sentence, Fu Ning walked in with a glass of water in his hand.
As soon as Sang Tian opened her mouth, she was immediately frightened by her own hoarse voice. Her voice was as hoarse as that of a patient who had just recovered his voice.
She could only cover her mouth and stare at Fu Ning fiercely. If she had a knife in her hand now, Fu Ning would definitely be dead by now.
Fu Ning handed over the cup with a smile on his face, "I found a way that's more fun than breaking your legs."
Sang Tian naturally knew what he meant.
Seeing that Sang Tian had no intention of taking the water, Fu Ning was not angry. He walked over and sat beside the bed and took off the shoulder strap of Sang Tian's shoulder with one finger.
With her shoulders half exposed, Fu Ning stared straight at Sang Tian's face and licked her shoulder lightly.
Suddenly Sang Tian felt goose bumps all over her body.
She stretched out her hand to push, but the arm she stretched out undoubtedly gave herself away.
Fu Ning grabbed her wrist and pulled her into his arms, then suddenly lowered his head and covered her little mouth that was always reluctant to speak.
"If you don't want to drink, do you want me to feed you myself?"
Although Fu Ning's words were very ambiguous, the expression on his face remained cold.
Sang Tian pushed him away, covered her mouth with her hands, and retreated to the corner with her feet.
The sound of the chain was particularly crisp in the quiet room.
Fu Ning sneered, crossed his legs and knelt on the bed. His long legs in suit pants were full of sexual tension.
He wrapped the chain around his hand and pulled hard. Sang Tian felt suffocated and leaned over instinctively.
"Gu Nanxing, you really want to leave me, don't you?!"
How could I not think about it! The mission is to live a good life, but it is difficult for a madman like him to act like a normal person.
Just when she was still thinking about how to respond, Fu Ning suddenly took out a cigarette and a lighter from his pocket, and used his hand wrapped in a gold chain to hold the lighter and light the cigarette.
Sang Tian couldn't stop coughing because of the pungent smell of smoke.
Fu Ning looked at her with cold eyes; the scarlet cigarette butt seemed hot just to look at.
Sang Tian closed her eyes resigned to her fate, but her frail body still trembled slightly from the fear.
With a "sizzle" sound, Sang Tian smelled a burnt smell.
She suddenly opened her eyes and saw Fu Ning pressing the cigarette butt hard on his arm.