Chapter 739 Su Miao Extra 11
Song Hansheng looked at Su Miao's "tattered" body. There was really no good meat on it. Her skin was very white, so the wounds were particularly eye-catching.
He reached out and touched it little by little, and suddenly felt his fingertips getting hot.
Yes, he did have someone teach Su Miao a lesson, at most breaking a little finger, but he really didn't expect that she would have so many injuries.
These injuries don't have much impact, after all, they are not life-threatening. The only drawback is that they affect the feel of the game.
Su Miao asked him if he could still eat such an ugly body.
"I can't bring myself to bite you, I can only hit you at most."
After Song Hansheng finished speaking, he began to tear off Su Miao's upper body clothes.
Su Miao probably wanted to use the wounds on his body to awaken the little bit of conscience in Song Hansheng's heart, but unfortunately, Song Hansheng had lost his conscience long ago.
Su Miao knew that he couldn't struggle, so he simply stopped struggling. For a pervert like Song Hansheng, the more you beg for mercy, the more cruelty will be aroused in him.
Su Miao remembered the first time she had sex with him, Song Hansheng had his wrists tied with a belt and forced him to sleep in bed for three days.
From the beginning to the struggle, then to the insults, crying, and begging for mercy, she screamed at the top of her lungs and shed all the tears she had in her life, but Song Hansheng did not let her go.
It was then that she realized that Song Hansheng was raising her not as a younger sister, but as a toy, a toy that he could vent his desires on at any time.
On her eighteenth birthday, her toy matured, and that was when he took it off.
Su Miao is not a person who is content with what she has to endure. She is too outspoken. That outspoken nature is innate and nurtured in her soul. She will not give in even if her bones are broken.
Song Hansheng spent three days making Su Miao unable to close her legs and making her realize who she was.
The movement was too big and the tie on her neck was crooked. Song Hansheng pressed Su Miao's hands with one hand and loosened the tie with the other hand. He wanted to use the same trick to tie her hands and give her a good beating.
The collar of his shirt was loose and opened wide, revealing the knife wound inside, which was a bit creepy and scary.
As if noticing Su Miao's gaze, Song Hansheng said, "If you hadn't hurt me back then, you wouldn't have been in jail, and you wouldn't have broken your finger and been covered in wounds. Su Miao, are you stupid? You're asking for trouble. Thinking of using jail time to get rid of me is truly wishful thinking. I'm a vindictive person and will always pay you back tenfold or a hundredfold. From now on, stay by my side and be smarter and more obedient."
"Be obedient? Be a good girl by your side? Or just a rag doll with legs spread out?"
Song Hansheng tied her hands with a tie and said impatiently, "The Su Miao before didn't know how to swear."
Prison is a place that can even erase humanity, so who cares whether someone swears or not?
Su Miao turned her head away and said in a cold tone, "Song Hansheng, I am no longer the Su Miao I used to be."
"Really? But I still think you're the same as before." A delicious "dinner" was placed in front of her, and she should savor it carefully. Song Hansheng touched the corner of her lips, "Miaomiao, call me brother."
Su Miao is the typical person who doesn't remember the pain and is as stubborn as a bull: "I don't have a brother who is a beast. Stop flattering yourself."
This time Song Hansheng didn't hit her, but pinched her slender neck. Why did he like pinching her neck so much?
That is the most vulnerable part of the human body. When I pinched it with a little force, I could feel her artery beating and see her face slowly turning red.
Of course, there is another reason. When Song Hansheng pinched Su Miao's neck and saw her painful face, he felt a sense of satisfaction of being valued.
The strong feeling of suffocation made Su Miao close her eyes. She was like a fish on the chopping board, at the mercy of others, just waiting for the knife to fall on her head.
Are you going to die?
Su Miao did not have much fear of death.
It's not that she didn't want to die while in prison, but she endured it.
This time, she thought, if he died, then he died. If he didn't die, one day she would stab him 30 times. Next time, she would stab Song Hansheng's heart. If she couldn't stab his heart, she would stab his kidney and make him inhumane!
Her vision went black and white, and her head was like bombs and fireworks going off. Just as she was about to take her last breath, Song Hansheng let her go.
Su Miao was panting and coughing, and even felt a little nauseous.
"This is a lesson for you. Remember it well. Don't make me angry. You can't afford the price."
If there is any price she cannot afford, the worst that can happen is death.
After Song Hansheng had enough fun, he started to get serious. He couldn't just tie someone to the bed and watch them without using them.
Song Hansheng held down Su Miao's restless body, and moved his hand down little by little, finally touching something... His hand froze, and he looked up to meet Su Miao's sneering eyes.
“You come…”
Su Miao sneered: "Don't be disgusted, just continue."
Song Hansheng cursed inwardly, "Fuck!" and felt unlucky. He had finally found Su Miao and wanted to have some sex with her, but she was pressed on the bed and he could only watch and not move. What's the difference between this and a cooked duck flying away?
His body was burning like a ball of fire. Song Hansheng climbed up from Su Miao and said, "I'm going to take a shower. Wait for me to come out."
Su Miao didn't say anything. After watching Song Hansheng enter the bathroom, he slowly jumped off the bed, loosened his tie with his teeth, and ran out while tidying his clothes.
Whoever waits is a grandson.
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