Chapter 41 Chapter 41 "Shen Xingchuan, you are a mad dog...
Sensing that his brother was about to get into trouble if he continued, Shen Changhe finally sent someone in to give him a sedative. The medical staff later returned to report, "Mr. Shen, Mr. Xiaochuan has fallen asleep. I think Miss Yao's condition is more serious. She's lost a lot of blood and is unconscious. She may need further treatment."
Shen Changhe waved his hand: "It's okay, you can go out first."
Then his phone rang. After answering it, all he could hear was the pitter-patter of rain. He glanced at the caller again and frowned, "Suxi? Why aren't you talking?"
She opened her mouth wide and just as she was about to speak, she burst into tears: "Brother... Qingyuan... Qingyuan is in trouble..."
Shen Changhe finally remembered that his nephew had been locked on the balcony by Xiaochuan. He checked the surveillance footage that could capture the terrace, only to find that Qingyuan was no longer there.
Shen Changhe finally realized the seriousness of the situation and quickly took people downstairs. After a busy period, several cars quickly drove out of the villa gate.
The rain fell all night and finally stopped in the early morning, and the weather cleared up completely.
But the heavy curtains blocked out all the sunlight, and the bedroom was still dark.
Yao Yingxia's body felt cold and hot at times. The slightest movement caused a piercing pain between her legs. She finally woke up in extreme pain and opened her eyes.
Why does the reality seem like a nightmare before daybreak?
Who held her in his arms, his breath brushing her hair?
Why did the air smell so sickening? Why was she in so much pain?
Yao Yingxia's body gradually became stiff, and her nose felt sore, but her eyes were very dry and no tears fell.
Leaving here and staying away from him was the only thing she wanted to do at this moment.
The arm across her waist was pressing on her so hard that she couldn't breathe. Yao Yingxia moved it away with force and then got off the bed barefoot.
Something flowed out of her body, winding down her thighs and onto the ground. She covered her mouth with her hands in disgust, not bothering to clean it up as she stumbled towards the door, not wanting to stay here any longer.
However, no matter how she turned the doorknob, she could not open the door to escape from the nightmare. She remembered that he used to like to use such methods and would not let her out unless he achieved his goal.
What else does he want to do now?
Yao Yingxia's head split with pain, and her body began to feel cold again. She returned to the bed, wanting to find something to put on, but she heard him murmur in his sleep: "Little niece..." His strong arms kept groping on the bed, as if he was uneasy about her sudden departure.
This name made her stomach cramp again. No one would be so shameless as to sleep with their own little niece. She was so angry that she was shaking, and many joints in her body began to ache.
In the end, she couldn't find her own clothes. She only found two sets of men's clothes on the floor beside the bed, one set was Shen Xingchuan's and the other was Shen Qingyuan's.
Shen Qingyuan... ?
She finally vaguely recalled everything that happened last night, but she couldn't believe it until she walked to the floor-to-ceiling window, pulled up the curtains, and saw the glass sliding door.
Sure enough, it was covered with bloodstains, which was proof that he had once wanted to save himself.
He called it "saving" but it was just the anger after being forced to become a "spectator". Didn't he originally want to take advantage of the situation?
What a messed up, dirty, crazy family.
Yao Yingxia covered her mouth and rushed into the bathroom.
Shen Xingchuan woke up at this moment. He closed his eyes and smiled because of the overly exciting dream he had last night.
He even remembered every detail clearly. His little niece's skin was so fair, tender and smooth that he couldn't let go of it. He only needed to apply a little force to leave marks on it. Her face was full of pain and unwillingness, and she kept crying, but she could only let him do whatever he wanted.
Just recalling this, he reacted again. If he could have this beautiful dream every day, he would surely live longer. Right now, he felt more relaxed and refreshed than ever before.
Just as I was about to continue savoring the memory, I heard a dry retching sound in the distance. It was not clear through the bathroom door, but it sounded like a bolt of thunder out of nowhere.
Shen Xingchuan's heart sank and he finally opened his eyes. He sat up and looked around. This was not his room. Instead, it was exactly the same as in his dream. In the dim light of the wall lamp, he saw blood on the bed sheet.
So much blood actually flowed out of her body.
Shen Xingchuan felt that his sorrows were beyond words and his good mood was gone.
He walked to the bathroom door and heard her retching for a long time. Perhaps because she had hardly eaten anything yesterday, she couldn't vomit anything.
It turned out that sleeping with him was such a disgusting thing for her. Shen Xingchuan clenched his fists tightly.
Things had reached the worst point, and it seemed that they couldn't get any worse. He leaned against the door, thinking about what he should do next.
The sound of showering soon came from the bathroom again. He went out to find clothes for her, hesitated for a moment, and locked the door from the outside.
Once my little niece runs away, she won't come back.
Shen Xingchuan walked around for a long time before he found her clothes and cell phone. After returning to the room, the sound of showering had not stopped yet.
Shen Xingchuan waited another half an hour before realizing she had been showering for too long. He turned the doorknob, but it wouldn't open, so he knocked. "Niece? Are you okay?"
"Xia Xia?"
"Yingxia?"
"Yao Yingxia!"
He changed several names and shouted for several minutes, but there was no response from inside. Shen Xingchuan finally lost his patience and kicked the door open.
The misty water vapor hit the girl's face, with a somewhat terrifying high temperature. The girl stood under the shower, and her skin was burned red. The bruises she had left were finally no longer obvious.
But she looked like she was about to be steamed.
Shen Xingchuan walked into the bathroom and wanted to drag her out.
Yao Yingxia didn't hide, but raised her eyes and looked at him coldly: "Get out."
This look, which seemed to be looking at garbage, actually made him feel excited.
Shen Xingchuan pursed his lips, turned and left. After a moment, he came in with a bath towel, wrapped her up forcibly and took her out of the bathroom.
Yao Yingxia began to struggle like crazy, and he tried to comfort her: "I'm sorry, Yingxia."
I was hit by a slap unexpectedly.
He thought she must have used all her strength, but it didn't hurt much. He was just a little dazed and let go of the hand that was holding her.
The towel fell to the ground. He had no choice but to look at it. He was shaken after seeing it, and soon he was slapped in the face again.
He tried to divert his gaze, only feeling the stinging pain on his face. He thought to himself that she just didn't eat enough, so she had no strength to hit anyone.
Yao Yingxia hit him again and again, and Shen Xingchuan didn't even try to dodge. If anyone who knew him had seen this, they would probably be shocked. After all, everyone knew that Shen Xingchuan was vindictive and never suffered any loss. No one else would dare to raise a finger against him.
But this is Yao Yingxia, and this is what he deserves.
Seeing that she was a little tired from fighting and her arms were shaking slightly, Shen Xingchuan suddenly grabbed her and dragged her to the bed.
This hand was like this yesterday, welded to her like an iron clamp, making it impossible for her to escape or resist. She could only let him do whatever he wanted, squeezing her flat and round.
He was now furious, but he wanted to retaliate and humiliate her even more. Her face, reddened by the steam, turned pale in an instant. She used all her strength, but couldn't resist his gentle pull.
Shen Xingchuan sat on the bed and grabbed her between her legs. This position was too dangerous. Her face was full of fear. Thinking of what happened last night, some part of her body began to hurt again, but she refused to say a soft word.
Shen Xingchuan found it funny and deliberately leaned close to her ear and said, "It's easier this way." Then he let go of her hand.
After all, with his height of nearly 1.9 meters, she needed to swing her arms when both of them were standing.
Seeing his fearless look, Yao Yingxia was finally completely enraged and switched sides to fight without any hesitation.
Sitting like this, she was not wearing any clothes. Even if Shen Xingchuan didn't mean to look at her on purpose, his eyes were filled with the swaying whiteness, and the wind brought by her palms was sweet.
Yao Yingxia found that Shen Xingchuan was getting more and more excited as she beat him. His breathing became rapid and his eyes became darker. He was only wearing a pair of shorts, and the summer clothes were thin, so he could hardly cover anything.
Yao Yingxia felt disgusted and finally lost interest in hitting him. She clenched her numb hands and was about to move away from him when she heard Shen Xingchuan say, "Yingxia, I really like you."
She reached out and slapped him again. Her eyes were so cold, as if saying: Who cares about your sincerity?
He felt uncomfortable, his whole heart turned sour, but he continued: "I will be responsible for you."
As expected, he was slapped again when he finished speaking.
Yao Yingxia finally spoke: "No need." Her expressionless face left him no room for lingering thoughts, as if she were also speaking to herself, "I will sleep with others in the future. I can't have everyone responsible for me."
After saying this, she smiled, as if she wanted to tear his heart out.
As expected, she was thrown onto the bed the next second. Shen Xingchuan's face turned pale as he grabbed her arm tightly and warned her, "Yingxia, don't do anything you'll regret. I have a bad temper. If you sleep with one, I'll kill one. If you sleep with ten, I'll kill ten."
He didn't seem to be joking, but she found it funny and provoked him without thinking of the consequences: "Shen Xingchuan, you are a mad dog."
Why would a mad dog need to remain calm and composed?
Why should a mad dog endure humiliation?
No one cares about the sincerity of a mad dog.
He is just a mad dog, and dogs don't need reason.
When Shen Xingchuan held her down again, Yao Yingxia did not resist, but just kept looking at him coldly. Those eyes were so hurtful, as if he was extremely evil and worse than a beast.
Shen Xingchuan avoided that gaze and kissed her body bit by bit, wanting her to be as addicted as he was.
But she didn't react, so Shen Xingchuan worked harder, kissing all the way to her lower abdomen and spreading her legs.
The scene before me was shocking. The area was severely swollen and still bleeding.
He finally regained his composure, released his hand from holding her, and apologized again, "I'm sorry."
Even if he was drugged by his elder brother, it was not an excuse for the violence. After all, he had regained consciousness in the middle of the incident, but he continued to indulge himself. His crime was unforgivable.
Yao Yingxia started laughing again: "It's okay."
This sentence and her attitude were so strange that Shen Xingchuan looked up in surprise. Sure enough, the next second he heard her say, "There's no difference between being bitten by a dog once and ten times."
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