Secret Service Baby I President Daddy You Devil

【373 Our ending】

An Yi stared at Ye Ran with angry eyes as he carried her into the bathroom, unchained her hands and feet, bathed himself, and then bathed her. After wrapping himself in a nightgown, he wiped her with a bath towel.

He held her body and carried her back to the room. He put her clothes on and fastened the chains with some unskilled movements.

An Yi felt very tired after all the drama just now, and now she was too lazy to mess with him, stretching her arms like a rag doll and letting him manipulate her.

After Ye Ran fastened the shackles on her right hand, seeing her indifferent expression, her eyes grew cold, "Is this your attitude towards your man?"

"I have seen thick-skinned people, but I have never seen someone as thick-skinned as you." An Yi said coldly without raising his eyes, "My man? You really know how to elevate your status."

His face was filled with anger, he clasped her hands behind his back, and pressed against her, "Then tell me, what am I to you?"

"Am I your woman?" She asked coldly, neither humble nor arrogant, "I, An Yi, am your Yeran's woman?"

When he put her on the bed, because of her resistance and sarcasm, Yeran had to punish her forcefully again, angrily saying that she was just a tool for him to vent his sexual desires, and asked her not to be so proud. After seeing her pale little

When I saw her face, she finally got her obedience again.

When he said the words "ejaculation" and "desire tool", her angry expression seemed as if she cared about him very much. This feeling made him very happy.

Men like to conquer women.

He has conquered many women, and among those selected to serve in the institute, none of them are outstanding in grace and appearance. When they lay under him and their eyes were as charming as silk, he did not have any special thoughts.

But because of this woman biting her lip, roaring, or shedding a tear for herself, her chest would be extremely excited.

At that time, he said that he didn't bother to touch her because the woman he wanted had to be perfect. She was already another woman for him and he didn't bother to touch her.

Later, she aborted the child and fell unconscious in a pool of blood.

It was then that he understood so deeply that he was so afraid of this woman's death and that he wanted this woman.

Got... The first time was forced, the second time was forced, the third time, the fourth time... She never had any reaction under his body. No matter what techniques he used to treat him, she was always the same.

The profile of his face was as cold as wood, and he could not move with his eyes closed. Sometimes, he even had to use drugs to seize her safely.

She always resisted, but sometimes when she was sleeping at night, she would turn around and hold his back, talking in her sleep like a child.

Yeran, don't leave me...

When she said this, his heart would tighten into a ball as if twitching, making him unable to breathe or think.

Ye Ran, that was his name, but I knew it was not him.

Because he was afraid that she would escape, he kept her prisoner in every possible way. Because he was afraid that she would commit suicide, he was always on guard against keeping any drugs or cold weapons around her. Because he was afraid that she might once say that her face was beautiful, he kept her captive.

She put on the chains, not wanting to give her any chance to stab herself in the face again...

After picking her up from her parents' cemetery, the night she woke up, she looked at him with hatred and roared that she wanted to kill him.

Fighting, fighting, she used the most vicious words to attack him, and used all means just to kill him!

Every day after locking her up, as soon as she opened her eyes from her sleep, the first thing she said was the question she always said when she woke up, "Ye Ran, why are you still alive?"

He once learned from her mouth that if it were him, when he heard these words, he would repent, feel pain, hold her and say sorry, ask her for forgiveness, and say that was not his intention.

But he would only smile sarcastically at her: "If you have the ability, come and kill me."

On the seventh day after tying her here, he woke up early that morning. When he saw the pajamas he didn't like, he changed them according to that person's taste. He sat on the edge of the bed and looked at the sleeping woman curled up in a ball.

As if she could feel his gaze, she suddenly opened her eyes and stared at him with a wary look on her face, "Yeran! What do you want to do!"

He understood that this was her confirming who the person around her was.

Looking at her cold eyes, he suddenly flinched at that moment.

Silently asked herself in her heart, if she hated herself for killing her parents so much, what would happen with him?

Then he tried his best to lower his cold tone and called her softly, "Baby."

The first time he called her baby... He saw her body trembling, the hatred in her eyes suddenly diminished, her body was trembling, her head was shaking, and her hands were shaking slightly.

He stretched out his arms for the first time... without any resistance, he held her in his arms and whispered, "Baby."

She will also resist, but it is completely different from how she treats herself.

She raised her hand and beat his chest, bit his shoulder, hugged his waist and growled, "Yeran, why are you like this! Why is the other you so vicious and inhumane! I don't want to be like this again, get rid of him!"

How about getting rid of him!"

He looked at the hand holding her waist, lying on her shoulder, looking at the intricate lines on his palm, and was startled for the first time.

Get rid of yourself.

It turns out that the other him and her are in love.

I can hug her like this because I want to get rid of myself.

Jealousy, jealous madness.

Because she hates her own existence.

Therefore, he began to intensify the abuse, imprisonment, beating, and extortion... Even though she disdained him, ridiculed him, avoided him, scolded him, and even tried to kill him many times, he still treated her happily.

Let go.

An Yi is not his treasure, she is the woman destined to be imprisoned by his side for the rest of her life!

Am I your woman? She asked.

Before Ye Ran opened her mouth to answer, she saw a sneer on her lips again, "I'm sorry to forget, you have already given me the answer, so my answer is the same. To me, you are also a tool to vent your desires.

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His face suddenly changed, a storm was coming.

Ye Ran couldn't help but pinch her neck, "Sometimes, I really want to strangle you to death with my own hands!"

"It's not what you want," she whispered, "anyway, the ending between you and me is either you die in my hands, or I die in your hands."