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    She is not afraid anymore

    Her lower part was blocked by the vibrator, and all his urine was held inside, causing pain and stimulation.

    He pulled his hair and asked, “Do you still dare to commit suicide?”

    The coldness stung, penetrating her nerves.

    But she is no longer afraid, she knows what he is afraid of!I know his exposed shortcomings.

    A sneer formed on her pale lips, and she didn’t care at all about the threatening pain on her scalp.

    “As long as you leave me here for one day, I will find a way to die!”

    “Tell me that again!” The throat-piercing roar almost shattered her eardrums. How angry he was, he would pull her hair as hard as he could.

    She was not afraid of anything anymore, not even afraid of death, so why should she be threatened by him.

    “I said it several times and the answer was the same.” She raised her head almost to the point of turning her back, staring at her with cold and swishing eyes. She was not afraid.

    He Zecheng was angry, really angry. He had never been so angry from the bottom of his heart.

    I never thought she would be out of my control, never!

    Staring into those eyes that had no desire to live, he smiled.

    Want to die?

    There are no doors!

    “Don’t forget, you are in my hands.” His voice was very soft, like the wind, “Do you think you can die? So what if you want to commit suicide, I make you go into heat every day, do you think you still have the strength to commit suicide?”

    “Huh?”

    Lin Yin opened his eyes wide, as wide as a walnut in fear.

    That medicine… She can’t stand that medicine!

    Seeing what she was thinking, He Zecheng let go of her hair, pinched the back of her neck instead, and touched her bulging belly.

    “Don’t worry, it won’t be good if you use too much medicine. Try something else and it will still make you go into heat.”

    He was right, it was not easy for her to die in his hands.

    How about hitting a wall!

    Yes, hit the wall!

    She looked at the bathroom and mirror in front of her with dilated pupils, and a different smile appeared on the corner of He Zecheng’s mouth.

    “Want to hit a wall? Or do you want to kill yourself with everything around you?”

    The feeling of being directly guessed made my heart drop to the bottom.

    He licked his back molars and said, “Give up! What you can’t do, I won’t let you do.”

    He grabbed her by the neck and took her to the bedroom again, the cage from which she could not escape. Her legs and hands were tied to iron chains, and her neck was also fixed.

    Pulling the lock firmly, you can see how cautious he is and how afraid he is of her death.

    Doesn’t he know that there is no limit to a person’s prediction of death?

    So what if I tie her up? It’s not like she won’t die. That’s ridiculous.

    She closed her eyes heavily, the lust fading away only made her very tired and sleepy.

    He Zecheng didn’t want to give her a chance to sleep, so he turned on the vibrator, which stimulated the urine in her stomach. Lin Yin immediately opened his eyes.

    I felt so uncomfortable that I wanted to tighten my legs, but the two sides were tied tightly, leaving no room for movement.

    The devil patted her breasts and smiled wantonly at her, “Enjoy it, there will be more tonight.”

    Lin Yin tightened her grip on the iron chain, and the stimulation inside her body forced her to moan.

    He Zecheng just glanced at it, picked up a clean bathrobe indifferently, and went downstairs.

    She has to eat and is already very thin.

    You can’t die, you have to eat!

    Standing in front of the kitchen, he hesitated looking at the gauze soaked in blood.

    He can’t cook.

    No experience.

    He Zecheng laughed at himself.

    You can learn what you don’t know, learn how to pretend, learn how to fuck her, learn how to love her.

    If you die, you won’t be able to learn well.

    He opened the cupboard under the stove and grabbed a bag of unopened red beans.

    If he remembered correctly, this thing had been there for two years.

    The hand hesitated again.

    As long as it doesn’t kill people, it will be fine. High temperatures are not sterilizing, and they can’t kill people.

    He unpacked the package, took out a rice cooker that he had never used before, filled it almost halfway, topped it up with water, and turned on the switch to start cooking.

    I don’t know how long it takes to cook, I’ve never tried it, I just know that it takes a long, long time to cook the porridge.

    Staring at the yellow flashing light above, I stood there for a long time.

    I don’t know how long it took, but suddenly it was full of water. The water couldn’t cover it at all. There was a gurgling sound inside, and it came out desperately and dripped on the countertop and floor.

    He took a step back, not intending to pay attention, and continued to count the time.

    Slowly, the water stopped flowing.

    One hour.

    Two hours.

    He stood there for more than two hours, just staring at the thing and doing nothing.

    The safety was triggered because of the timeout, and the light of the rice cooker went out. Then he opened the lid. There was a brown-red liquid inside, which was very viscous.

    He picked up the spoon on the side and dug into it casually, his thick eyebrows furrowed.

    “Where’s Bean?”

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