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He now insists on taking me to socialize, even in situations I don't like. "Li Lang, stop dragging this Princess around like a dead weight." I can't give him a good face, how can I make this madman behave more normally? Revenge, conspiracy, impossible to predict.
He wants me to coax him, to sing for him, to dance for him, just for him? Yes, he uses plain food and drink to appease me, starving is better than being humiliated. "You're tough, or maybe if you beg me, I'll give you a good meal, hmm?" He lifts my chin just like before, his smile is very bright. "Get lost," of course, being hungry and weak, how can those days be any better. " The beauty, so haggard, still have the glamour of tattoos on me?" Li Lang's hand fiercely pushes away, with hatred in his eyes, and overwhelming resentment, I'm not afraid at all. I've never been afraid of anyone, there's always been only room for others to fear me.
I was carried into his bedroom and placed on the couch. I watched as he found a hidden compartment in front of me and took out many scrolls. He carefully unfolded each one, and I could see clearly that each painting depicted a woman in various poses and expressions, wearing different clothes and displaying anger and annoyance. I remained calm, even though the women in the paintings were me. It wasn't until he gently unrolled a brown scroll that my heart skipped a beat. How could it be empty? He walked towards me, licked the corner of my lips, and excitedly used a flame to heat the paper. His hands were shaking! My eyelids twitched - a painting!
The woman in the painting was clearly me! This woman was half-exposed, both resisting and welcoming, with a coquettish charm that was definitely not me! "I really, ah Biyue, I love you, you see, I imagine this is how you would look when you are happy? I have trouble sleeping at night, and it's all because of this painting of you, you are truly beautiful Biyue." He wanted to caress my cheek, and I had to admit that I was disgusted, truly disgusted. It's a good thing I hadn't eaten, otherwise I would have felt even worse. He was my leftover meal, making me sick. "Get out." I still told him to leave, but Li Lang didn't listen. He carefully put away the painting that I had stepped on, patted it, and locked it up again. It was very precious to him.
"Biyue, where have you been? Can't take it anymore? Lang never intended to hurt you." I had no strength to resist, and he pushed me down and kissed me wildly. I tried hard to resist, but all I could manage was to slap him. He seemed not to react, and almost instinctively knelt down to apologize, waiting for the master's punishment, just like that night before. "Haha," I couldn't even get up from the bed, but I laughed heartily, the most in my life. Yes, it's just a scheming little person who succeeded in her plan, deep down just a servant. Li Lang clenched his fists tightly, his face looking quite good, as green as frost, as purple as smoke.
"Biyue, you're really ruthless, haha," he also laughed, except for those tears, almost like a suffocating feeling of overwhelming me. What I couldn't resist wasn't the love of a lover, but the hatred, the resentment, the anger, everything you couldn't give him but was offered by him.
"I will love you well, with all that I have, with endless honor and wealth. I will love you more than anyone else, always and forever, from the first moment I saw you. Biyue has left its mark in my dreams."
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