"No, no more..."

"Please, let me go!"

Inside the room, under the orange bedside lamp, Lu Qing was drenched by the man's torture. He was like a dried fish.

The man pinched her face with his slender hands and said in a low voice, "Do you know what day it is today?"

Lu Qing looked up at the man with a face full of tears. His face was very pitiful, but it still could not hide his beautiful facial features. His beauty was breathtaking.

Instantly, the man's eyes darkened. "I'm asking you a question!"

Lu Qing replied in a low voice, "I know."

"Then don't go out and kneel." The man threw her away and got up and went into the bathroom.

Lu Qing struggled to get up. The tearing sensation beneath him made it difficult for her to move. She struggled on the bed for a while before she finally propped herself up and looked at the clothes on the ground.

Her clothes were torn into pieces by the man, so she couldn't wear them anymore. She had to put on his shirt and walked step by step to the basement. She took out her clothes from the wardrobe full of dust.

At this time, there was a sharp pain in his lower abdomen, and a drop of red liquid dripped on the floor.

After calculating the time, she knew that her period would last for the next few days.

Lu Qing was very uncomfortable. She was covered with a quilt and lying on the bed. Her hands and feet were so cold that she couldn't cover up the heat. At this time, not only was she suffering from the pain, but she also had a high fever. Ice and fire were mixed together. She was so uncomfortable that she almost fainted. Her vision was gradually blurred.

As soon as she fell asleep, there was a loud noise in her ear. The wooden door was kicked open!

The man came in with a chill and rudely lifted the quilt.

"Didn't you hear me?"

Lu Qing propped himself up weakly and his cracked lips moved. "Fu Gunian, I'm sick..."

Her face was very red, and even her eyes were bloodshot. It was obvious that she had a fever.

But Fu Quannian didn't take it seriously. He said in a cold voice, "Don't let me say it a second time!"

Lu Qing tried his best to move his heavy body.

Fu Quannian frowned. He grabbed her wrist and dragged her up from the bed. "As long as you don't die, you'll have to kneel today!"

Like a lifeless puppet, Lu Qing let him drag her out.

It was raining heavily outside. She was thrown into the rain, and the man's voice sounded dull through the rain.

"Get down on your knees!"

The soybean-sized raindrops fell on her back, cold and painful. Her body was so weak that she could fall down at any time, but she still struggled to hold on to the man in front of her.

"Fu Quannian, what do you want? Can I pay you with my life?"

"Ha, your life is not worth it at all in my hands!" The man's voice was extremely cold and heartless.

"What exactly do you want?"

Fu Quanian stood under the eaves, and the light behind him covered him from behind, which outlined the man's tall figure. His sharp and cold eyes were very dazzling in the rainy night.

"I want you to atone for your sins for the rest of your life!"