he is intoxicated

Nan Hua let Huo Beiyao pinch her neck, her teeth not loose at all.

Bright red blood dripped down the corner of her lips and onto the off-white floor, like blossoming red plums stained with blood.

Huo Beiyao began to use his big hands gradually. The suffocation and pain made Nanhua's ears ringing and her vision gradually blurred.

She couldn't breathe, her eyelids became heavier and heavier, her heavy body seemed to become light and floated up, but her teeth still bit the back of Huo Beiyao's hand firmly.

Hatred sizzled inside her, and she lost her mind.

Huo Beiyao sensed that something was wrong with her, let go of her neck with his big hand, stroked her nose with his slender fingers, and pinched her nose with his thumb and index finger.

Three minutes later, Nan Hua couldn't hold on anymore, and hung his head weakly, his teeth loosened from the back of his hand, and he lay down on the bed, panting heavily.

The fresh air rushed into the lungs sharply, causing a rough pain in the delicate lungs.

Huo Beiyao looked down at the two rows of bloody teeth marks on the back of his hand, his eyes froze, and his whole body exuded a compelling coldness.

The flesh on the back of her hand was bitten to a bloody mess, and the veins were turned out. If it was any deeper, the blood vessels would be severed.

He raised his hand, pinched the woman's small chin, and pressed hard with his thumb, forcing her to open her mouth slightly, revealing two rows of teeth.

Bright red lips, white teeth, stained with his bright red blood, the wet lips trembled slightly.

His eyes darkened a little bit, "It's a pity, such beautiful teeth."

Nan Hua was taken aback, and asked vaguely, "What are you going to do?"

Huo Beiyao pursed his lips and did not answer. He put his other hand into the pocket of his suit trousers, took out his mobile phone, dialed a number, and ordered: "Send two people to find Mu Yan immediately and save Rouge. Then find the pliers and send them to Miss Shen." In the ward, you have to be sharp-mouthed. Hurry up."

Nanhua immediately understood what he meant, and pushed his hand hard, "Let me go! How dare you pull out my teeth!"

"Do you think I dare?" There was a hint of mockery on the corner of his lips, and he looked at her with eyes like teasing a cat with fried fur.

"Let go of me, Huo Beiyao, let me go!" Nan Hua grabbed his wrist with both hands and broke it hard, trying to remove his hand from her chin.

But he was so strong that Nan Hua couldn't push him away with all his strength.

She lowered her head, opened her mouth, and wanted to bite his hand again.

"Gada!"

A crisp sound.

There was a sharp pain in the jaw.

Her chin was removed by Huo Beiyao.

The pain was so sharp that her body straightened and froze.

"Hiss... hiss... ah..." She gasped for air, and let out a painful moan from the bottom of her throat and chest that was impossible to utter normally.

It hurts so much!

It was comparable to the pain of a broken bone in the car accident three years ago.

The pain made her almost breathless, her jaw trembled violently, tears kept rolling in her eyes, and her whole body trembled uncontrollably.

Finally unable to bear the severe pain, she raised her head and looked at him with painful eyes, begging, and finally turned into a desperate begging, begging him to connect her jaw, begging him to let her go...

Huo Beiyao was unmoved at all, the corners of his lips slightly curled up, his beautiful dark eyes looked at her playfully, and his slender fingers gently wiped off the blood from the corners of her lips, "Does my blood taste good? Miss Shen."

Nan Hua endured the pain and shook her head.

"But why do I feel that Miss Shen is addicted to drinking my blood?"

Nan Hua shook her head even harder. When she shook her head, her jaw hurt even more, and the pain made her eyes stare.

Huo Beiyao gently rubbed her blood-stained lips with his fingertips, leaned over, approached her, smiled faintly, but said in a cruel voice, "It's just because you look a bit like my dead wife, so I can't bear to do anything to you. You It's a good thing, the tiger doesn't show its power, and treats me like a sick cat, over and over again, it's addictive to bite, huh? This time it's just your chin that's been removed..."

The big hand moved to the top of her head, and squeezed hard, "Next time, it will be your head."

His voice was nice, clean and deep, with a hint of coolness, but it fell into Nanhua's ears like falling into an ice cave.

He was mad at her!

He once again wanted to kill her!

Three years ago, those bone-breaking pains, heart-piercing pains fell overwhelmingly.

After three years, for the first time, there was a look of fear in her eyes.

She drooped her eyelashes, her body trembled like autumn leaves, and tears flowed down her mouth, very salty.

The chin was removed, and the saliva could not be contained, and the saliva dripped down the corner of the mouth.

Tears mixed with saliva, her face and neck were wet, and she was extremely embarrassed.

Huo Beiyao took out a handkerchief from his suit trousers pocket, gently wiped away the tears and saliva on her face, and after wiping, looked at her playfully and with great interest.

Those are the eyes that hunters only have when they look at their prey, the eyes of cats teasing mice.

Nanhua closed her eyes in humiliation, holding back the tears in her eyes.

She hates her eyes for being useless, why she shed tears?

What is the use of tears for such a black hearted and bloodthirsty man?

Even if she shed all her tears, he would not have the slightest bit of compassion. The only thing he cared about was Lin Yanyan.

Suppressing the tears, she opened her eyes again, and the begging and fear in Nanhua's eyes disappeared, leaving only pain and hatred, which burned like a flame in her eyes.

If the eyes were visible, she thought, she must have burned his body to pieces.

But this hateful gaze made Huo Beiyao feel even more excited, as if the blood in his whole body was about to burn, and the desire to tame her became even stronger.

He felt an unprecedented complex of emotions toward her.

The way she suppressed the tears and endured the humiliation and pain made him feel satisfied and inexplicably excited, but his heart ached a little...

Suddenly there was a knock on the door.

Without turning his head, Huo Beiyao said in a deep voice, "Come in."

The door opened, and Xiao Wen walked in with a pair of shiny silver needle-nose pliers, and handed them to him, "Boss Huo, the needle-nose pliers you want."

Huo Beiyao reached out to take it, grasped the handle of the pliers, exerted a little force with his fingers, and the jaws opened, sharp and sharp, like an open guillotine.

He took the needle-nose pliers and stretched it towards Nan Hua's mouth. The metal made a harsh sound when it hit the teeth.

Nan Hua closed her eyes in despair, as if she had already felt the severe pain of the teeth being pulled out one by one in advance, and cold sweat burst out of her forehead, soaking the wound, and the sting was painful...

After 1 minute, the severe pain imagined did not come.

2 minutes.

3 minutes.

"Crack!"

There was another sharp pain in the jaw.

She opened her eyes in pain.

Huo Beiyao connected her chin.

He was very skilled, as if he was used to it, but for Yu Nanhua, it was an unbearable pain.

She never wants to suffer a second time.

Never again.

The pliers in Huo Beiyao's hand returned to Xiao Wen's at some point.

He wiped his fingers gracefully with a towel, his pretty eyes drooped slightly, and looked at Nan Hua, who was pale and trembling all over, with a handsome, triumphant, and triumphant smile on his lips.

He thought he had won, but he didn't know that he lost badly.

Today's work is destined to endure more heart-piercing in the future.