After rebirth, hug my beloved wife’s thigh tightly

Looking at Song Yuchen who had lost all resistance, Qian Heng showed a satisfied smile.He reached out and untied An Yifei's hands.

His eyes signaled the man in black behind him to hold down An Yifei, and the hand holding the syringe stretched out towards An Yifei, but stopped when he was still one centimeter away from An Yifei.

"Look at my memory, I even forgot to tell you about this effect. The ordinary version, Miss An, already knows its power, so the enhanced version is even more powerful. It only takes a few seconds for the injection to be completed, and the pain will be several times that of the ordinary version. hundred times!"

Each word was like a knife, stabbing into Song Yuchen's heart. "What did you do to her!" Song Yuchen asked with trembling lips.

"It's nothing, I just injected her with something to torture her for you, no need to thank me!" Qian Heng looked proud when he mentioned his work.

Song Yuchen couldn't bear it anymore, tears welling up in his black eyes, and he shouted heartbreakingly as he looked at Qian Heng's actions.

"do not want!"

"what!"

At the same time, An Yifei's screams were heard. Yes, Qian Heng had already injected liquid into An Yifei's body as he spoke.

Bone-gnawing pain replaced the pain of all the wounds on her body. An Yifei, who was let go by the man in black, fell to the ground and clasped her hands on the rocks in an attempt to distract from the unbearable pain.

When Song Yuchen saw An Yifei's slightly bulging belly, his black eyes were filled with shock and anger, and a bloodthirsty cold light immediately shot out from his eyes, but he asked tremblingly: "She, she is pregnant?"

"Ah? So you don't know, I thought you knew!" Qian Heng reached out and touched An Yifei's slightly swollen belly, "After all, I am still this child's godfather, you If your father pays no attention to you, grandpa will help you deal with him!"

At this time, Song Yuchen was immersed in great sadness, his body slowly fell down, and he knelt on the ground, his arms were still held up, and he was extremely embarrassed.

Seeing Qian Heng take out a gun, An Yifei reluctantly grabbed Qian Heng's clothes and spoke with difficulty: "Let... let him go, my... life... for his..."

Qian Heng ignored An Yifei's request, waved her hand away, and raised his gun at Song Yuchen.

At this time, Song Yuchen was in grief. He was wrong, he had made an irreparable mistake, but even so, his girl would always consider him first.

There was a "bang" gunshot, but Song Yuchen, who had his eyes closed, did not feel the pain for a long time. When he opened his eyes, he saw An Yifei standing in front of him with her hands open, blocking the fatal blow for him.

An Yifei knew she couldn't stop Qian Heng. The moment he pulled the trigger, she used all her strength, endured the bone-gnawing pain, rushed in front of Song Yuchen, and blocked the shot for him.

This shot was originally aimed at Song Yuchen's head, but An Yifei stopped him and hit him in the abdomen. An Yifei slowly retracted her hand, put her hands on the abdomen where blood was constantly pouring out, and faced Qian Heng provocatively. He smiled and fell down.

This time, Song Yuchen broke free from the shackles of the man in black, knelt forward, helped An Yifei up in panic, and pressed her face tightly against his.

When his eyes touched the bleeding abdomen, Song Yuchen's eyes were full of panic, and he hurriedly reached out to cover her abdomen, trying to stop the loss of blood.

An Yifei shook her head silently. She could clearly feel that the child in her belly was losing little by little and moving away from them.

She stretched out her hands with difficulty, wiped the blood on the only clean part of her chest, tremblingly straightened Song Yuchen's wrinkled suit, gently brushed away the dust on his clothes, and pulled an ugly smile from the corner of her mouth. : "Ah Chen must be neat and tidy at all times. He can't...can't lose his grace."

But even though she wiped it clean, her ulcerated fingers were still stained with blood drops, which rubbed against Song Yuchen's snow-white shirt, leaving a little scarlet.

Song Yuchen couldn't bear it anymore, hugging An Yifei tightly and sobbing.

Qian Heng didn't expect An Yifei to block the shot. His eyes flashed coldly, and then he smiled sinisterly, "It seems that I still have to give you a big gift!"

As he spoke, he took out his cell phone, walked slowly to Song Yuchen, and clicked on a video.

In the video, An Yifei fell to the ground. Several strong men surrounded her, punching and kicking her. One of them still had a whip in his hand and whipped An Yifei on the ground from time to time.

Even a strong man couldn't bear such a beating, but An Yifei didn't make a sound the whole time, just curling up and protecting her head and abdomen.

It was also like this that An Yifei's body was covered with scars, and the skin on her back and arms were torn apart by the whip.

Suddenly a voice called out, "Stop, I didn't expect the bones of this embryo to be very hard, and it must taste good. I'll give it to a few of you. Don't beat me to death!"

Listening to the voice in the video, An Yifei's body stiffened and gradually began to tremble uncontrollably. She stretched out her hand and covered Song Yuchen's beautiful eyes.

"Don't look, please..."

Song Yuchen felt the trembling of the person in his arms and her gradually weakening breathing, but he did not pull her hand down and let her hand cling to her eyes.

As soon as the scene in the video turned, I saw several people stepping forward to tear An Yifei's clothes off. Before that, someone had already held down An Yifei, who was motionless. Just when those hands were about to touch An Yifei's At that moment, the scene suddenly stopped.

Because he couldn't see it, but he could hear it, and he could imagine what the video would look like. The hand holding An Yifei suddenly tightened, and the covered eyes burst out with intense anger.

"brute!"

Qian Heng turned off his phone, stood up, glanced sideways at the person standing behind Song Yuchen, and then started laughing sickly.

"But it's a pity. Our Miss An has to fight to the death to protect her innocence. Even if she is injured, she can still kill those people. Miss An, is it worth it? He doesn't love you."

The words "He doesn't love you" were about to break An Yifei's already broken heart even more. The words "Is it worth it" made Song Yuchen's heart drip with blood like thousands of ants biting it.

An Yifei suddenly felt her hands filled with hot tears. The temperature made her body tremble. After being stunned for a moment, she slowly withdrew her hand.

She glanced at Song Yuchen in surprise, and then said sarcastically to Qian Heng: "How come it's not worth it? A person like you...has never had love in his whole life. You deserve it...is it worth it?"

The weakening breathing and the pain in her body made An Yifei feel that every word she spoke was being subjected to great torture.

An Yifei's words not only stimulated Qian Heng, but also stimulated Song Yuchen.

Song Yuchen's scarlet eyes were filled with tears, his teeth were clenched, and the visible veins on his forehead were bulging, all of which told of his anger.

"What do you want!" He gritted his teeth.

"Hmph, what do I want! I want you to die!" Qian Heng's face was ferocious, like a devil who eats people without blinking an eye.

"You, you killed my parents, framed my brother, and now you have killed my child, you, what do you want? Let, let Achen go!"

An Yifei, who was in a state of pain, tried her best to say a sentence. After the words were spoken, her breathing became rapid and she couldn't breathe. The picture in front of her began to blur.

"If you want to leave, fine, just ask Song Yuchen to transfer all the shares in his name to me, and I'll let you go!" Qian Heng said with a smile.

Shares are nothing to Song Yuchen now. If shares can be exchanged for An Yifei's life, why doesn't he give it to him? "Okay, I'll give it!"

"Feifei, don't sleep! Wake up! You can't sleep!" Song Yuchen looked at An Yifei, who was gradually losing consciousness, with a pale face.

Qian Heng winked, and the person on the side took out the equity transfer document that had been prepared for Song Yuchen to sign.

An Yifei knew that she was about to die. She heard the words "equity transfer" in a daze. She slowly reached out her hand and grabbed Song Yuchen's sleeve. The blood gushing from her fingertips dyed his sleeve red.

"No, don't, sign..."

Song Yuchen was stunned for a moment, then took the equity transfer booklet and signed it. It turned out that he had come prepared.

The moment the transfer letter was handed over, the man in black behind Song Yuchen aimed at Song Yuchen and shot him.

The unexpected gunshot made them all stunned. Song Yuchen looked at the blood on his chest and smiled, his smile was very sad.

He hugged An Yifei tightly, tears of regret shed from the corners of his eyes. An Yifei held her last breath, stretched out her hand to wipe away the tears on his face, and said with a smile: "Achen, don't cry, no, it's not worth it. Ah Chen, I have always wanted to tell you that I love you, but, but, I..." I'm tired, really tired.

Before she finished speaking, An Yifei's hand fell down and she lost her breath, with a final smile on her lips.

Song Yuchen looked at the scene in front of him and the unfinished words with red eyes and hugged An Yifei tightly with trembling hands.

Just when he heard Qian Heng laughing wildly, he took out a gun from his arms, hit it between his eyebrows, and killed Qian Heng.

The gun was secretly given to Song Yuchen by An Yifei before she left. She had been hiding it in a place they never expected.

At the same time, the men in black all around took out their guns and aimed at Song Yuchen. After a few shots, Song Yuchen was dead.

He just hugged An Yifei and knelt there quietly. Before that, he said, "Feifei, I'm sorry, I will love you in my next life..."

Thunder suddenly sounded in the sky, thunder and lightning intertwined, and gradually it began to rain. The seawater under the cliff was turbulent, and the waves silently hit the rocks on the shore.

The rain hit their bodies, and the blood mixed with the rain, making it particularly dazzling on the ground.

At the cliff, where their blood flowed, it took on the shape of a datura flower.

In the depiction of red blood, the datura flower becomes increasingly strange, revealing its deadly beauty.