Mr. President, Your Wife is too Overbearing!

Ya Quan's hand did not stop because of Ye Shayan's scream.

At this moment, his eyes focused mainly on the blood-stained fruit knife.

After holding the handle of the knife, Ya Quan ignored Ye Shayan's begging for mercy, and the blood on Ye Shayan's body splashed on him again.

He held the hand of the fruit knife and pulled it up little by little.

"what--"

Yaquan's movement of drawing the sword was very slow, but because it was too slow, Ye Shayan felt that every second was torture.

The frightening experience of the sharp blade cutting from the body stimulated her brain nerves like ants gnawing.

Ye Shayan screamed loudly, and then screamed in the second.

Jim looked at Yaquan, who was slowly pulling his sword, and Ye Shayan's irritated eyes stared in horror.

He moved his toes, moved his body slightly, and whispered beside Anthony:

"Yaquan's little white face is too abnormal!"

Ye Shayan is so miserable, even if she wants to kill her, will she give her a good time?

"what--"

Ye Shayan screamed till the end, her voice was hoarse and she almost had no energy to shout.

She wanted to faint so that she wouldn't feel the pain, but she couldn't faint, she could only feel the piercing pain alive.

"Well……"

When Ya Quan pulled out all the 15 cm fruit knives inserted into Ye Shayan's body.

The blood in her body poured out in an instant, bursting out and flowing on the sheets, like water coming out of a faucet, and the flow was endless.

After Yaquan drew the knife, he immediately raised the fruit knife, narrowed his eyes and swung it down again.

"Yaquan! Don't!"

Ye Shayan looked at Yaquan's knife-swinging gesture, her pain was about to faint, she said in horror again.

"what--"

Ye Shayan no longer wanted to see the horrible scene when the fruit knife pierced her body.

Seeing Yaquan swiping the knife down so cruelly without stopping, she screamed and closed her eyes.

Recognizing his fate, waiting for the knife that fell again to pierce her body.

However, Ye Shayan screamed, the ending sound was prolonged for five or six seconds, and she didn't feel it again, a third pain came from her body.

In doubt, she slowly opened her eyes, Ya Quan still maintained a half-bend posture.

She tilted her head to look, and suddenly found that the **** fruit knife slashed on the bed, but did not fall on her body.

When she looked carefully in shock, Ye Shayan discovered that Yaquan's knife had cut the rope tied to her hand.

Ya Quan didn't stabb her a few more times, but cut the rope tied to her hand.

So, is Yaquan planning to let her go?

Hope rekindled in Ye Shayan's heart, her eyes moved up, and her gaze fell on Ya Quan's face again.

"I only have one piece of advice for you, so you can do it for yourself."

Yaquan, who was slightly bent over, held the fruit knife in his hand and wiped the blood from the blade on the bed sheet.

"Just don't kill me, I will get out!"

Ye Shayan looked at Ya Quan, who didn't even look at her, and her tone was extremely indifferent. She nodded quickly.

"Do you know what to do after leaving this room?"

After wiping the fruit knife clean, Yaquan slowly straightened up and looked down at Ye Shayan coldly.

"Know, don't worry, I promise I won't say anything!"

Although Ye Shayan, who was still bleeding and the pain all over her body, was going crazy, she still answered Ya Quan affirmatively.