Gu Yusheng tightened his grip on her, as if he hadn't heard her begging.
The slight smell of tobacco mixed with a faint fragrance on his body was very refreshing. It was the smell that Qin Zhi'ai had been obsessed with, but at this moment, with the smell constantly drilling into her nose, endless fear was the only feeling she recognized.
Qin Zhi'ai had already exhausted her strength because she had struggled so hard at first. After he increased his strength, she could barely breathe.
She could feel his lips falling on her neck, biting her collarbone. The previous nightmare-like scenes suddenly rushed into her brain, and her body trembled subconsciously. She uttered scattered sentences with a quivering voice. "I'm begging you… Please don't… My pretending to be sick was not to get your attention…"
As he had before, he ignored her begging again and tore her dress into two pieces with a sharp sound, as if he was determined to torture her to death.
