"C'mmon…don't cry darling. We haven't even started warming up yet. Should I tell you what is it that I have planned for you? The first thing that I want to do is carve the organ out of you which I hate the most. Can you guess what am I referring to here," Fu asked Jia Li, smacking his lips.
At no response coming forth, he intertwined his fingers with her hair and pulled them hard. She whimpered in pain.
"When I ask you a question, you answer back. Understood?" he said in a normal tone, while his hands dug into her hair cruelly.
"Now that you know the rules, let's start. First, I want to see how do you look these days. Are those curves still as alluring as before?" saying so, he started shearing her clothes with the sharp knife.
She tried resisting but was rewarded with a stinging slap in return.
"Hold still. I don't want to accidentally cut your body yet. I told you, we have to follow the plan. Why do you never listen to me?" he gave her a disappointing look.