Strong flash marriage: Mr. Lu pinches waist and kisses every night

The air in Ancheng was extremely hot and humid in July, and the prisoners in the East Suburb Women's Prison were feeling a little irritated due to the heat.

Only Yan Wanning could not feel the heat. Her hands and feet were cold. She sat alone in the corner, sobbing quietly.

The prisoner lying next to her suddenly stood up, slapped her hard, and yelled at the top of his voice, "Damn it, why are you crying? Is it time to mourn someone's death in your family? You're keeping me awake so early in the morning!"

A red palm print was immediately left on Yan Wanning's fair face.

The four words "someone died in the family" pierced Yan Wanning's nerves like a sharp knife.

Because she just learned that her mother was critically ill and her life was in danger.

She gritted her teeth and looked up angrily at the woman who hit her.

The woman is the boss of the prison. All female prisoners who are locked up have basically been bullied and beaten by her and her subordinates.

So much so that all the prisoners in the prison had to keep their heads down when facing her.

Being suddenly stared at like this by Yan Wanning, she was stunned at first, and then her face was full of disbelief.

"Oh, you're so brave, you dare to stare at me, are you itching for trouble? I'll beat you to death, you bitch!"

Immediately, a prisoner came over and grabbed the eldest sister, "Boss, the weather is hot, you should take a rest, leave this little thing to us."

The eldest sister hummed with satisfaction, "Then I'll leave it to you."

She stepped aside and prepared to watch the show.

In the room, the other prisoners walked towards Yan Wanning tacitly and surrounded her.

Yan Wanning covered her face, looking at the sinister smiling faces in front of her in horror, her voice trembling: "What do you want to do?"

"What do you think we want to do?"

"Tell me yourself, you disturbed our boss's sleep, shouldn't you be punished?"

The person who spoke grabbed Yan Wanning's hair and pulled her to the corner.

Two prisoners held her arms, one on the left and one on the right, and the rest walked towards the door, blocking the view from outside with their bodies to ensure that the prison guards would not notice the scene here.

The light in Yan Wanning's sight was blocked by the figures of these people. She curled up in the darkness, her eyes full of fear and despair.

Just as she was about to shout for help, she was slapped hard by the person in front of her.

"Want to call that damn old woman to save you?"

Another slap landed fiercely, "The old lady is taking a nap at this time, I'm afraid she doesn't have time to mind your business."

"You bastard, you really don't learn your lesson. You've been here for five years and you still haven't learned your lesson."

"I told you that here, we all have to listen to the boss and cannot disobey his orders. Why can't you remember?"

The woman who was called the boss was very happy to be complimented, and watched Yan Wanning being punched and kicked with satisfaction.

Before long, Yan Wanning was beaten black and blue and fell to the ground, too weak to make a sound.

At this moment, a serious scolding voice came from outside the door.

"What are you all doing here?"

The prisoners blocking the door immediately moved aside, and the prisoners who surrounded Yan Wanning also dispersed, each of them acting as if nothing had happened, as if they were not the ones who had just beaten someone.

The prison guard opened the door and walked in, glancing around at everyone in the room.

His eyes fell on Yan Wanning who was curled up in the corner. Seeing the handful of hair that had been pulled out and the pool of bloody sputum on the ground, he frowned slightly.

Yan Wanning looked at him expectantly, hoping that he could seek justice for her and punish those who hurt her, but the prison guard just said, "0528, come out."

She sneered, struggled to get up from the ground, wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth, and walked towards the prison guard dragging her broken leg.

When they left, the prisoners all laughed smugly.

"I said, we'll be fine, and we don't have to be so secretive next time."

"She offended a big shot outside, and someone above her has warned her not to have an easy life. We beat her up to help the big shot vent his anger."

"This bastard deserves it!"

The prison guard took Yan Wanning to an office and handed her a note.

The contents of the note stunned Yan Wanning for a moment.

The prison guard warned her coldly: "You only have one day, come back as soon as you are done, and don't cause me any trouble!"

The moment he walked out of the prison gate, Yan Wanning was dazzled by the fiery red sunset in the sky and raised his hand to block the light.

A man got out of a car across the street. She knew him; he was the driver of the Qiao family.

The prison guard gave the driver a few instructions and then handed Yan Wanning over to her.

Yan Wanning looked at the driver anxiously and asked, "How is my mother now?"

The driver didn't answer her, but just looked at the road ahead with an expressionless face, as if he couldn't hear her voice.

She looked down at the note tightly held in her hand, her eyes filled with humiliation and hatred.

The note read: If you want to save your mother, wait patiently for the man the driver will take you to see.

She gritted her teeth and asked, "Who is that man?"

The driver said coldly: "Ms. Yan, I'm just a driver."

Yan Wanning bit her lip and asked no more questions.

The driver must know something about the situation, but the Qiao family didn't allow him to say it, so he didn't dare to say more.

It was indeed difficult for him to offend the powerful Qiao family for a "murderer" like her.

As for who that man is, perhaps it doesn’t matter at all.

He can be a disgusting pervert or a sick beggar.

In short, as long as he's a man, it's fine.

All they wanted was for Yan Wanning to live a life worse than death.

She had no choice but to follow the arrangements of the Qiao family, because her mother's life and death was still in their hands.

When it was getting dark, she was taken to an underground garage.

As soon as she entered, she smelled a pungent smell of blood, which made her feel very uneasy.

"This is where?"

What responded to her was the loud bang of the rolling door closing behind her and the pitch darkness of the garage.

It was the driver who closed the door. He sent Yan Wanning here as instructed by the Qiao family and then left directly.

"Hey you!"

Yan Wanning turned around and was about to chase after him, but was grabbed back by a pair of strong hands behind him.

Before she could react, she fell into a strong embrace, with the man's hot breathing in her ears.

"Why did it come so slowly?"

The voice was filled with anger and strength, which frightened Yan Wanning so much that she trembled all over. She didn't even dare to cry out in pain when he scratched the wound on her body.

"I……"

"Forget it, stop talking and take off your clothes yourself!" the man ordered her impatiently.

In the darkness, Yan Wanning's eyes were full of tears, and she trembled as she took off her thin clothes.

She knew she had no way out, and she only hoped that the Qiao family would keep their word and save her mother.

When skin pressed against skin, she felt the man's whole body was wet.

She knew it was blood.

As soon as she entered the garage, she smelled the pungent smell of blood.

"Are you... dying?"

The man snorted coldly: "Yes, I'm afraid of dying on you?"

She thought of countless possibilities, a beggar, a pervert, but she never thought of a dying man covered in blood. In the darkness, Yan Wanning was already in tears, and her voice trembled slightly: "Don't be afraid."

Aren't you afraid?

She was just a girl in her early twenties, being pinned down by a dying stranger. How could she not be afraid?

But she couldn't retreat because of fear, because her mother was still waiting for her to save her.

The man kept saying that he was dying, but the strength in his lower body was terrifyingly strong.

Yan Wanning was hit by him again and again, and felt that her whole body was about to be torn apart, but she did not dare to cry out. She could only grit her teeth and endure it silently.

After an unknown amount of time, the man finally stopped and lay motionless on Yan Wanning's body.

Yan Wanning felt like she was about to be crushed to death by him, so she pushed him, but he didn't react at all.

He is...

do you died?