Help! The yandere's beloved pet wants to escape

"what!!!"

Song Churan's screams echoed in her heart.

The heavy iron door slammed shut.

Jiang Wanqing was held in his arms. He walked all the way upstairs and carried her into the master bedroom on the second floor, with two bodyguards following behind.

Gu Shiche is still injured and has not recovered yet, so he has followers around him during this period.

At this moment, her mind was filled with the image of Song Churan being beaten and bleeding.

Jiang Wanqing couldn't help but burst into tears.

She was really scared. She had never been so afraid of this man before.

But Gu Shiche raised a faint smile at the corner of his lips, closed his eyes, and enjoyed her crying.

This is simply the most beautiful music in the world. I really want to record it and enjoy it anytime, anywhere...

He bent down slightly, as if greedily sniffing the fragrance of Jiang Wanqing's hair, and took a deep breath.

The scent on her body is better than any perfume in the world.

"Qingqing."

His tone was filled with lust, his eyes were blurry, and he called her name softly.

So great... I really want to make it into a collection and keep it with me forever. Whenever I want to see it, I can take it out and appreciate it.

"No other man is allowed to call you that anymore."

He paused and lightly pressed his fingertips next to Jiang Wanqing's eyes. The cold touch frightened her and made her tremble.

"Those eyes are so pretty, like a kitten's, but... they can only look at me, okay."

"otherwise..."

He applied slight pressure with his fingertips.

"I'll dig your eyes out and soak them in formalin."

Gu Shiche came to her ear and gave her an evil smile that made people shudder.

The two bodyguards behind him didn't move at all, with their heads slightly tilted back, as if someone had cast a spell to immobilize them.

He loosened his grip, threw Jiang Wanqing on the bed, stood in front of the bed, and leaned over her.

Jiang Wanqing didn't know if it was the cold air blowing in from the window or the low pressure on his body, but her back felt cold and she couldn't help shivering.

"Tokitoshi...brother."

Jiang Wanqing's eyes were red from crying, and her heart was beating faster and faster.

She tried to calm herself down and called his name softly.

"It's time to change your tone and call me husband."

He stared straight at Jiang Wanqing's face, his eyes filled with excitement.

Like a wild beast waiting for its prey in the darkness, it felt like it would pounce on her and bite her hard in the next second.

Gu Shiche slowly opened the drawer of the bedside table and took out an exquisite gift box.

He knelt on one knee and gently took her left hand.

When the gift box was opened, an extremely gorgeous diamond ring was revealed, as big as a pigeon egg.

Before she could say anything, Gu Shiche put it on the ring finger of her left hand.

Jiang Wanqing opened her wet eyes and opened her mouth slightly in surprise.

Gu Shiche raised a gentle smile at the corner of his lips, stood up, and gently ruffled her hair.

"Wife, please take good care of me in the future."

The bodyguard behind her immediately cheered: "Hello, Madam!"

"Hi, young lady!"

There was continuous applause in the room, and the bodyguard's bearded face was filled with a happy smile.

Only Jiang Wanqing had a pale face and lowered her head, staring at the wedding ring on her ring finger without blinking.

She had imagined this scene countless times when she was young.

Whether it's on a hot air balloon in Türkiye, under the aurora borealis, or in a field covered in stars.

In her mind, the cold yet gentle brother Shi Che knelt on one knee and said to her gently: "Qingqing, will you marry me?"

If it were her old self, she would definitely jump up with excitement, hug him tightly and never let go, lying in his arms and acting coquettishly.

But now, she just felt that the ring was extremely hot.

She didn't want to be locked up here for the rest of her life and become his canary.

A life that relies on men to survive is not a life.

If one day, Gu Shiche abandoned her, she would be left with nothing, and she didn't want to end up like that.

She is a human being, a flesh and blood person.

"Okay, I'll marry you."

Jiang Wanqing's tears hung in her eyes for a long time without falling, and her lips trembled slightly.

"Can you let Song Churan go?"

"It's that name again." Gu Shiche clenched his fists, staring at her with anger in his black eyes.

"Will you die if you don't mention his name for even a second?"

In the dim light, she saw Gu Shiche tugging at his tie in annoyance.

Jiang Wanqing sat on the edge of the bed, pulling his trouser legs with her two small hands, and raised her head to beg.

"Brother Shiche, I don't want... I don't want our marriage to be stained with blood."

Those people beat Song Churan with brutal force. If he doesn't seek medical treatment for such serious injuries, he will die sooner or later...

When he saw her mention that name, Gu Shiche became very annoyed and suddenly shook off her hand.

Jiang Wanqing stood up and wanted to pull him over to beg for mercy.

But she had been kneeling for too long, her knees softened, she staggered suddenly, and her body fell backwards involuntarily.

Jiang Wanqing subconsciously grabbed everything around her that she could grab.

Her red and swollen knee hit the ground hard, and she knelt on the ground with a frown in pain.

There was only the sound of cloth being torn and a hiss.

Gu Shiche suddenly felt a coolness down there, and his expression froze.

She frowned, raised her eyelids and looked forward, seeing two white thighs looking up.

She was stunned and subconsciously looked at the thing in her hand. It turned out to be Gu Shiche's pants!

Gu Shiche's face froze, still maintaining the same angry expression, but his eyes were wide open and his brows were knitted together.

Jiang Wanqing couldn't use her legs because of her knee injury.

The two bodyguards behind him silently covered their eyes and turned around wisely.

"Master, the water in the kitchen is boiling. I'll go check it out."

The bodyguard, who was as strong as a wall of flesh, stretched out his legs and ran away.

Another bodyguard followed him, shouting, "Qiaodou Masai! I want to see Dajuhua too."

Gu Shiche's face looked grim. He slowly lowered his head and silently pulled up his pants.

She didn't know if it was an illusion, but she felt that Gu Shiche's face was a little blushing.

The elastic band of his underwear broke and hung loosely on his body.

The zipper of his suit pants was broken and the buttons were nowhere to be found.

Gu Shiche struggled for a long time but couldn't zip up his pants, so he could only hold on to his pants with one hand.

Jiang Wanqing bit her lip, still lying on the ground, her little face as hot as if it were on fire.

What did she just see...

Although they have already done such things.

But...

"stand up."

He said to her with a somewhat uncomfortable tone.

"Oh." Jiang Wanqing tried to stand up, but her legs were numb and her knees were painful.

Gu Shiche sighed, clutched his pants tightly with one hand, and pulled her arm hard with the other hand to help her up.

The air suddenly became lonely and awkward.

The back of Gu Shiche's ears was slightly red, and because of his fair skin, it was particularly obvious.

"Well, I..."

Before Gu Shiche could finish, Jiang Wanqing quickly replied with a red face.

"Yes! It's really amazing!"

No wonder it hurts so much every time, it turns out it’s because of the tool.

Gu Shiche: “…”