"You can't learn how much hardship you suffer."

Zhou Zimo turned around and picked up shoes for her, but turned around and disappeared.

In the white snow, the petite figure ran very fast, and I didn't remember that I was not wearing shoes.

Even though I knew there was no chance, I still couldn't help but want to run away.

Because I know that once I am caught, I will never have the chance to go out.

Zhou Zimo looked ugly and was angry. He strode to catch up with her and threw her on his shoulders: "Even if you escape to the ends of the world, I will catch you back, you can try it."

"Uh..." After a sudden ups and downs, Ye Yifan's stomach suddenly hit his shoulder, feeling that his intestines were about to break. Her face turned red and her eyes were dark, and she had no strength to struggle. She only saw countless pairs of soldiers' legs pedaling forward on both sides.

His head hit his back, his muscles were strong, like a human wall, making her hurt.

She felt a bulge on her forehead, and there was a bulge of pain.

"Let me down!" She pounded his back with both hands, her fist seemed to hit the iron plate, and her finger bones were red...

Zhou Zimo slapped her on the butt and gritted her teeth and said, "I dare to run away. I'm going home to clean up you!"

Ye Yifan had never had despair, and the appearance of this man completely broke her imagination of humanity.

He is like a devil.

Her dying struggle could not even have any effect on him, and at this moment she knew why so many people were frightened by him.

At the same time, it also made her realize her situation. From beginning to end, she was just a toy and a slave, with no choice, and no right to break up.

No matter how unwilling she was, she would not want to escape as long as he didn't let go.

...

In winter, it was dark early and the road was frozen and it was inconvenient to move forward. Zhou Zimo led his team to rest in the Taoist temple.

In the wide hall, soldiers held long spears in their hands and pointed their guns at hundreds of little Taoist priests kneeling on the ground and shivered.

Zhou Zimo sat on the chair, and Ye Yifan was held in his arms, revealing his furry little head.

Under the dim light, her big dark eyes flashed like stars in the dark night with tiny light.

The man's handsome face flickers in the candlelight blowing by the breeze, and the quiet and empty space is filled with shade, and the atmosphere seems a bit gloomy and tense.

After smoking cigarettes, Zhou Zimo lowered her head, brushed a wisp of her face away, pulled her cloak and covered her body, and asked her gently, "Don't you sleep?"

Ye Yifan turned his face away and ignored him. Zhou Zimo chuckled and pinched her little face: "I don't sleep now, I don't have to sleep tonight."

After saying that, he lowered his head and kissed her, completely ignoring the presence of so many people, pinched her teeth and forced her to open her mouth and endured his kiss.

Ye Yifan felt embarrassed and frowned and struggled. Zhou Zimo did not restrain himself, but instead became more severe. He reached his big hand from her clothes and rubbed her delicate skin.

"Um..." She clenched her fists and turned her face away.

Zhou Zimo leaned into her ear and whispered: "Believe it or not, I want you now."

Sure enough, the woman was not struggling when she heard his words.

Ye Yifan closed his eyes and frowned, endured his rude and savage kiss.

The man's hot hands wandered around her, and the originally quiet and scary hall came from time to time, the woman's suppressed moans and the man's heavy breathing sounds.
Chapter completed!