Chapter 1239: Kowtow Three Times

Cen Xi is very beautiful, as delicate as a porcelain doll.

She is pure and charming, and many people are attracted by her appearance the first time they see her.

She has many suitors, but she has known self-protection since she was a child.

It's not that I haven't met the kind of person who even wants to destroy her in order to get her.

The big dragon in the desert last time was the same one.

But at that time, she could still move her hands.

After she came out of Mr. Qiao's room tonight, she was too flustered and nervous to notice the movement around her, so Shen Hao took the opportunity to knock her out and bring her here.

She couldn't break free from the rope that bound her hands, and she didn't even have time to feel the burning pain on her face. The cold water kept rushing towards her lips and nose. She wanted to float up, but Shen Hao held her down hard...

She felt that her lungs were becoming increasingly deprived of oxygen, and her whole body was becoming more and more uncomfortable.

Could it be that she was going to die tonight?

When she was about to suffocate again, Shen Hao pulled her up.

Cen Xi fell to the ground, spitting water from his mouth. The whole person seemed to be in a state of collapse, unable to exert any strength.

Shen Hao looked at the looming white legs in the slit of her cheongsam. He couldn't wait to press on her, and pulled her collar with his big palm, exposing a large amount of snow-white skin on her shoulders and collarbone.

Cen Xi coughed violently, and stared at Shen Hao with scarlet and cold eyes, "Get out, or I will let you die without a burial place."

Shen Hao smiled disdainfully, "When you taste my power, you will beg me to have you."

As he spoke, he tore a larger hole in her cheongsam with one force.

Looking at her looming breasts wrapped in her inner clothes, he swallowed his saliva. Although she didn't look proud enough, she was just right. The most important thing was that her skin was much whiter than the average person's, like soft tofu. Yes, water will come out when you pinch it.

Faintly, Shen Hao seemed to smell the quiet fragrance of the bed.

With red eyes, he lowered his head and wanted to kiss her, but Cen Xi struggled desperately and made a lot of noise. Not only did he not take advantage, but he was bitten severely by her.

Shen Hao was completely out of his mind. He stopped kissing her and directly spread her thin white legs and pulled his fingers towards her underwear.

Cen Xi was really scared at that moment.

Will the Zhenjie she has guarded for twenty years fall into the hands of this evil young man?

Cen Xi kicked him as hard as she could.

Shen Hao was kicked to the core by her, and he clenched his teeth in pain. I didn’t expect this woman to be so fierce!

I'm not in the mood to have sex with her anymore, but my anger is rising, and I have to beat her to death no matter what today.

He picked her up from the ground and was about to push her into the bathtub again when suddenly the bathroom door was kicked open with a loud bang.

Shen Hao turned around reflexively.

I saw a man wearing a valuable black shirt and trousers standing at the door. He wore rimless glasses on his handsome face. His expression was gloomy and full of anger. He was like Shura coming out of hell. A cold breath emanated from his bones. It's chilling.

Before Shen Hao had time to react, the man picked up Shen Hao, then raised his slender legs and kicked him in the abdomen.

Shen Hao was kicked against the wall, fell down again, and rolled several times on the ground.

"Who the hell are you? If you dare to touch me, you will never stop believing..."

Before he could finish his words, he was kicked several times in succession.

Until he was lying on the ground, with no strength to move anymore.

Qiao Yanze walked up to Cen Xi, who was lying in front of the bathtub with a pale face, untied her hands, and pulled her up from the ground.

Before dragging her away, he glanced at Shen Hao coldly and said, "My surname is Qiao. If you don't accept it, remember to find me."

…

Cen Xi was like a broken doll thrown to the deck by Qiao Yanze.

He took out a clean plaid handkerchief from his trouser pocket and wiped his long and beautiful fingers, as if there were some disgusting bacteria on them.

Cen Xi looked at his actions, her pale lips trembling slightly.

After wiping his hands, he took out a necklace from his trouser pocket. When Cen Xi saw the necklace, she stood up from the deck with difficulty, "This is mine."

Did you drop it when you went to his room earlier?

She wanted to take the necklace over, but he took a step back.

Behind him is the vast ocean.

At this time, the yacht is moving forward and will not be able to return to shore until tomorrow morning.

Cen Xi's pupils shrank slightly, "The necklace is very important to me, please return it to me..."

Before she could finish her words, he interrupted her coldly, "Do you know who I am?"

Cen Xi looked at his pair of extremely cold peach blossom eyes under the lenses, and her eyelashes stained with mist trembled fiercely, "I know, I know, you are Master Qiao of the Duke's family."

"Then do you know who caused the Duke's residence to be ruined?"

Cen Xi's soul was trembling, and she bit her lip hard with her fine white teeth, so hard that she tasted blood on her tongue.

Her eyes were blurred by a layer of mist, and she lowered her head, not daring to look at him, "I know."

"Who is it?" He narrowed his eyes, full of danger and coldness.

Cen Xi closed her eyes, tears fell, and her teeth couldn't stop chattering, "Yes, it's my sister."

"Very good." Qiao Yanze's slender body leaned lazily on the railing, and the big hand holding her necklace reached into the sea. Seeing this, Cen Xi's pupils shrank suddenly, "Young Master Qiao, no, the necklace is really important to me. It’s very important, don’t throw it away!”

The coldness and danger on Qiao Yanze's face faded, and he raised the corners of his lips with a half-smile, "I heard that after you learned about your sister and me, you have been looking for me to apologize to me."

"yes."

"Okay, you apologize now, I want to see your sincerity."

Cen Xi sniffed, her soaked body shivering under the night sea breeze, and she said sincerely, "I'm sorry."

"Just an apology?"

"What do you want me to do, Master Qiao?"

Qiao Yanze twitched the corners of his lips. The peach blossom eyes under the lenses seemed calm, but in fact they were colder than the sharp blade. "You will do whatever I tell you to do?"

Cen Xi nodded, "Yes."

"Kneel down and kowtow three times."

Cen Xi suddenly raised her eyes and looked at him.

The corners of his lips were curved, but there was no warmth at all.

A suffocating pain spread across Cen Xi's chest. She looked at him, he was leaning on the railing, his tall figure cast a terrifying shadow, and his handsome and enchanting face was filled with a creepy coldness. Serious color.

The two looked at each other for nearly a minute, and he sneered, "What, you don't want to?"

He slowly let go of the necklace in his hands.

Plop.

Cen Xi's slender body knelt on the deck.

Then, there was a loud bang and her forehead hit the floor.

Once, twice, three times.

Every time, she used all her strength.

His fair forehead was dripping with blood from the knock.

But she remained silent and suffered silently.

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