Bai Tang returned to her familiar home, but all this made her feel a little strange.

Heihe took her to the bathroom and washed the stains off their bodies.

When a favorite item is broken and imperfect, you won't like it so much. Instead, your possessiveness and protectiveness will become stronger, and you are afraid that it will be hurt again. This is strange, Heihe thought.

Bai Tang's limbs were soaked softly in the bathtub, floating on the water like a balloon without any sense of direction.

He sat behind her and scrubbed every inch of her skin with his big hands.

"You're so dirty, but you're mine. Tsk, it's a bit disgusting."

"..."

The water wet her hair and stuck to her scalp sparsely, making her eyes protrude, and her big eyes were full of sadness.

He lowered his head, opened his mouth wide, bit her shoulder, and bit her hard.

"Hmm..." She said in pain.

Blood oozed from the shoulder, and the original marks were replaced by new bite marks.

There was a trace of satisfaction in Heihe's eyes, but it was not enough. He lifted her arm and moved it down step by step, leaving big tooth marks.

"Hiss... be gentle." She frowned, with sadness in her eyes.

The water in the bathtub was stained red by her blood and smelled of strong rust.

There were bite marks all over her body, and she stared blankly at the teeth marks on her legs. His mouth is so big, like an oval as big as a palm, leaving neat marks of teeth one after another.

His eyes were so hot that her face felt a little hot, and she understood his thoughts instantly.

The water around the two people was quickly bounced away by them, splashing onto the walls, walls, and floor of the bathtub...

When they were done, she lay weak and pale in the bathtub.

And he was in a good mood. She had cooperated with him just now, the haze in her eyes dissipated, and he happily went to cook something for her.

She had a stomachache, clenched her fingertips into fists, and gritted her teeth.

He wrapped her body in a bath towel, put on a white nightgown with suspenders, put her on the crystal wheelchair, and wrapped a red rope around her.

He pushed his wheelchair to the dining table, where delicious food was prepared. His expression was as usual, only a little more tender.

He fed her patiently, still following the old routine, and when she finished, he was eating his own meal.

She was a little moved, her throat was choked, and her tears couldn't stop flowing out. She shouldn't be greedy. He was actually very good to her, but it was just a crazy woman who caused trouble. What's wrong with her? She's been crying a lot lately. When I first entered the house, I had mixed emotions and secretly shed a few tears; when I had sex just now, I was so emotional that I cried; but now, I was moved to tears by his actions.

"Don't cry", he wiped her tears.

Her vision was blurry, and her grievances were like a flash flood. She cried very hard, whimpering loudly, her eyes were red, her eyelids were red, and her nose was pink.

He was afraid that she would cry, so he hugged her and stuck out his tongue to lick her tears.

His kiss was as gentle as the spring breeze, blowing away some of the depression in her heart.

"It's all my fault. I couldn't protect myself, and I shouldn't be liked by you."

At that moment, she hated herself, hated her weakness, hated her special physique, hated everything about her.

He fell silent.

He was surprised. She has changed.

He stopped kissing and looked at her with a complicated expression. He saw that there were often tears in her eyes, her face was pale, her eyebrows were stained with a lot of sorrow, her hair had lost some of its luster, and her whole person was much darker.

She wasn't like this before. She loves to laugh, can be a little naughty, loves to eat, and loves to play, like a delicate rose, bright and bright. Now, her petals are withered, their color is dim, and they are much withered.

He didn't reply to her directly. When she felt better, he handed the spoon to her mouth.

"Do you still want to eat?"

She shook her head, lost her mind, and looked at the food without any appetite.

The admiral sent him a message, asking him to pack up and leave for the Wandering Star immediately.

He looked at the meat bun machine in embarrassment, squeezed the machine and took a deep breath.

He glanced at her belly, which was huge. He put his hand on her belly and rubbed it.

By the time he comes back, has she already given birth? Will she forget him and only care about her children? Thinking of this, his heart ached, as if someone had crushed him.

"She's about to give birth."

"Really?"

There was light in her eyes immediately, and the rose bloomed with its brilliance as if it was reborn.

He was stunned. He taunted in his heart, she didn't belong to him after all. As long as she lives, she will be disobedient. Only the dead are the most obedient.

There was determination in his eyes. When he came back, he would kill her and the cubs. She would be obedient and belong to him forever, forever...

He laughed ferociously, his pupils narrowed, the whites of his eyes increased, and he pressed her stomach firmly.

"You are mine, you know? Bai Tang."

She blinked and looked at him timidly. what happened to him? Why did the mood suddenly collapse again? She was so afraid of being locked up in a dark room, so afraid of his cold violence.

One second, he looked ferocious, and the next second, he was extremely gentle.

"I'm going on a long journey, and I'm very worried about you. I will remember to miss you. I may stay on the Wandering Star for a long time, will you betray me?"

He looked at her lovingly, spoke gently, and touched her head.

She shook her head and cried again. She doesn't want him to leave, so what should she do? She was about to be left behind by him again. So who will take care of her? She is a cripple now!

"Don't cry, I will let mother take good care of you."

She was terrified and terrified, and the horrific memories were like a tornado destroying her body and mind. She shook her head wildly, very fast and with very forceful movements.

"Please, I don't want it!"

"I only believe in my mother, she can do it."

Regardless of her resistance, he insisted on taking her to Lan's house.

Hei He walked to Lan He and lowered his head to give some instructions.

Lan He held the wine glass high and lay on the chaise longue, with a smile in his eyes and nodded.

"He'er, don't worry, I will take good care of her, and she will be good."

Heihe kissed Baitang and hugged her tightly.

"Be patient and wait for me to come back."

Bai Tang's eyes were frightened, his lips and teeth were trembling, and he couldn't speak. He could only nod helplessly while crying.

She watched him leave until his figure disappeared into the air.

The next second, Lan He laughed ferociously.

Lan He's voice was sharp and thin, like a knife, very terrifying, the tip of the knife danced crazily on Bai Tang's eardrum.

Lan He squeezed her throat tightly, the gentleness on his face no longer existed, only cruelty remained.

"Look, my dear, a disabled and pregnant woman was thrown into the wilderness. Will she starve to death?"

Bai Tang opened his eyes in horror, what crazy words was the mad woman talking about?