Rebirth: Back to before the tragedy

Chapter 183 Lamb to the Slaughter

Jiang Yuange's emotions were completely out of control. With a determined and uncompromising look in his eyes, he stared fiercely at Chi Morong who had trapped him.

Without saying another word, she resolutely threw herself at the man's neck, opened her mouth, and bit him hard.

Soon, a taste of rust appeared in my mouth.

The taste of blood stimulated her taste buds, but it could not calm the hatred in her heart.

At this moment, Jiang Yuange felt a sense of relief, a way to vent all his resentment.

She used all her strength to dig her teeth deep into Chi Morong's skin, wanting to make him taste the pain she had once suffered.

Chi Morong's body shook violently, his brows furrowed, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.

However, he did not resist or react.

In Jiang Yuange's heart, Chi Morong has become the devil in her heart, who trapped her in her last life and wanted to trap her in this life.

Deep in her heart, she was filled with endless resentment and anger towards him.

Blood dripped from Chi Morong's neck, and Jiang Yuange's eyes gradually became cold and ruthless.

She didn't care what the cost would be, she just wanted to make him feel the pain.

She bit harder, as if she wanted to suck all his blood out.

However, just when Jiang Yuange thought she could vent so wantonly, Chi Morong suddenly pushed her away.

"Jiang Yuange, do you think you can avoid the problem like this?"

Chi Morong's voice was low and cold, as if it came from hell.

Upon hearing this, Jiang Yuange increased his strength, as if he wanted to bite off the piece of meat.

Chi Morong's frown showed that his patience was running out.

A big hand pinched the woman's chin, and with a "click", Jiang Yuange's teeth loosened, but she couldn't close them.

Chi Morong violently removed the woman's chin.

Unable to speak, Jiang Yuange stared at the man with his large almond-shaped eyes with distinct black and white, his eyes filled with unconcealable anger and hatred.

When Chi Morong saw this look, his heart inexplicably palpitated.

The gentle yet rough palm covered the woman's big eyes and said in a low voice,

"Don't look at me like that."

Then, Jiang Yuange felt the hot and wet breathing beside his ears.

"Jiang Yuange, I love you, you are mine."

Jiang Yuange couldn't close her mouth and couldn't speak. She twisted her body hard, trying to break free from the man.

I have already cursed her in my heart, love her?

To love her is to remove her chin?

If you love her, you have to put your mark on her?

Chi Morong's dark eyes rolled over. He reached out his hand, untied the belt of the woman's bathrobe, and tied the woman's hands with the belt.

He then untied the belt around his waist and tied the woman's legs.

Then he began to put her jaw back in place.

Jiang Yuange's hands and legs were tied, and his bathrobe had lost its belt and spread out to the sides.

Struggling and resisting were of no use. Jiang Yuange closed his eyes and tears flowed from the corners of his eyes.

She lay on the bed like a lamb to be slaughtered and was to be sacrificed.

After waiting for a long time, there was no movement in the room.

The long-awaited sting of the needle piercing the skin did not come.

Jiang Yuange couldn't help but feel a sense of anticipation rising in his heart. Maybe Mr. Chi couldn't bear it. Maybe he was just scaring himself.

With such expectation, Jiang Yuange slowly opened his eyes.

What came into view was a shirtless man sitting on the edge of the bed.

In his hand, he held a tattoo needle and stabbed his left chest again and again.