"No, no - I am not Mu Nanrui's woman, I am not-" Listening to the man's words, Qiao Wei realized at this time that the man's hatred for her seemed to come from Mu Nanrui. He thought she was Mu Nanrui's woman so humiliated her.

"Little bitch, I'm just saying no now, it's too late." The one-armed man stretched out his tongue and licked it, turned around and walked out.

Qiao Wei struggled a few more times, hoping to break free from the rope tied to her body. She didn't want such a man to invade her body.

In two minutes, the one-armed man returned, with a sharp blade on his hand.

He held the blade and slowly moved up and down Qiao Wei's body, finally pressed it on her face, and said with a sneer: "Haha, as long as I exert force, what will your beautiful face turn into?"

"No, don't treat me like this. I'm really not Mu Nanrui's woman, really not." Qiao Wei wanted to hide back, but she had nowhere to hide. She could only watch the one-armed man holding the blade and swaying on her face. If she was not careful, she would scratch her face.

"I can't bear to treat you like that, either." The one-armed man sneered, moved the blade down, and finally stopped on the rope that tied to Qiao Wei. After cutting it hard, the rope broke, and Qiao Wei's hands and feet were liberated.

"What do you want to do?" Qiao Wei asked hesitantly, trying to remove the other side of the table, but the wooden table creaked as soon as it moved.

"I want to fuck you!" The one-armed man smiled lewdly and took action to drag Qiao Wei's legs, dragging her closer.

"No, don't treat me like this. I am really not Mu Nanrui's woman. The woman he loves is not me, but a woman named Lan Lan." Qiao Wei kicked her feet desperately and reported Lan Lan's name, hoping that this person could let her go.

This man is so disgusting that she wants to vomit when she sees him. Now he still wants to treat her like that, but she really can't accept it.

"Shut your mouth!" The one-armed man pulled Qiao Wei's hair and lifted her up, slapped her hard, and roared, "You bitch, who doesn't know that Lan Lan is dead? Do you want to fool me like a monkey?"

"No, I don't." Qiao Wei covered her face and cursed Lan Lan thousands of times in her heart. Mu Nanrui liked her Lan Lan, but she was Qiao Wei who was caught and vented. She couldn't swallow this tone in her life.

The one-armed man stretched out his hand and lifted up Qiao Wei's skirt that could hardly be covered, revealing the t-shaped black bottom | pants.

"I'm dressed like this and said no. You want to beg me to ask you." As soon as the one-armed man saw it, he almost immediately, and his eyes radiated an evil light.

He reached out to wipe off the saliva flowing out, dragged Qiao Wei back with a strong force, and rushed in.

"Ah——" Qiao Wei let out a moan that seemed pleasant and painful.

"I thought there was something different from other women. After being taken over by other men, Mu Nanrui still wanted to marry you so firmly. Compared with other women, you are just like this." Not as tight and different as imagined, the one-armed man suddenly lost interest and rushed into Qiao Wei's body like completing a task.
Chapter completed!