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394 He Jixiang 2

In the room, looking at the undressed man in front of him, He Jixiang felt uncontrollable panic and despair.

She backed away frequently until she was at the edge of the window, clinging to the edge of the window with one hand.

"No, don't come over. If you come over, I will jump down!"

"Bitch, just dance. Even if you die, I won't make it easy for you."

After taking off the coat, it was the undershirt. As soon as the coat fell to the ground, the yellow-brown pus stained on the undershirt almost made He Jixiang gag. His body had begun to fester. Even if he tried his best to cover up the putrid odor on his body with the scent of osmanthus, he could not hide it.

Don't go there.

Now that her coat was off, the pus was clearly visible in front of her eyes. In each pustule, through the transparent skin, she could see the yellow-brown viscous liquid inside. Some of them were even worn by the clothes, and kept leaking out.

Overflowing with pus.

In the bottom of He Jixiang's heart, boundless fear and nausea surged.

"Please, please don't. I will compensate you for whatever you want. I will clarify that I don't want this child, so I left the child behind. Please, no, no!"

Before she could finish speaking, Yin Tiangao had already reached out and dropped his inner coat, and the pustules on his body suddenly appeared as the inner coat was removed.

On the slightly fair skin, the pustules filled with yellowish-brown pus looked like rotting corpses. He Jixiang finally couldn't help it and started vomiting wildly.

After vomiting up all her breakfast, only sour water was left in the end. She was almost breathless after vomiting, and a pair of big palms touched her back without warning, helping her to breathe.

She fled in horror, but another big hand grabbed her and brought her whole body into his arms. The rotten stench assaulted her nostrils, and she almost fainted and shed tears in fear.

"Tian Gao, please, Tian Gao, please spare me, Tian Gao, please don't."

That trick of crying softly may be useful for Fengcheng, but for Yin Tiangao, whose eyes are now red with hatred, it has no effect at all.

He hugged her tightly, with one hand violently clamping her neck, and with a ferocious smile, he got closer to He Jixiang's face.

"Ah, no, no, no, please, I beg you, the sky is high, the sky is high!"

"He Jixiang, this is what you owe me. I didn't want to drag anyone down, so I refused to renew our relationship. But you were the one who wanted to marry me for nothing. I didn't want to hurt you, but you actually drugged me.

, You are a bitch, you bitch, you want it so much, do you dare to abort my child, do you want to find a general as your backer to avoid me for the rest of your life, He Jixiang, I want you to die..."

The cold ending was accompanied by He Jixiang's painful scream, and his possession was almost cruel.

There is no pleasure, only humiliation and pain, as well as boundless fear and overwhelming despair.

Tears fell like broken threads. The moment he took possession of her, He Jixiang knew that he was ruined.

This was the first time between Yin Tiangao and her, but what he brought to her was a disaster.

"Bitch, you bitch, you ruined my plan and the hope of our Yin family. Go die, die, die."

Yin Tiangao was laughing and cursing like a pervert. His smile was so hideous that it made He Jixiang's eardrums sting and he almost fainted.

He strangled her neck as hard as if he wanted to kill her, not allowing her to ask for help or crying, only letting her look at him with her eyes wide open and covered with fear and despair.

The abscess on his face dripped into He Jixiang's mouth. She resisted, but to no avail. Yin Tiangao wanted to kill her, and Yin Tiangao wanted to drag her to hell with him.

He almost tortured her to the point of fainting. After the huge fear and despair, all that was left in He Jixiang's heart was ashes. She was willing to let Yin Tiangao strangle her alive.

A sneer and bitterness spread at the corners of his mouth.

Feng Hongluan can't beat her after all, right?

She tried her best, but in Feng Hongluan's eyes, she was just a useless clown.

In the end, Feng Hongluan was unscathed, but she had to pay the price of death and pain, right?

"Bitch, I will drag you with me to hell!"

Yes, two lines of clear tears oozed from the corners of her eyes. Now, Yin Tiangao is dragging her to hell.

Even if I go to hell, I will drag you with me.

Even if I go to hell, I will drag you with me.



With this sentence echoing in his ears, He Jixiang had already collapsed and fell to the ground with a miserable smile, his face turned pale.

For a long time, he looked at Yin Tiangao who was putting on his clothes again not far away.

She suddenly sneered in despair: "Yin Tiangao, a scholar can be killed and not humiliated. I will not let you succeed, and I will not let that bitch succeed."

After saying that, she opened her mouth and was about to bite down on the base of her tongue. Unexpectedly, Yin Tiangao had quick eyes and quick hands and grabbed her chin. With a pinch, her whole chin was dislocated and she started to moan in pain.

From his mouth, he uttered indistinct words.

Yin Tian looked at her in pain with cold eyes, without any sympathy. In his opinion, the weak woman in front of him was disgusting and deserved to die.

The reason why he kept her alive was naturally to torture her better. He would not let her go easily for the things she owed him.

The Yin family is single, and all his hopes are placed on He Jixiang. Now, this bitch has ruined his dream with his own hands. With this hatred and debt, how can he let her go so easily.

"You want to die, you are dreaming, He Jixiang, you are planning everything, you design me, you design your maid, you design everyone you can design, He Jixiang, a vicious woman like you is not worthy of living in this world, but you also

Don’t expect to die so easily.”

Her jaw was pinched to the point of dislocation, and she spoke vaguely, drooling like a mentally retarded child. She must have looked extremely embarrassed, and her tears couldn't help but overflow because of such humiliation.

She wanted to run, but she knew she couldn't.

She wanted to die, but why was she so cruel and why couldn't she even die?

What on earth should I do, how should I treat her?

Fenghongluan, Fenghongluan, what do you want?


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