Yi Xiangxi was extremely satisfied with her surrender. Before closing the door, he said calmly: "You have another task. From tomorrow on, send Bingbing a bouquet of flowers every day!"
Her mind was buzzing, and stars were popping up one after another.
He reached out his hand, gently held her face, bit her already red and swollen lips unscrupulously, and then slowly, slowly kissed away the traces of blood with the tip of his tongue, and let out a burst of unconscious moans.
The voice suddenly pressed her down again...
Qiao Xiaomai was caught off guard. He pressed her tightly, and his cruel voice was extremely abnormal. It was like the animal nature in a person had been completely aroused. It was all animal parts and no human part.
"Qiao Xiaomai, remember, every time I abuse you, you have to send Bingbing a bouquet of flowers. Because I feel sorry for her! She is a woman I have liked for many years and is my first love. I should have
Keep your integrity for her! But, it’s because of you, a bitch, that I feel sorry for her. You are not allowed to say anything, otherwise, your damn shameless old father will be dead!"
Behind him, the door slammed shut.
Qiao Xiaomai's whole body collapsed on the ground, and the scissors hit the floor with a bang.
The night has gone deep.
She sat in the dark for a long time. Then she walked out, her steps as light as a ghost. She entered her bedroom, locked the door, and then pulled down the toilet.
There is an extremely sharp fruit knife hidden in the paper basket next to the toilet.
There is a machete hidden in Yi Xiangxi's drawer; but little does he know that she, Qiao Xiaomai, has been hiding a sharp knife her entire life!
She took the fruit knife and made a gesture on her heart - so accurate. She had practiced this action many times and repeated it thousands of times.
It seemed like the demon's chest. His heart was trembling, and his lips were trembling violently. There was only one voice in his head shouting: Kill him! Kill him! One day, I will kill him!
She rushed out.
Because she was running so fast, her head hit the door. She felt a sharp pain and woke up suddenly.
no.
Not the time.
Now is not the time.
The fruit knife was hidden again.
She stayed motionless against the wall and didn't make any more noise.
That was the first time Qiao Mai walked out of the door of this house.
When she finally found the air outside the respiratory wall, she had thought countless times that it must be when her father was undergoing surgery, but she never imagined that it would be in such a scene.
The driver was already waiting for her. He was an expressionless old man who was dry and taciturn. When he saw her, he just said coldly: "The roses have been bought. Mr. Yi asked you to deliver them and come back immediately."
She said nothing and got in the car.
This old man is a supervisor.
Yi Xiangxi was afraid that she would take the opportunity to escape.
In fact, why is this necessary? How can she escape? She has endured the humiliation and burden to such an extent. If she ran away, wouldn't the whole army be wiped out? The humiliation she suffered, her father's life and death... just like a gambler who has already lost all his money.
Although he lost his gambling capital, he still refused to give up and borrowed money from loan sharks in an attempt to recover his capital.
It was a high-end residential area.
The car stopped, the driver went to ring the bell, and a nanny came out to open the door. He saw Qiao Xiaomai holding a handful of delicate red roses in his arms, and said with a smile: "Again, sending flowers to Miss Bingbing? So beautiful, Mr. Yi is so beautiful