Chapter 030 She is the Xiaoqiang who can’t be poured to death
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Mo Ye's eyes wandered to her chest, his dark eyes flashing with passion.
He hadn't touched her for three days, but he actually longed for her, to be entangled with her. Her beauty and tightness made it difficult for him to control himself just thinking about it.
Hiss... Suddenly, a sound of clothes tearing passed through the water curtain and fell into Ling Kexin's ears.
She trembled and felt a cold feeling on her chest. Her hands no longer held the water faucet, but quickly threw it towards Mo Ye... What did he want to do? Was he going to bully her here?
"Ah... let me go..." Her voice was unclear. She wanted to turn her head, but his hands held her firmly in place.
Ling Kexin's head had been poured with cold water, and the skin on her face was cold. She kept drinking water, spitting water, spitting water, and drinking water. She was so uncomfortable that she almost fainted.
One of the man's hands had wickedly covered her snow-white body. Under the bright light, she looked like a broken doll... her head was wet, her skirt was torn, and her breasts were turned pink by him.
Hate, the hatred for Mo Ye once again thickened in my heart!
She shook her hand with all her strength, but every time she only hit his arm, not his head. Her eyes were closed, so she couldn't see his evil face, but she knew it without looking,
At this time, his facial features were so twisted and ferocious, and his cold eyes were so bloodthirsty.
Devil! Devil, you will not die well!
Ling Kexin cursed him again and again in her heart, and even greeted his eighteen generations of ancestors.
The position of lying on his back was not only more uncomfortable, but also appeared more ambiguous. Mo Ye's originally upright body became more and more bent, and his hot lower body was pressed against hers.
Through the thin fabric, Ling Kexin could feel his arrogance and excitement... As long as he lifted up her skirt and tore off her restraints, he would succeed and do as he pleased.
She was afraid that he would be like this. In addition to scolding her, she was praying that he could save some face for her. If she were here, Ling Kexin felt that it would "blaspheme" the kitchen that Wang Ma had worked so hard to clean, and it would also pollute people's eyes and ears.
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In Ling Kexin's heart, Mo Ye's heart was too ugly. He was smooth and cold on the surface, but in reality he was a beast with a glamorous appearance.
If Mo Ye was unscrupulous here, Ling Kexin would rather he took a knife and smeared it on her slender neck. Let the water from the faucet wash away her shame and the filth he left on her...
Just when Ling Kexin was feeling ashamed, angry, and in unbearable pain, Moerye suddenly turned off the water faucet, and the water stopped immediately, with a look of relief on his face.
Ling Kexin slowly opened her eyes and saw an extremely handsome but bloodthirsty face. His eyes were wide open, and his sexy thin lips were filled with evil and pride. He was so close to her, and as long as she raised her head a little,
, her lips would stick to his.
However, Ling Kexin didn't want to move at all. At this time, she was like a Spongebob being pressed by Mo Ye and absorbed too much water. She was so swollen that her whole body was weak and her hands and feet were sore.
In his moist eyes, whether from too much water or tears, they slowly slid down from the corners of his eyes, along with the water droplets on his face, and silently dripped into the pool.
Her face was a kind of soaked white, and her lips were tender but tinged with purple. She was trembling, and her chest rippled with wonderful and alluring ripples as she breathed heavily.
Morye held it tightly in his hand, feeling the soul-stirring softness and elasticity.
"Devil..." Ling Kexin's first words after being released were to scold Mo Ye, "I hate you!"
Mo Ye's eyes narrowed, showing his dissatisfaction with her "confession". He pressed towards her, his tall and heavy body seemed to be crushing Ling Kexin into a meat pie, then threw her into the pool and rushed into the dirty sewer.
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"Little goblin, I advise you to be better behaved and smarter in the future. If you go against me like this, it will only cause more pain and discomfort!"
After saying that, he grabbed her and pushed her against the glass door.
"Well..." When Mo Ye's lips pressed against hers, Ling Kexin's stomach surged, and a large amount of water squirted onto Mo Ye's face.
Instinctively letting go of her, Morye looked embarrassed. Water droplets mixed with white foamy vomit stuck all over his face. He could clearly smell a hint of onion meat, as well as a sour and spicy smell.
His face suddenly turned pale, and then flushed, his cheeks frowned twice, his long eyelashes stained with dirt drooped, and a drop of bread foam fell on the tip of his tall nose.
Mo Ye's appearance at this time was extremely ridiculous. He stood tall, blazing with anger, clenched his fists with his upturned palms, and glared at the "perpetrator" in front of him.
Ling Kexin knew that he had mysophobia, and she thought that this devil must not have received such "treatment". Seeing his angry eyes, her heart trembled, but as her stomach twitched and became uncomfortable one after another, she
Her hatred overwhelmed her fear, and she covered her mouth and stared back at Mo Ye with the same resentment.
If possible, she really wanted to spray him twice more!
"Hmm..." Thinking of this, her stomach churned at the right moment, and she spurted a mouthful of water towards Mor Ye, who was just one step away.
She leaned forward, which seemed to be intentional, and she deliberately sprayed vomit on his chest.
Mo Ye wanted to dodge, but her movements were too fast, and the spray hit his chest within a second, and his high-end purple shirt suddenly became filthy.
A sour smell hit More Ye's sense of smell again. He glared, and finally stretched out his hand to grab the unrepentant "perpetrator". He dragged her out of the kitchen and then to the back garden.
next to the swimming pool.
There is a water faucet here with a water pipe connected to it, which the gardener usually uses to water the flowers and plants.
"What are you going to do?" Ling Kexin trembled subconsciously as she watched Mo Ye turn on the water faucet.
Did he want to drink water from her again, and do it through a big pipe### in her mouth?
Her imagination was rich, and her eyes widened in horror. She saw Mo Ye's sneer: "Don't you like to vomit?"
"I...vomited, and it was you who caused me to vomit!"
"If you keep being tough, okay, I'll make you vomit all you want!"
After he finished speaking, he took a few steps back, and then the water gate opened, and "squeak..." The water in the water pipe suddenly spurted out fiercely.
Well, he didn't want to force her to drink water, but he wanted to flush her with water.
Ling Kexin immediately stepped back. Mo Ye narrowed his eyes slightly and charged at Ling Kexin with a water pipe... He thought to himself: Not to mention the smell of sweat all over his body, but he dared to spit on him. This little goblin needs a lesson.
Ling Kexin protected her chest, like a trembling drowned rat. The shoes under her feet had fallen somewhere, and her white and tender feet were slipping on the smooth ground.
The impact of the water coming out of the water pipe was too great. She was unsteady on her feet and fell down several times. She had to be picked up by More Ye several times and was hit hard on her head and face.
She was soaked all over, and the white chiffon skirt clung to her body, outlining her seductive and charming curves. The pony tail on her head had long since spread out, and was draped messily on her shoulders, framing her pale face.
In the water curtain, her eyes were as dark as a thousand-year-old ancient spring, embedded in the scattered black hair, clear and bright, like the two black gems in the water curtain cave, emitting a cold light.
The water kept rushing over her body, but Ling Kexin did not run away. She insisted on protecting her chest with both hands. The water pillars bloomed like fireworks in front of her chest. Countless water splashes splashed out and landed on the flowers and plants, driving away the small night insects.
, the night was filled with mist.
More Ye pursed his lips tightly and held the water pipe more than three meters away from Ling Kexin. He flexibly shook the water pipe up and down, letting the strong water column hit her body like a water whip, watching her tremble under the "whip".
, swaying messily, staggering and falling again and again, then getting up, getting up, and falling again.
"Kneel down and beg me!"
The four words kept lingering between his lips and teeth, and he wanted to yell at her loudly, but when his eyes met her cold and resentful eyes, he thought that he must be wishful thinking.
Yes, he poured water on her for a long time without her asking! Now he used the water pipe to "clean" her body, but she didn't ask either.
She is a Xiaoqiang who cannot be beaten or poured to death!
The splashing water had already wet his clothes, and there was still her smell on his face. He didn't wash it off immediately. Maybe with her smell lingering around, he could torture her more hatefully.
"Brother!" Mortao ran over from nowhere and reached out to turn off the water faucet.