First there were red marks on the body, and then there were bloody finger marks.
Only by scratching hard can you relieve the itch and even feel a little pleasure.
Li Sheng scratched his entire face until it was almost rotten, and there were blood stains everywhere on his body.
He bared his teeth and yelled at Yang Zimei, "Damn it, you stinky girl, stop itching for me!"
"hehe--"
As if watching a monkey show, Yang Zimei was leisurely turning Li Sheng's valuable pen with his fingers on the table, "I don't know how to use a better tone when asking people. Could it be that when others ask you to do things, they treat you in the same way?"
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"Smelly girl, you... you... oh, you're tickling me to death..."
Li Sheng cursed and couldn't help but continue to scratch his face. When he saw that his hands were covered with blood, he felt pain and fear.
Yang Zimei saw a mirror next to Li Sheng preparing to shave and get dressed, so he moved it over, looked at Li Sheng and said, "I said, Deputy Mayor Li, if you keep arresting me like this, will your whole body be ulcerated and your face disfigured?"
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Li Sheng saw the bloody self in the mirror. He couldn't control his hands and continued to scratch his body, while he yelled harshly, "You stinky girl, I will never let you go, I will kill you!"
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"Haha, before you don't forgive me, shouldn't you beg me to spare you?"
Yang Zimei raised his eyebrows and said, "Maybe you will kill yourself before it's your turn to kill me."
Li Sheng was rolling on the ground in pain like a butchered pig. Finally, he couldn't bear it anymore and his tone turned into pleading, "Please, please spare me and help me relieve my acupuncture point."
"The attitude and posture of begging is wrong, unless you are kneeling down!"
Li Sheng thought for a while, and finally knelt down with a thud, "Please, please forgive me!"
Yang Zimei recalled that in her last life, she was at the gate of the city hall. In order to have enough food and clothing to survive, she had knelt in front of him and hugged his thigh and begged.
As a result, he completely ignored Zhi's pleas and kicked himself away.
Thinking of this, her heart was filled with grief and anger.
"Please... you... ah... can't stand it... it's so itchy..."
Li Sheng saw that Yang Zimei was still unwilling to relieve his itchy hole. It was so itchy that he wanted to hit the wall, and continued to scream while kneeling.
Yang Zimei gritted her teeth and reached out to relieve his itchy hole.
Li Sheng's uncomfortable itching finally disappeared, followed by the pain of scratching his skin all over.
"you……"
He was about to yell at her again, but he was afraid of her acupuncture points, so he quickly stopped.
"Why don't you scold me?"
Yang Zimei raised his eyebrows.
Li Sheng resisted the curse and was about to stand up when his knees suddenly felt cold again. He knelt down in front of Yang Zimei with a thud. He wanted to stand up but couldn't.
"You...what do you want?"
Li Sheng naturally knew that it was Yang Zimei's doing, and asked in horror.
"I didn't think anything of it. Before the unhappiness in my heart was eliminated, I just wanted to make you kneel down."
Yang Zimei said coldly, "I have asked your dog secretary to tell you not to mess with me, but you just don't listen and you actually touch my family. I can't swallow this tone."
"I...didn't let anyone touch your family. I didn't do anything."
Li Sheng denied it flatly.
The smile on Yang Zimei's face became even thicker, "Do you know that what I hate the most is the kind of guy who does it but refuses to admit it? Besides you, who else would deliberately send the city management to destroy my mother's bakery?
You deliberately asked me to take a video as evidence? How could there be riot police showing up?"