"How can a person who is already in hell say that he will not go to hell?" Her face was as calm as water, unruffled.
"Even if you are hit by the Huiyang Pill and can't harden it, I will force it in!" A flash of blood flashed in his eyes, vowing that he would win it.
She laughed, turned over skillfully, and instantly reversed the position with him, with her on top and him on the bottom. "It's not impossible to force useless trash into a woman's body. But, for me,
, it must be impossible. I have always made the decision about my body. Only I am willing or not, there is nothing that can or cannot be done. Leader, oh, I should say King Shang, you want women so much, I can find some for you now.
come over."
He was furious, his blood-thirsty eyes flashed with bloodthirsty light, as if he wanted to devour her alive!
He wanted to control her, he wanted to press her body under him and ravage her until she died, until she was disabled, he wanted her to be in pain so hard that she couldn't say a word, but he found that his stomach was getting more and more painful, and he had never been able to feel pain.
He was so sensitive that the pain was unbearable.
Not only that, he found that his body could not move at this moment.
Needless to say, he was hit by the Ruanjin Powder she administered.
Sure enough, she said coolly, "The leader is now poisoned by a huge poison, and also by the special Ruanjin Powder I administered. He cannot move. I advise you to save your strength."
Her tone was extremely soft. She picked up a strand of hair on his temples and gently teased his unusually handsome right cheek with the tip of his hair. "Be good, and you will suffer less."
He had the urge to be so angry that he wanted to cut her into pieces, and his bloody pupils seemed to be so angry that they were about to spit out fire, "Feng Jingyun, you deserve to die!"
"Not many people in the world say I should die." She tilted her head and thought, "It's better than you. Everyone in the world wants you to die."
He was so angry that he was shaking all over, and asked through gritted teeth, "Since you let me touch other women, why did you let me 'touch' you just now?"
"Don't you want a birthday gift?"
The desire in his eyes suddenly dropped, he narrowed his eyes slightly, and his voice was full of danger, "You mean, you just allowed me to touch you, and you gave yourself to me as a gift? I knew you were so generous..."
"No. You overestimate yourself. Are you worthy of using my body as a gift?" Her expression was unusually cold, and there was a moment of loneliness in her eyes. "Throughout the whole day, I always see myself in you.
The shadow of the shadow does not mean that we are similar in appearance, but that you and I are both people who have fallen into hell. A dead heart will never be able to see the sunlight. And your birthday..."
At least he still has his birthday, right?
In modern times, she never knew whose child she was or who her parents were. Sun Wenhao had "sold himself" to her for two years and doted on her. He spent many anniversaries with her. What acquaintance.
The 100-day anniversary, the first anniversary of meeting each other, the first anniversary of the two of them, the anniversary of the first time she said she liked him...
Sun Wenhao tried every means to spend various romantic days with her, to make her happy and impress her.
Only, I never celebrated her birthday.
Because she doesn't know when her birthday is.
I only know the approximate year he was born.
On Jun Mo's ninth birthday, he experienced cruelty and lost his left eye.
It was his thirtieth birthday today, but she was with her, with wine, food, and delicacies. In his dark life, he had a pretty warm birthday, right?
