"Why can't she!"

Josie glared at Feng Tingchuan resentfully, eager to shake off this man's flesh and swallow it piece by piece to relieve his hatred.

Feng Tingchuan can do whatever she wants, but he has to take care of Quiet and Gentle in every way.

Is this because she was born to be softer than quiet?

She is not convinced, a hundred are not convinced!

Who knows, Feng Tingchuan's movements paused slightly, and his voice was hoarse: "No one can except you!"

The words fell, and he raged in front of her again.

“......”

Josie was stunned for an instant, and her eyes became complicated when she looked at Feng Tingchuan.

If she still felt just now, Feng Tingchuan was just venting to her.

Now, his words have a few more meanings to her......

What happened next is self-evident.

Josie was stunned by Feng Tingchuan's words and missed the last opportunity to escape.

So soon, she was tossed to the point of dying and alive.

By the time the clouds had cleared and everything was over, Josie was so tired that she couldn't even lift a finger, and she was so groggy that she couldn't do it.

This time, Feng Tingchuan's movements seemed to be much gentler. At least, she didn't tear in pain like she had done every time before.

But even so, will this change?

Not only did she fold herself in Feng Tingchuan's hands again, but she also missed an opportunity to escape again......

Thinking of this, Josie felt heartache, and it hurt so much!

She struggled to open her mouth and bit Feng Tingchuan's shoulder fiercely.

Feng Tingchuan snorted and didn't push Josie away directly. Instead, he raised his hand and stroked the back of Josie's head.

I don't know how long it took, but Josie tasted a fishy salty taste in her mouth. She relieved her mouth hatefully and whispered: "Feng Tingchuan, I hate you." ”

Feng Tingchuan's action paused.

After a moment, he muttered, "I know. Josie, sleep. ”

Josie wanted to struggle to say something, but she couldn't resist the sleepiness. As soon as he tilted his head, he fell asleep directly.

Feng Tingchuan picked up Josie, sorted out her tattered clothes, and sent her back to her room.

All this, Josie did not know.

She had been groggy and had several dreams.

Feng Tingchuan in the dream is gentle for a while, and tyrannical for a while. She was terrified and wanted to flee, but she couldn't escape his sphere of influence, and was always caught back with him......

Crash!

Suddenly, a basin of water with ice slag spilled down.

Josie shivered and came to her senses almost instantly.

She rubbed her eyes, which were sore from the ice water, and raised her eyes to look in front of her.

Jing Rou sat in a wheelchair, staring at her with an empty basin, her eyes full of hatred that was poisoned to the bone marrow. That look in his eyes seemed to be eager to tear Josie apart and swallow it alive!

Josie struggled back hard, and said in a hoarse voice, "Quiet and soft, what are you doing?"

Yesterday, didn't Jing Rou pretend to be a good sister who cares about her safety? Why didn't she suddenly pretend to be today?

"What am I doing?" Quiet Rou sneered viciously, "Josie, what do you say I want to do?

Josie frowned at this, and couldn't help but stand up, vigilantly pulling away from Quiet Rou.

This woman really looks crazy.

Jing Rou was unaware of Josie's movements, her eyes were stunned, and she said fiercely: "Josie, you should die." Why didn't you die, why?"

"What are you crazy about?" said Josie. She couldn't bear it anymore, "If you are sick, go for treatment, don't run to me and go crazy like you took the wrong medicine." ”

Hearing the words of taking the wrong medicine, Jing Rou instantly became a spirit. Looking at Josie's eyes, the hatred also became a little thicker.

She suddenly screamed hysterically and drove her wheelchair to Josie's side!

Josie was caught off guard and was knocked to the ground all of a sudden, and her clothes were open in embarrassment.

Suddenly, the bruises and purple marks that Feng Tingchuan had set on her yesterday were all hidden in the quiet and soft sight.

Josie's skin was as white as milk. Even with a scar, it can't hide her beauty.

Against the backdrop of her skin, the mark left by Feng Tingchuan on her body looks so abrupt.

Jing Rou looked at Josie, her eyes widened instantly, and she was trembling with anger.

She was pressed under Tang Zeyu and did whatever she wanted.

Josie is working with Feng Tingchuan to do what she dreams of......

"Josie, you slut!"

Jing Rou screamed desperately, and raised her hand to slap Josie!

Josie was slapped inexplicably, her face sank, and she slapped back unceremoniously: "Quiet and soft, you'd better not go crazy in front of me." ”

"You, how dare you!" Jing Rou covered her face, stunned, and subconsciously wanted to threaten her with what Josie cared about the most, "Are you crazy! You forgot, Su Yurou's ......"

Josie pursed her lips and returned another slap back: "My mother's name, you are not qualified to call it." ”

"Ahh

Quiet Rou screamed and turned her head in embarrassment.

"Quiet and soft, I Josie can do nothing. But you better think about whether you can also ignore everything. ”

Josie looked at her coldly, "The same threat is used too many times, and it doesn't work." If you do spill my mother's ashes, I'll tell the media all over the world what a shameful thing you've done. ”

"You dare!" Jing Rou was in a state of confusion for a while, "This side of Haicheng is the world of Tingchuan......"

"Haicheng, it is indeed Feng Tingchuan who has the final say. Josie said in a deep voice, "But in this world, there is more than just Haicheng. I believe that not only in China, but all over the world, will be interested in your act of raising the ashes of your elders!"

"You-"

Quiet, soft, startled, and angry.

Josie shoved Quiet Rou out.

Jing Rou fell out of the wheelchair and sat on the ground with her buttocks, not getting up for a long time.

Josie didn't look at her again and strode away.

As soon as she walked out of the room, she picked up the landline in the corridor and called Tang Zeyan.

"Tang Zeyan, I'm Josie. Josie muttered, "I know I shouldn't have contacted you. It's just that I remembered one thing, and I had to ask for your help. My mother's grave has not been repaired for a long time. I hope you'll have someone help me fix it for the sake of our former friends......"

Quietly and softly sat on the ground.

Listening to Josie's instructions to Tang Zeyan, she hated it so much.

Josie, a little slut, is really a little smart.

If Tang Zeyan had set her sights on Su Yurou's tomb, she really wouldn't have found a chance to start.

Damn it!

Thinking about his innocence missed on Tang Zeyu, Jing Rou hated it even more and vomited blood.

Josie quickly finished the call and went back to her room to sit down.

Quiet and gloomy looked at her, her eyes like poison.