Chapter 13 Ran away with an antique vase
"Wife, child?"
Xiao Yue's thin lips were slightly hooked, but this smile was terrifying.
"Brother Xiao, I, I didn't mean it, it was really forced by the situation......"
She said as she shrank back at the foot of the bed, trying to distance herself from the god.
finally moved a few centimeters, and was pulled back all of a sudden.
"Really?"
The soft hair fell a few strands with his movements, and the whole person added a bit of youthfulness, but it couldn't stop the evil in his eyes.
Sang Jiaojiao didn't even have time to resist before she felt a pain in her lips, and a strong smell of blood spread in her mouth.
Damn, this man is a dog, and he bites her again!
But feeling the obedient momentum on his body, she learned to be obedient this time, and she didn't dare to resist, so she could only look at him with tears in her eyes.
That pitiful little expression, I feel pity.
"I'm a weak woman, I was kicked out of my house, and I was left in Xingyueyu, I have no friends or relatives, and some people want to kill me, I'm also very pitiful. ”
Originally, it was pretended, but the more I thought about it, the more sad I became, my mouth was pursed, and tears fell down, and I couldn't hold it at all.
Xiao Yueyan tasted the saltiness in his mouth, twisted his eyebrows and looked at the woman in front of him who was blowing her nose with his sleeve, and the little softness that had just risen in her heart suddenly dissipated into invisibility.
"Now you're not even ready to ask for me, your only support?
Xiao Yueyan was ready to kick her away, because the only thing to rely on was to endure her snot after all.
"Laundry and cooking, if you can't do it well, you can get out of the streets for me!"
"Okay!"
The woman who was still sad just now suddenly raised a bright smile that couldn't be brighter.
If it weren't for the tears on her cheeks, people couldn't help but wonder if it was her who cried just now.
"Get out!"
Sang Jiaojiao was kicked out of bed so gorgeously.
Falling on the carpet, there was a muffled sound.
Although the process was tortuous, she finally didn't have to sleep on the streets.
She wandered around the villa all day with nothing to do, full of warm thoughts of revenge.
So she chose a sunny afternoon, dressed in plus-size men's clothes that were too big for an unknown number to get, and picked out an antique vase that looked valuable and escaped from the villa.
in the mall.
In front of a dressing mirror, a slender girl in a black dress was white and white.
A small face that is not powdered, but still beautiful makes people can't take their eyes off it, she is the most outstanding work of the Creator.
"Miss, you really fit this dress. ”
The shopping guide sincerely appreciated.
Sang Jiaojiao looked at herself in the mirror, and felt like she was in a different world.
Obviously, a few months ago, she was still the fourth lady of the Sang family who was lingering among the major luxury goods, spending money like flowing water, and only knew pleasure.
But now, only a few months later, things are different.
Thinking about it like this, pinch the skirt tightly, Sang Yan, Sang Ruoruo, your aunt and grandmother are back, don't even think about running away!
"Swipe your card. ”
Hand back the card that I had sold the antique in exchange.
"What, the mandala was bought?!"
While waiting for the shopping guide, a familiar voice came into her ears.
The palm of the hand holding the bag in his hand tightened.
Look in the direction of the source of the sound.
She recognized that face even if it turned to ashes.
When she was trampled underfoot, it was this face on the other side of the video that sadly wronged her.
condemned her in a few words, so that she would not be blind to death.
The red lips are slightly hooked, Sang Ruoruo, it's been a long time.
Subconsciously straightened his back and walked in the direction of the source of the sound.