"Don't ...... Yamamoto-kun, ah......" Yang Zi'er grabbed the sofa cushion with one hand, her eyes widened, and she slammed into her body with a strong force.

Afterwards, Yang Zi'er lay in Yamamoto Ichiro's arms, put one hand on his chest, and said in a coquettish voice: "Yamamoto-kun, you are so bad, the person you just made hurts so much......

"Oh?" The man's big hand touched the woman's plump part and smiled, "Really? How can I hear you scream so well? Little lewd ~ women's ......"

Yang Zi'er stretched out her hand and lowered his chest lightly, and then smiled: "I hate it!" People are killed by you...... You haven't told anyone yet, where is the antidote......"

Yamamoto smiled sideways, he rolled over, stretched out his hand, and pulled the cabinet next to the bed open.

Take out a small brown wooden box from inside, open the box,

Yang Zi'er saw a medicine bottle inside, and hurriedly stretched out her hand to get it.

As a result, Ichiro Yamamoto removed his hand.

"Xia Xiaonuan, that woman, is still useful to me. So, this medicine can not be given to you. Yamamoto said with a slug face, closing the box again and putting it back in the drawer.

When Yang Zi'er heard this, a cold light flashed in her eyes, but when Yamamoto Ichiro turned around, she immediately smiled and said:

"Yamamoto-kun, what are you talking about, I wish Xia Xiaonuan would die immediately, how could I give Xia Xiaonuan? I'm just curious to see it. ”

"You women are all duplicitous." Yamamoto laughed, his beard trembling. While stretching out his hand, he pinched Yang Zier's chest again: "Such a beautiful body, it's really unforgettable......

As he spoke, he rolled over, pressed the woman back under him, and hung his head.

Yang Zi'er gasped for a while, looked at the old man who was panting on his body, and couldn't help but stretch out one hand under the pillow.

"Push harder...... Push harder...... Hmmm......" The woman let out a lewd~ lewd scream, and the man who provoked him moved more and more frantically.

However, at this moment, suddenly, the man's body stiffened.

All movements stopped.

After a few seconds, he raised his eyes and looked at Yang Zi'er incredulously.

Yang Zi'er held a dagger in one hand and stabbed him in the back of the neck. A bloodthirsty smile curled into the corner of the woman's lips.

"You...... For...... Why ......" Yamamoto Ichiro's eyes widened and looked at Yang Zi'er in puzzlement.

This woman and he are just using each other.

He never imagined that he would die at the hands of a woman.

"Yamamoto Ichiro, my Yang Zi'er is not so easy to use." Yang Zi'er's pupils were crimson, like a female devil. She sneered and said, "Your storage zài is already a danger to me. Only you died...... No one knew that this matter had something to do with me. ”

"You...... ...... among you Chinese Woman ...... Too...... Tai Ke ...... Terrible ......" Yamamoto Ichiro spat blood, and before he could say the last sentence, he fell on Yang Zier's body.

Yang Zi'er's face turned pale, and the hand holding the dagger was trembling.

It took a few seconds for her to come back to her senses, and she reached out sharply and pushed the man away from her.

However, the lower half of his body was still in her body.

She gritted her teeth and pulled the man's body out of her body with all her strength before it was completely stiff.

Then, turn over and get out of bed, rush into the bathroom, and rinse your whole body as fast as possible

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