The sound of the slap continued to amplify in Qi Qing'er's eardrums, until there was a rumbling sound in the whole ear. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

She lowered her eyes as much as she could, but she really didn't want to look at Yang Liu's humiliated appearance.

Ran Gao Lanjie couldn't fulfill her wish, raised her hand to hold Qi Qing'er's chin fiercely, and forced her to look in the direction of Yang Liu.

The grandmother who kept shaking her hands alternately was like a beast that had lost her mind.

Facing the delicate face of the willow like a flower, he slapped wildly without mercy.

Qi Qing'er clenched her fists weakly.

What is the difference between her now and Yang Liu, who stood in the distance and didn't dare to come forward to ask for help, one is young and timid, and the other is trapped.

What is the essential difference between the two?

It's not all powerless to sit on the sidelines, watching others snow in June, and the water is dire.

"Stop, stop, stop......" Qi Qing'er didn't know how many times she shouted these two words, and the slapping sound in her ears still didn't subside.

She struggled, wanted to stop, wanted to maintain, but suddenly Venus flew in front of her, and she couldn't even look at the direction.

The screaming made her head starved of oxygen.

Gao Lanjie looked at it, frowned and pulled the corners of her mouth, when she was locked up in the mansion by the prince and Chen Wenjing, didn't she scream like this?

It's just that she is still governing her body, but Gao Lanjie doesn't feel the expected pleasure.

She raised her hand to stop the slapping mama, held her hands in front of her chest and paced back and forth in place for two steps, looked at the willow who was paralyzed on the ground, and then turned back to Qi Qing'er's side and said, "Originally, she didn't have to be slapped so much." ”

She raised her hand and brushed the scattered hair at the corner of Qi Qing'er's forehead, "It's a pity that your body as a sister is too weak and vulnerable, I'm worried that the grandmothers don't take it lightly, and you will faint as soon as you hit it, so let your good sister help you suffer." After a pause, he said, "Oh, by the way, I have to make sure that you are sober, otherwise how will the next play be played!" ”

Gao Lanjie in front of her has a good face, a wide forehead, clear eyes, and a firm nose, but her pointed and abrupt chin reveals her delicate and willful nature all the time.

At this time, the sharp chin that moved back and forth as she spoke made Qi Qing'er feel that she was extremely sinister, and even her entire face was a symbol of evil.

She ordered someone to beat Yang Liu, but said it was Qi Qing'er's fault.

What is the reasoning behind this?

But while slumped on the ground, the red and swollen cheeks and the high protruding willow hated Gao Lanjie, but his eyes inadvertently glanced at Qi Qing'er's face with a faint blame.

"That's enough, Gao Lanjie! You can humiliate me as much as you want, don't treat Yang Liu like this again, you are angry about your husband tying her up, why don't she also be victims. You can't think about it from her point of view, she never thought of stepping into the Chen Mansion for half a step. Poor people! Qi Qing'er wanted to cry without tears.

Poor man, that's all too right.

Even Gao Lanjie, the lady of the sky who has a solid backing behind her, is not a pitiful person.

Her fate is just a little better than Gao Jingwen's.

Bending to marry did not start with political affiliation.

Gao Jingwen has not been able to promise her intended person so far, and she Gao Lanjie doesn't even know where her intended person is.

Probably Qi Qing'er's words reached her heart, Gao Lanjie turned around suddenly, and suddenly turned around and pointed at Qi Qing'er and said loudly: "She is a poor person, I am not!" I'm not! ”

"Isn't it clear to you and me in our hearts, why do you want to impose unnecessary pain on innocent people like this!" Qi Qing'er picked it up quickly.

She tried her best to control her dizzy mind, her eyes couldn't see clearly, but she tried to grope for Gao Lanjie's direction and looked fiercely.

Gao Lanjie looked at Qi Qing'er's eyes for a long time, turned around violently again, and said with a light smile: "Maybe I should let you see who the real poor person is!" ”

As he spoke, he raised his face to the grandmothers standing on both sides of the willows.

The grandmothers, as if they had been trained before, stepped aside, leaving the willows, who were in a state of great humiliation, lying on the wet ground.

Then the figure of a coarse cloth man gradually appeared in Qi Qing'er and Yang Liu's sight, and before he understood what was going on, what was the relationship between this man and Princess Lan Cheng, Gao Lanjie first took a few steps back, and said coldly: "After finishing the work, don't leave any traces for someone to catch the handle." ”

After speaking, he didn't look at Qing'er and Yang Liu again, and led the two grandmothers towards the sea of flowers, and disappeared without a trace after a while.

Qi Qing'er looked at the man in front of him wrapped in coarse cloth and sackcloth.

Immediately, my scalp was numb, and my chest was so tight that I couldn't breathe.

It's not that she can't, it's not that she doesn't know, but she doesn't dare to imagine what follows.

Yang Liu saw Gao Lanjie leaving, deliberately erased the man in his sight, and struggled to get up and pounce on Qi Qing'er, but his fingers touched the reins on Qi Qing'er's body, and the person was suspended in the air by the linen man with one hand, and then thrown far to the ground.

Is this really going to be a situation that can never be reversed?

Yang Liu fell to the ground and threw his feet into the air, and after a period of dizziness, he got up quickly, but his speed was not fast enough, and his body was lifted in the air again.

Qi Qing'er closed her eyes with a long sink.

The sound of her clothes being torn in her ears made her forget to breathe, if holding her breath could freeze time, Qi Qing'er was really willing to do so.

Yang Liu's hands and feet kicked, pushed, thumped, and hit with undisciplined ......

She did everything she could to stop what was happening in front of her.

It's a pity......

On one side is a boundless sea of flowers with no way out, but it is dazzling, and the fragrance of flowers is like a butterfly spreading its wings. On the other side is a dark and shocking deep bush forest, and the smell of dampness is suffocating.

Why do these two extreme mismatched landscapes border each other here, as if they were destined to be in the dark?

In the damp air mixed with the scent of flowers, there was a mournful scream.

With the faint grinding sound of the weeds on the ground.

Xu Lai's evening breeze, when can grievances and grievances be?

Qi Qing'er almost broke her entire neck, but there was nowhere to bury her eyes.

Yang Liu finally gave up the struggle, her eyes cloudy and she looked weakly at the gradually blackening sky, her skin was fair and delicate under the dark sun, because the pair of sinful hands pressed on her body were black and rough.

The contrast is unusually strong.

Finally, after the sun had set, the sackcloth man got up breathlessly and haphazardly covered the placket of his shirt in front of him.

He straightened up and twisted his neck.

It was as if it had been his neck that had been sinned just now, and it made a gurgling sound.

The willow statue lost its soul and stood motionless on the ground.

The man's eyes swept over her body tiredly and greedily, and then landed on Qi Qing'er.

Qi Qing'er's brain had already exploded, she looked fiercely at the man who was gradually approaching, her face was distorted to twitches, and then she bit her lip and smashed the man's face.

The man wiped his face indifferently, and reached out to pull the placket of Qi Qing'er's neckline.

Despair, humiliation, collapse......

If the eyes can kill, Qi Qing'er will definitely cut him with a thousand knives.

The man leaned into Qi Qing'er's ear and took a deep breath, then shook his shoulders. Seeing that the placket on her body was pulled to her collarbone because of the binding of the reins, revealing her perfectly curved neck, the sinful man took another breath, as if he was enjoying Qi Qing'er's twisted bound body.

But he didn't mean to untie the reins first, and moved his arms downward, unequivocally going straight to the point.

Qi Qing'er turned her face sideways, and she no longer had any ability to think. (To be continued.) )