Sean put away the three cotton swabs stained with golden olive oil and replied with a smile, "Miss, you're welcome." ”

"The boss didn't say when your husband would come over, nor did he say if he could let you go, but just asked you to talk on the phone so that your husband could rest assured."

Unable to get a satisfactory answer, Tang Zhuqi was helpless, and the blonde woman's answer was only perfunctory, and they had no intention of letting her leave at all.

In fact, she was already very hungry, hungry to the limit, but her stomach didn't gurgle anymore, but she was cold and couldn't lift her energy at all.

Knowing that the tongue coating was damaged, chewing, drinking hot water would hurt, and she couldn't eat normally at all, so she simply narrowed her eyes and pretended to sleep.

Outside the door, woody incense. Ji Song was wearing a pure black long trench coat, a black T-shirt, and pure black leather pants, which definitely belonged to a cold and glamorous outfit;

He has long black hair with a smooth and neat head, some thick and flat long eyebrows like sharp swords, red lips and red roses, cold eyes, and angry apricot eyes;

The Japanese woman, raising her slender and round long legs, walked in with a stagger, and her tone of gritted teeth revealed a bit of bloody and violent air.

Woody. Ji Song, in a bad tone, reminded, "Sean, Dirk is looking for you to talk about something." ”

"Why do you have to accompany Ye Tingying's all day long, if she could really die, she would have died a long time ago."

The blonde woman got up and threw the three cotton swabs on the floor, putting away the smile on her face, "Where's the boss?" I'll go right over. ”

Woody. Ji Song casually pointed in the direction of the ceiling and said, "It's in his room." ”

The blonde woman didn't lift her head, and the sound of her brisk footsteps was palpable, and she walked away quickly.

Tang Zhuque, who was in a state of false sleep, had a tight neck, and was pinched by someone, she secretly screamed that it was not good, and when she opened her eyes, she saw Mu Xiang. Ji Song's eyes were as big as copper bells, and his eyes flashed fiercely, and he was stupid for a moment.

Instinctively, she reached out and grabbed the two hands around her neck.

Woody. Ji Song's hand was very strong, his face was fierce, and he scolded, "Since you bit your tongue and committed suicide, you want to die so much, then let me help you." ”

Tang Zhuqi continued to struggle, her lips were forced to open slightly, her tongue moved, and the sharp pain came, and the tightness of her neck made her almost out of breath.

She distinctly felt the large blood vessels in her neck that were being pressed down on her neck throb and beat faster, as if they were touching a bubbling hot spring.

Just when she thought she was going to die of suffocation, Muxiang. Ji Song suddenly let go of his hand and sneered, "What's the matter, this feeling of being pinched by someone is very uncomfortable, right?" ”

"Hehe, Miss Tang, do you know that Dirk likes to choke a woman's neck like this, under him, his big. Ba side hard, you haven't tasted it, at that time, it can really make you lustful. Immortal. Desire. Death, and the pain of life—"

"I've already mentioned yì, sue sù decker, in fact, you also like this painful and constant being cocked. Bar rough and violent. the feeling. "However, Ye Tingying has had sex. The habit of abusing your bed partner is your bed. Things must be intense, and should withstand Dirk's Ling. Cruel. ”

Tang Zhuque stretched out his hand and gently rubbed his swollen neck, panting, listening to the other party's cruel words, trembling and chilling.

She knew that Ye Tingying had used a silk belt to pump. Hit, tune. Teach pretty little girl the weird. Fetish, however, he really has sex. What is the habit of abusing a bed partner?

After all, a month ago, those beds between the two of them. It's just intense, but it's not brutal.

On the bed, Ye Tingying turned into a domineering and gentle cosmic invincible color. The embryo will often bring up her wetness first. Love keeps asking. Take.

Moreover, from Lu Feng's mouth, she had already learned that Ye Tingying was no longer in contact with Qi Qingqing, the little girl with a sweet smile.

He stopped having dealings with those pretty little girls, and she was delighted for a long time.

Tang Zhuque couldn't fake sleep anymore, his mind was turbulent, the other party didn't plan to strangle her at all, but just wanted to use Dirk to torture her.

Woody. It is unknown whether Ji Song, a long-legged Japanese woman, likes Ye Tingying or not, but she does have a grudge against Ye Tingying.

And, obviously, this resentment was also vented on her by the way.

Woody. Ji Song crossed his waist with his hands and looked down at the woman on the bed condescendingly, the sneer on his face became brighter and brighter, and his voice was cold.

Said proudly, "Heh, if you don't eat or drink for a few days, you just rely on nutritional infusions to survive, you have really lost a lot of weight, and if you continue like this, the fetus in your womb may not be saved." ”

"Miss Tang, I know Ye Tingying's personality too well. If he learns that the baby is gone, he will never risk coming to save you again. ”

"So, it's better to endure the pain of the tongue coating first, eat something, take care of your body, and wait for him to send someone to save you."

"Although, when the time comes, you will definitely be played with by Dirk. Flower. Fail. Liu, he doesn't want you anymore, but, for the sake of the child, he will definitely not ignore you. ”

Tang Zhuque listened quietly, trying to clench her fists and get up with her prop up, but she felt that such a simple fist clenching action was also very difficult.

She was covered in her body, she didn't have any extra strength at all, her hands and feet were soft, it was difficult to lift her hands, and she was completely reduced to a soft-footed shrimp.

That's right, the words of this Japanese woman, Mu Xiang, have a point.

If this continues, the fetus in her womb will definitely not be saved, she is so hungry that her eyes are dizzy, her body is cold, her health is not good, and it is not strange that the fetus will flow out.

Tang Zhuque's heart swelled with sad and bitter endless thoughts, after waking up, she didn't want to die at all, she still had her parents, grandfather, and them.

The words Ye Tingying had told her ringed in her ears: her future son was their savior, and he could shield them from the bloody disaster.

She touched her hand to her lower abdomen and prayed secretly: Son, or daughter, if you are really the savior of your parents, live well, don't leave halfway, accompany Mommy well, Mommy loves you, your father loves you too, and he still wants you to be his proud successor-

Just as Tang Zhuqi was secretly praying for this, outside the house, two sharp brakes followed, followed by men conversing fluently in English, and the sound of slight, steady, but slightly hurried footsteps.

Woody. Gison turned and walked out, her steps were big, bigger than that of a normal woman, and in four seconds, she disappeared into the room.

Outside the house, there were three or four men greeting each other, in English and woody incense. Ji Song greeted him, and several people spoke very loudly and loudly.

Tang Zhuqi clearly heard their voices: Mu Xiang, long time no see, what about the boss and Sean-

She propped herself up, got up, and walked lightly to the window, peering into the distance, trying to see the men's faces and the surroundings.

There are four men, all of whom look to be in their mid-30s, and the oldest of them should be in his 40s with old features.

Outside, there is a large clearing covered with sand and gravel, and around the clearing, there are some dense woods, which cover the scenery in the distance, and there are no special geographical indications.

Soon, several of them walked towards the house, and Tang Zhuqi was so flustered that he almost trotted, ran back to the bed, pulled up the quilt, and turned his head sideways to pretend to sleep.

The footsteps went farther and farther away, knocking and knocking, and it seemed like they were all going upstairs.

Tang Zhuque's heart was not beating so quickly, and he tilted his head sideways to listen, but there were still footsteps outside the door, and it seemed that there was a man swaying and guarding.

The other party actually didn't need to guard like this, she didn't dare to fight the idea of escaping, this idea was too irrational, she had no chance to escape.

She had quietly called Ye Tingying to see if he could track her location and follow her, but she couldn't find a phone in the house.

She was now in Sean's blonde woman's bedroom, on the first floor; Next door is woody. Gison's bedroom; The second floor is unclear what it is used for, but the third floor is Dirk's bedroom.

The decoration and furnishings of this house are not like European, American, and American decoration styles, but belong to typical Chinese styles.

For this reason, Tang Zhuque speculated that they are still in China, perhaps, not far from Haisha. Just, why, woody. Ji Song said that Ye Tingying and they would never find this place, because it was too remote.

Ever since Ye Tingying took her to Guiye Garden, a welfare home hidden in the deep mountains, she felt that it was not strange that there were buildings in the deep mountains and dense forests.

I don't know how long later, outside the door, the voice of the blonde woman came: BOSS, the Chinese woman's tongue is really deep, and she can't say anything now.

The majestic male voice connected, "It doesn't matter, she just needs to hum twice and let Ye Tingying know that she is not dead, otherwise, he will not agree to our request and give her the phone." ”

Walking to the edge of the bed, Sean pushed the shoulder of the woman who was pretending to sleep, smiled and said, "Miss, your husband is looking for you, you two can talk a few words." ”

Tang Zhuque hurriedly got up, quickly took an old-fashioned mobile phone handed over by the other party, and put it to his ear.

A familiar deep male voice came, "Wife, are you okay?" What happens to the fetus? Did Dirk bully you? Did you eat well, do you want me? ”

His tone was very unflustered, as if he was asking himself about his beloved wife who had traveled far away, was pregnant, how was the food and lodging, and how he missed him.

As soon as Tang Zhuque opened his mouth, the coating of his tongue burst into tears, and he replied in pain, "Whoever is your wife, blame you, blame you, you bastard, get out-"

The deep male voice laughed, "Haha, okay, I'm a bastard, what's wrong with that bastard's son, is he okay?" Did Dirk embarrass you? ”

Tang Zhuque replied truthfully, "I really don't know what is going on with the fetus, there is no doctor here, and my health has become very poor, will you come and save me?" I'm scared and don't want to die yet. ”

Did Dirk feel sorry for her? There must be, if not, why would she bite her tongue and kill herself, if Dirk didn't bother her, she wouldn't dare die.

She didn't dare to tell Ye Tingying that Dirk wanted to be strong. Violence against her, strong. It didn't work, but Dirk looked at her all over her body, and it was disgraceful.

Ye Tingying's laughter disappeared, and his tone became softer, "I'm sorry, wife!" I'm sure I'll save you and my son, take good care of the fetus, and wait for me—" R1152