112. 116 I really wanted to destroy her

Jun Xiaoxiao noticed that something was wrong with him, and when he saw the picture full of decadent/gloomy colors, he understood a little bit in his heart. I didn't know what to say, so I could only stand silently with him for a while.

Zhuxi looked at it for a while, turned his head and smiled at the well-behaved Jun Xiaoxiao, and said lightly.

When he found Zhang Qing, Jun Xiaoxiao was speechless for a while.

Once again, it was determined that Shen Bixin was a pervert.

Jun Xiaoxiao was thinking about Zhang Qing all his heart, and as for the decoration of the room and Zhang Qing's condition, he only noticed it after it was confirmed that Zhang Qing was still alive. After taking a look, the old face of the 10,000-year-old city wall couldn't help but fly red all over the sky.

Zhang Qing was hung with his hands tied, his upper body naked/naked, and he was only held around his waist with an almost transparent tulle. Jun Xiaoxiao can even see a certain murder/weapon that is preparing to be launched under the tulle.

The candlesticks are lit all around, and the lights are not dim or not, just right, and there is a vague hazy beauty to see people. Unlike modern fluorescent lamps, sometimes it's boring to look at them too realistically. On the contrary, it is so much more affectionate/interesting.

The spring / palace / picture painted on the wall is also very bold/generous, all kinds of postures, all kinds of plays/methods, and even between the same / sex. Jun Xiaoxiao's face was red, and he couldn't help but sigh that Shen Bixin's hobbies were really extensive. I don't know if it's a bi/sexual/fetish.

Zhang Qing's appearance is not very good. Doesn't seem to be conscious anymore. After a few screams, he opened his eyes, his eyes were a little loose, and his mouth let out some small moans/moans from time to time. You don't have to think about it to know what Shen Bixin did to him.

Jun Xiaoxiao's hateful teeth itched. I wish I could rush out and tear that dead woman to shreds right now.

Zhuxi faintly informed and withdrew.

When he turned around, he only saw his delicate facial features through a thin door. Jun Xiaoxiao blushed and did not speak.

After Zhuxi left, the atmosphere in the whole room became even more ambiguous/awkward. Although I was mentally prepared in the morning, when I really wanted to operate with a loaded gun and live ammunition, I couldn't help but start to retreat.

Remove the dagger tied to his wrist and cut the rope that binds Zhang Qing first.

Without the restraint of the rope, Zhang Qing's whole body fell into her arms weakly. Then when he touched her slightly cool face blown by the cold wind, he suddenly woke up instantly, stared at a pair of eyes that were almost unfocused, and pushed her away with all his might. Repeating a word in his mouth.

After Jun Xiaoxiao heard his words clearly, a sudden stream of heat rushed straight to the bottom of his eyes, and his vision blurred instantly.

stepped forward and hugged Zhang Qing into his arms.

"Senior brother, it's me, if I don't get out, I don't want to go. Didn't we say we wanted to live well? Is my brother planning to stop me? ”

Zhang Qing's voice was hoarse. The muscles all over my body were trembling slightly. In a blur, he was desperately resisting Jun's little touch, and the whole person was like a tight string that would break at any time.

Jun Xiaoxin was in pain, and he couldn't make him sober, so he couldn't wait to cut Shen Bixin's woman with a thousand knives. Zhang Qing's body was very hot. The face is even more flushed. The originally clear eyes did not have any brilliance, and a layer of fine beads of sweat appeared on the corners of the forehead. It seems to be trying to endure.

Jun Xiaoxiao remembered what Zhuxi said, and knew that he was feeding/medicine. But even if she didn't eat some messy things, she had already made up her mind to break Shen Bixin's thoughts. Seeing him so uncomfortable now has strengthened this idea.

took a deep breath and leaned down to gently kiss off the beads of sweat on Zhang Qing's forehead.

"Senior brother, it's me. Please don't reject me. ”