Autistic little pity (fifty-four)

As time went on, the drug dealers couldn't wait any longer, and they knew their father's determination to catch them.

Everyone knew that the two of them were useless.

Someone has a bad heart.

"You are so beautiful, what a pity to die, you follow me, I will keep you alive."

The mother would rather die than obey.

Those people drugged her, making her miserable but having to endure it again and again.

They will not pity their mother, and they will beat if they are disobedient.

Because they didn't treat their mother as a human being at all.

Later, my mother didn't have a good piece of her body, and there was still a lot of blood under her body.

But those people will not let her go, they will cure her, and then "play" again and again.

After all, in their eyes, in their words, this is really a stunner.

It's a pity to die.

It's okay to play badly.

The mother was so humiliated that she committed suicide in grief.

Blood imaging.

The ground was covered with snow, and drops of blood were dripping down and staining large patches red.

It snowed so hard that the men refused to give even a piece of clothing to cover their bodies, and threw them hastily into the snow.

The beautiful woman still had tears on her face, deep pain and despair.

He still remembers his mother smiling softly and saying: Ah Zhun has a birthday today, and all his wishes can come true.

The drug dealers have always avoided Jiang Zhun in their work, so they thought he didn't know.

Jiang Zhun actually knew everything, he hated, gritted his teeth with hatred.

In the middle of the night, he knew that this was the time when those drug dealers were most relaxed, and he tightened his grip on the blade in his hand.

It was a cold winter, and he plunged a knife into the body of a drug dealer with speed and precision, watching the blood gush out.

These drug dealers are very vigilant.

He killed one man, and the others woke up.

Suddenly gunshots rang out.

The rescue team arrived.

He was fortunately rescued, but his father also learned of his mother's death and committed suicide.

The gun fell, and blood splattered all over him.

That day, he was covered in blood, and the bloodiness was disgusting.

Even if you wash it many times, the smell still lingers.

So much so that he no longer spoke to anyone.

It also produces irritability and Asgerber's disease.

He often wondered if he didn't have a birthday and none of them would die.

The warmth of his lips, accompanied by a little tingling, awakened his thoughts.

The little girl looked at him seriously, a little worried inside, and asked, "What's wrong?" ”

Jiang Zhun's heart was filled with sweet things for a while, and he shook his head.

The girl was distressed at once.

Don't have a wish?

So how does she get the job done?

was originally happy, but all of a sudden.

Jiang Zhun didn't expect her to be so unhappy, and his slightly cool fingertips scratched her palm.

I want to make her happy.

Tan Sang stood on tiptoe, his delicate arms hooking his neck.

"Really, don't you want it?"

When he speaks, he has a unique voice, and a little electric current goes up from the tail vertebrae, which is a strange feeling.

It's so confusing.

Enchanting like the concubines who messed with the palace and confused the country in ancient times.

Jiang Zhun's face flushed.

Astringent voice: "I want to ...... You...... Love me well, is that okay? ”

Tan Sang's eyelashes trembled slightly, she didn't expect Xiaomei's request to be so shallow, smiled lightly, and held his hand tightly.

His eyebrows bent: "Jiang Zhun, I will always love you, day by day." ”

Kissed him on the side.

gave him a little comparison: "Na, I love you a little more today than I did yesterday." ”

The man like frost and snow smiled.

The two of them are the most beautiful picture here.

After taking a few steps, there was a sudden chaos ahead, shouting and crackling sounds.