"Not really!" Sang Ji hugged his waist nervously, afraid that the photo on his body would suddenly fall out like a cigarette case and be seen by Xu Jiamu.

She shook her head in a panic and looked up at him: "I'm tired and want to take a bath and sleep, can you go out?" ”

Sang Ji's eyes were filled with tears, and he looked pitiful.

In Xu Jiamu's eyes, it was just to drive him away on the grounds of sleeping.

Xu Jiamu's eyes sank, and a dangerous aura suddenly appeared in his eyes, and the corners of his mouth hooked up and snorted: "How tired are you?" ”

His voice was a little cooler than before, and it seemed to mock her.

Sang Ji was stunned, and before he could react, he saw him turn around and walk out of the room quickly.

The door he took with him made a loud "bang-" sound, which shook Sang Ji's heart, and his body slipped to the ground and couldn't help but tremble.

Seeing him leave so resolutely, there was a faint sense of loss in his heart, wasn't she the one who let him go?

Sang Ji was stunned for a while, bit his lip and stood up, shuffled to the door to lock it, then took out the scissors and walked to the side of the bed and sat on the ground next to the edge of the bed, and took out all the photos in his arms.

Twelve photos, all of which are bad photos of her, some of them smoking! There is drinking! There are those who are drunk and are held in the arms of strange men! There are also white flowers and red fruits......

Fang Hanlei, all designed by Fang Hanlei!

Tears of remorse slipped from the corners of her eyes, approaching her with a purpose, as they said, and then threatening!

Kuangki gritted his teeth and picked up scissors to cut the photo into pieces little by little, and did not stop his sour hand until he could no longer put it together.

She said that this was only partial, so how much was filmed!

Sanki rested his head on the edge of the bed in despair and looked up at the ceiling.

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When she went out the next day, she took seventy-six yuan from the coin box and put it in her pocket.

During the lunch break, the girl who drove Sang Ji to the women's toilet on the sixth floor yesterday came, she smiled strangely but not ugly, and shouted affectionately: "Sang Ji!" ”

This time, Sang Ji seemed to have learned to be obedient, and covered his pocket to make sure that there was a small stack of change before standing up.

Hearing others call her Sister Ning, she also shouted after others: "Sister Ning." ”

Fei Ning nodded respectfully, raised his hand and put his hand on her shoulder, and took it to the sixth floor to press against the wall, "How much money did you bring?" ”

Sang Ji shuddered twice, quickly took out the money and handed it over with both hands, and when he met her eyes, he squeezed out a few tears: "This is all my snack money this week." ”

Seeing that she was about to pee her pants in fright, Fei Ning sneered.

She viciously whipped over the seventy dollars, which consisted of a five-dollar and two-ten-dollar pieces, and then slapped her in the face insultingly, "The family is so poor? ”

Sang Ji sat on the ground with weak legs, and the chick nodded like a peck of rice.

Fei Ning looked at her delicate face and was instantly unhappy, and suddenly raised her foot and kicked her stomach: "You treat us as fools? Every day luxury car pick-up, will it be so poor that it is only a few dozen yuan? ”

After Fei Ning finished scolding, he made up for it again.

As if she was not happy with the fight, she directly pulled her collar and dragged her to the toilet to punch and kick Sanji.

Sang Ji hugged his head and explained while crying: "No, that's my dad." He was a driver for a rich family, and he stole his boss's car to pick me up every day......"

As she spoke, it turned into a "woo-woo" sound, and she didn't resist until they were tired before shrinking to the wall.

Fei Ning bent down, annoyed with Sang Ji's collar and forced to look at her, "Then you want to find a way to get the money!" Steal! Grab it! A few dozen dollars is not enough for us to eat, do you know? ”