With a click, the door lock was opened.

There was a sound of shredded footsteps coming towards her.

Ling Xuxu didn't close her eyes, she opened her dark eyes and looked at the visitor calmly.

"Oh, interesting."

The person who came was the one who changed. A man, because of his perennial drug abuse, his body is thin and a little rickety.

His face was yellow, his face was full of interlaced wrinkles, and his eyes were sunken with a penetrating cold light.

Ling Xurao has already given himself some psychological hints, but he can change with him. When the men looked at each other, there was still some chill in their hearts.

This change. The man is very mysterious, and during the ten years that the original owner of the plot was imprisoned, he didn't know any information about him, only that his name was Mr. Zhuo.

Mr. Zhuo stared at Ling Xuxu for a long time, and seeing that her face was not without fear at all, he couldn't help but feel a little excited in his heart.

The thin fingers gently pinched Ling's lifelike chin, and the smooth feel was fascinating.

"It's such an interesting little thing, I don't want to give it away."

Mr. Zhuo let out a low laugh, his gloomy eyes greedily looking at Ling's lifelike smooth satin-like body.

It's really reluctant!

Ling Xuxu was stared at by his snake-like gaze, and her heart was worried for a while, but her eyes were still dark and dull, staring at her.

She knew that as long as she showed a little weakness, she probably wouldn't even see that man's face.

After a long time, Mr. Zhuo let go of his hand, and his yin owl eyes stared at Ling Xuxu's slightly reddened chin.

"It's a pity."

Dropping these words, he walked out slowly.

It wasn't until the door was closed that Ling Xuxu breathed a sigh of relief, she closed her eyes and gritted her teeth.

She had only been lying down and resting for a while, when the door was opened again, and several women dressed as maids came in one after another.

Her handcuffs and leg cuffs were released, and as soon as she was freed, Ling Xuxu moved her wrist and was pushed forward and pushed out.

In the corridor, Ling Xuxu walked slowly, his feet had been cuffed before, and when he stepped on the ground, he felt like he was stepping on the tip of a knife.

"Hurry up."

The people in the back scolded coldly.

Ling Xuxu was pushed, she frowned, and glanced coldly at the woman behind her.

The woman was stunned by her wolf-like eyes, and then sneered.

"Stare at what you are staring at, you him. Mom is just a plaything. ”

The woman lowered her voice and yelled at Ling Xu.

Ling Xuxu looked at the woman in front of her because of jealousy, hideous and ugly face, stretched out his hand and slapped her.

The eyes are dark, and the wind is calm.

She said coldly: "You look ugly, and your heart is even uglier. ”

The woman was stunned by her beating, reached out and covered her cheeks, her eyes open like copper bells.

She stretched out her hand and grunted to fight back.

But looking at Ling Xu's delicate skin and tender meat, if he was injured, Mr. Hui would not be able to give him a gift, and then found out that he would definitely have no good fruit to eat.

So at this time, even if she is unwilling, she has to endure it.

"Huh-"

Seeing her behaving like this, Ling Xu snorted even more.

"I'm like a plaything, but what about you?"

Her voice was clear and cold, like ice jade striking each other.

"It's not even as good as a plaything."

Ling Xuxu's words, his voice, were extremely shallow.

After saying that, she walked slowly and leisurely forward.

--- is there a young lady who talks about five cents.