Chapter Twenty-Nine: Loved
"You think you're very cold? It's just a rotten thing who Xue Beirong didn't want to sleep with, and you're not qualified to refuse me! โ
Sheng Xiaolan completely tore apart the hypocrisy, restored her true face, scolded me with extremely ugly words, raised her hand and poured a glass of red wine in front of her on my face.
"Sheng Xiaolan, don't be too ......" The bitter liquid splashed into my eyes, nose and mouth, and I choked and coughed.
"Yu Huanxi remember, if I didn't have me, you would have been sent to prison by Xue Beirong a long time ago!" Sheng Xiaolan walked up to me, raised her hand and slapped me hard, "When you are blocked to the point where there is no way out, I am the one who gives you a way to live, you better cherish it for me!" Otherwise, I can send you to jail too! โ
"You...... I was pressed by the two men and couldn't move, I could only be beaten passively, I only felt that my face was swollen and numb, my ears kept roaring, and it took a while to slow down, and as soon as I said a few words, they pinched my chin again, and poured a glass of colorless and odorless water into my mouth.
Sheng Xiaolan didn't have the patience to play a game of "intimate sister" with me, tonight she made up her mind to give me a look: "After Santi guesses come, you serve him well, drink, eat and sleep, I don't care what method you use, in short, after you get it, I will make up for it, otherwiseโโ"
Sheng Xiaolan grabbed the messy hair on my forehead, raised the wine decanter, and poured wine on my face from top to bottom, "Tomorrow's you will be even worse than now!" โ
Then she smashed the bottle at my feet, said "clean it up for her" to the two men, and walked away.
The door slammed shut.
This dismount is really neat and neat, without dragging the mud and water.
Probably because my status is too low, Sheng Xiaolan even omitted the trick that is often found in movies, and directly coerced.
"Miss Yu, hurry up and wash your face." The two thugs were obviously used to doing this, and after they skillfully snatched my bag by force, they dragged me into the bathroom with a numb face.
I shrunk my shoulders and smirked pitifully, "Two big brothers, I'll clean up myself, just wait outside." โ
"Wouldn't it be nice to be smarter earlier? Hurry up! If you dare to play tricks, I'll beat you up like that! The two of them finished their fierce lesson and stood at the door of the bathroom.
I closed the door and ran into the cubicle, leaning on the toilet, clutching my throat in the hope of spitting out the liquid I had swallowed.
"Vomit-vomit-" In order not to attract the attention of outsiders, I tried my best to cover my mouth, and carefully, I vomited out everything I had eaten and drunk all day today, and in the end I vomited only yellow bitter bile water.
That's when I felt better.
Go back to the sink and look in the mirror.
The girl in the mirror, the left side of her face is high and swollen, her delicate makeup has been ruined by wine, and the mascara and eyeliner are mixed into two ugly caterpillars, which slide down the cheeks, elongated, and finally freeze like a specimen on the face with blurred foundation.
Sheng Xiaolan's sharp nails also cut through my face, leaving a not shallow scratch, and the red wine liquid took the opportunity to infiltrate it.
It fucking hurts.
At this time, how ugly and ugly I am, much like the little banshee who has transformed in Liaozhai.
And Sheng Xiaolan is the old demon of Montenegro who uses goblins to suck up men's yang energy.
No wonder Jialan said that Sheng Xiaolan is not a good person, I finally saw it today.