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Qingyin breathed a sigh of relief when Ye Maocang let go of her.

Her moist eyes glanced to the side, her feather fan-like eyelashes fluttering uneasily, obscuring her pupils.

Her face was dyed with a charming pink, and her lips that had been kissed by men became more and more full and tender, like a delicious red cherry.

"Creamy." Ye Haocang licked the corners of her mouth, and her eyes with a strong interest fell on her.

Qingyin didn't look up, just wondering if Ye Maocang would taste the cream and die of allergies.

If so, it's funny.

"Brother, I'll go wash the dishes." Qingyin made an excuse to escape him for a while.

She felt that the man's gaze at her was becoming more and more aggressive, as if he was staring at a prey, and his eyes were deep and dark.

She took the dishes and chopsticks, walked downstairs quickly, and as soon as she put her things into the sink, her mouth was suddenly covered!

"Hmm!" Her eyes opened slightly, and she didn't belong to the breath of the night, which made her frown instantly.

The hand that was still in the sink quietly held the small fork that ate pudding.

She saw a strange man in the reflection of the tiles, slowly raising his gun and holding it against her neck.

"Where's the night?"

The light voice quickly analyzed the current situation, the other party had a gun in his hand, and he came up to ask Ye Haocang.

It's not revenge, it's kidnapping.

But looking at his appearance, his aura is full of cold ruthlessness, like a person who has crawled and beaten in a pile of dead people, but he is not as simple as a kidnapper.

The fear of the moment calmed down in an instant, and she calmly shrugged her brow and raised her right hand.

Blocked by the man's body, he dodged the monitor and pointed upstairs to the man.

Seeing that she was very cooperative, the man warned her not to say anything, and let go of his hand.

Only then did Qingyin see that he was not the only one in the house, and there were about a dozen men dressed in black, who were hiding everywhere, surrounding the entire room.

"You stay here, and the others come up with me."

The man left one person to guard her, and the rest all went up to the second floor.

"Don't move, my hand with a gun can shake easily."

The young man guarding the soft voice, staring at her with squinting eyes, the muzzle of the gun at her neckline... Glide.

The light sound instantly stretched the whole body, and the black pupils were coldly dyed with a layer of cold.

The muzzle of the man's gun pressed against her thin clothes and unbuttoned her.

The neckline is wide open, and the milk-white skin is exposed.

She was wearing a small white vest inside, although it was covered, but it was slightly bulging... There is a temptation in the middle of the two regiments. The ditch of confusion, the obscene man who watched was excited.

"I didn't expect it, but it was quite expected." He wickedly poked the gun into his vest......

"Do you want me to pull it away and show you?" The light voice flashed in his eyes, his tone was soft, and his voice was charming, and the heart of the man who hooked moved.

The man removed the muzzle of the gun, grinned and said, "Pull it away and show my brother." ”

Qingyin slowly raised her hand, pressed against her clothes, and touched the neckline, and when the man stared at her without blinking, she flipped over in her hand, and clenched the fork on his defenseless underbelly! Insert! Enter! Go!

"Ahh

Qingyin coldly pulled out the fork, and the blood came out, leaving a bloody hole in his chest in an instant!

The man's muscles erupted in pain, and he pointed a gun at her viciously.

Qingyin picked up the frying pan next to him and smashed it into his arm.

The gun flew straight into the pool!

The bones of the man's wrists were misplaced by the hard bottom of the pot, and the weak ribs were poked out again, and the whole action was instantly exposed because he heard his screams upstairs.

Enraged, he pulled the spare pistol out of his belt.

Qingyin held the gun in one hand, the cold muzzle of the gun against his heart, her evil eyes rolled with a cold breath, "Don't move, my hand holding the gun is more likely to shake than you." ”

She returned this sentence to the man as it was.

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