"Hmm......" Luo Yangyang's eyes were full of horror, and he shook his head in fear.

What does Jiang Haifeng want to do?

What is he doing with a knife!

Jiang Haifeng, who was holding a knife in his hand, stepped on the small bed with his lame left leg.

The single bed was not wide in the first place, and he was very close to Luo Yangyang as soon as he bent over.

"I want to leave some marks on you, how about the engraving?" Jiang Haifeng's dagger flashed with a cold glow and stretched out in front of Luo Yangyang.

The dagger was directly attached to Luo Yangyang's cheek, and she trembled with fear at the cold touch, and she didn't dare to move immediately.

Luo Yangyang didn't even dare to tremble slightly, afraid that if she shook it, the sharp dagger blade would cut through her face.

"How do you engrave it?" Jiang Haifeng looked at Luo Yangyang, whose eyes were terrified, but he didn't dare to move to resist.

He wanted to smile happily, but the corners of his mouth hooked, revealing a distorted smile of the yin owl.

"How about carving obscene words?" The dagger in Jiang Haifeng's hand turned, and the sharp blade of the dagger was aimed directly at Luo Yangyang's cheek.

"......" Luo Yangyang's eyes suddenly opened, and he looked at Jiang Haifeng with horror.

Her eyes were all begging for mercy, but she didn't dare to move for half a minute when she was pointed at the dagger on her cheek.

Luo Yangyang's mouth was stuffed with a cloth, and she didn't even have a chance to speak, so she could only roar in her heart with fear.

Jiang Haifeng is crazy!

He even wanted to engrave words on her, but he still carved such insulting words.

"You say, where is it good to engrave it?" Jiang Haifeng's wrist moved slightly, and the tip of the dagger gently roamed on Luo Yangyang's face.

The cold dagger was so cold that the freezing touch gently slid along the skin scared Luo Yangyang to even stop breathing.

The dagger was like a poisonous snake, swimming on her face, and she didn't know when she would be bitten.

But no matter how scared she was, she couldn't bear it and didn't dare to move a little.

"Is it engraved on the face so that everyone can see it? Still engraved on ......" Jiang Haifeng's dagger stuck to Luo Yangyang's body, sliding down a little.

After the dagger was removed from his face, Luo Yangyang finally dared to breathe, but his body stiffened.

"Spread your legs apart!" After Jiang Haifeng's dagger slid down to Luo Yangyang's chest, Luo Yangyang bent up his legs in front of him and blocked the way.