Yu Zhe, who was standing there, heard her shout, and the whole person was stunned in place, and he didn't even dare to turn his head to look at Mu Xiaoxiao's expression. : 。

His hand hanging at his side was clenched into a fist, his nails almost embedded in his palm.

Tiny, I'm sorry...... I'm sorry......

Yu Zhe closed his eyes, his face full of pain.

Han Xue'er was as happy as watching a play, she admired Mu Xiaoxiao's painful expression, and felt that she had never been so happy.

At this moment, she felt like a queen, able to control Mu Xiaoxiao's fate.

She wants to be a little painful, and if she wants to be a little small, she will have to suffer.

She wants Mu Xiaoxiao to die, and Mu Xiaoxiao can only die!

It's so refreshing!

Han Xue'er grinned and gestured to the man behind her, who stepped forward and handed over a knife.

She slowly drew her blade, staring at the cold light emanating from the sharp blade.

As if thinking, what will it feel like if this blade is scratched on the **?

"Mu Xiaoxiao, aren't you proud that you have a beautiful face? Tsk, how many boys like you, isn't it because of your face? I think, Ji Shao likes you, it's also because of your face, right? Oh, and your hot body. ”

Han Xue'er approached Mu Xiaoxiao's front and deliberately used a knife blade to scare her in front of Mu Xiaoxiao.

Mu Xiaoxiao is very sad now, and she is in no mood to deal with her perverted appearance.

She felt that Han Xue'er's eyes were particularly terrifying, like a madman, and she had completely lost her mind.

Han Xue'er put down the tip of the knife and pointed it at Mu Xiaoxiao's chest.

She said in a slow voice, "You say, I'll make a hole in your place, or cut off your plump breasts...... Will you still like your figure? ”

Then, the blade was close to Mu Xiaoxiao's cheek.

"How many knives do you need to cut this face?"

Mu Xiaoxiao's white and tender face, compared with the blade that emitted a cold light, made the atmosphere even more tense.

Han Xue'er's eyes slowly narrowed, her eyes gradually became scarlet, and her hatred became stronger.

Mu Xiaoxiao could feel how cold the blade on her face was.

She didn't dare to move, her body trembled.

She didn't even dare to speak to stimulate Han Xue'er, because she knew that Han Xue'er would dare to do it.

Because Han Xue'er has obviously been waiting for this moment, she has been waiting for a long time.

Mu Xiaoxiao held her breath, almost resigned to her fate, and almost despaired.

She closed her eyes and waited for the pain to come.

Han Xue'er's face was hideous, she looked at Mu Xiaoxiao's expression, and shouted dissatisfiedly, "Your name!" You beg me! Mu Xiaoxiao, if you humbly beg me, I will consider letting you go! ”

No!

This was not the outcome she wanted.

What she wants is to trample Mu Xiaoxiao under her feet like garbage.

Mu Xiaoxiao should have screamed in fear, and then the whole person was terrified, crying and begging her to let her go.

And not like that...... So calm and resolute!

Han Xue'er really hated Mu Xiaoxiao.

Facing the blade against her face, why wasn't she scared, why didn't she scream!

"You call me! You scream at me! Did you hear that? ”

Han Xue'er angrily pulled Mu Xiaoxiao and wanted her to follow her script.

However, Mu Xiaoxiao squinted at her with her spare eyes, and tears filled her eyes, but this did not make her look cowardly, her eyes were resolute, even if her body was trembling, and her expression was so mocking to look at each other. q